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Entry tags:
- character: daine sarrasri,
- character: eliot waugh,
- character: gabriel,
- character: greta baker,
- character: iman asadi,
- character: johnny truant,
- character: lucifer,
- character: rashad durant,
- character: spike,
- character: sunshine,
- character: the balladeer,
- dropped: andrew noble,
- dropped: calliope,
- dropped: castor nubari,
- dropped: dana cardinal,
- dropped: daniel jackson,
- dropped: ianto jones,
- dropped: illyria,
- dropped: jay merrick,
- dropped: jay zimin,
- dropped: nicholas rush,
- dropped: seth,
- dropped: the doctor (12),
- dropped: the tardis,
- dropped: tim wright,
- party post,
- retired: aziraphale,
- retired: bee,
- retired: crowley,
- retired: melanie,
- retired: peter vincent
Sweeter than the First Time [Open to All]

Hello, dreamers of Manhattan. The Rift knows that things have been kind of rough, lately. The last dream didn't go as well as it had hoped. Consider this an apology of sorts, and a hearkening back to the good times you've shared.
It's a grand old (and potentially familiar) cabin house that the dreamers will find themselves wandering. The furniture is plentiful and comfortable, the floors are strewn with cushions and blankets, and there are cheerful fires burning in the grates. It seems a little odd that the house still manages to be on the chilly side despite looking so warm, yet it is.
Oh, well. You'll just have to find another dreamer or two and
[OOC: Standard dream party rules apply. Characters will be affected by the dream-whammy to whatever degree makes the most sense for them, and will remember or forget the events of the dream at the player's discretion. Backtag into infinity.]
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That's not an answer, though, and he doesn't particularly want to lay here in silence any more than Johnny does. He sucks in a breath and squints at the ceiling. Feelings, he doesn't want to say. Peter's fucked up love life. Peter's fucked up life in general, though unless Gabe's been peeking where he shouldn't there's thankfully a lot he still doesn't know. "He wants me to get back on the stage," he grunts after a moment, deciding on that as something fairly safe to share. "Says he'll put up the money."
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It's an insufferable fucking question, but he can't resist, especially not with Peter's initial answer: "Does he ever talk about me?"
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Sighing through his nose, he adds more honestly, "He doesn't want me to punch you again, that's mostly what I've got."
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It was a dumb question and he knows he shouldn't have asked it. He sighs loudly and looks away. "Nevermind. I don't know why he'd tell you this shit anyway."
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"We haven't talked as much in a while," he admits cautiously, deliberately not asking what it was Johnny did want to know.
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He leans his head back for a moment, a brief groan, and then curls back up deeper under the blanket.
"I might nap," he says, somewhat sulkily. Sometimes even the unnerving oddity of sleep within sleep is better than talking.
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Well...
...It's comfortable. "You do that, then," he mutters, glancing around and hoping they're not going to get company any time soon.