[open to all] Room full of people in your head

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The rift has gotten bored, and has decided it's time to bring people together for another dream party.

This time, when you find yourself within the dream, you'll be somewhere familiar. Perhaps somewhere you feel safe or at home, some place you miss, or were particularly happy at some point in your life. It might not be the same place every time you come back here, though.

There will also be a door where there didn't use to be one, even if there's no wall to surround it. If you go through this door, you will find yourself in endless simple corridor, lined with unmarked doors. And if you go through them, you'll pay a visit to someone else's room.


[There will monthly Dreaming party post like this. Same procedure as last time. Non-members welcome to tag in!]

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[wildmage_daine]

Is he asking her, or Kitten? Daine glances down at the dragon, who's eyeing Gabriel's finger a little too intently. For a moment, she considers just letting Kit bite him - any charitable feelings she'd had toward Gabriel when she walked in are in rather short supply, now - but even a nip from a young dragon is no laughing matter.

"I wouldn't do that," she advises, directing the comment toward both of them. Just to be on the safe side, she hoists Kitten up onto her lap, where she can keep a closer eye on her. At least fussing over the dragon helps distract her from her anger with Gabriel.

"We're all trapped here," she says in answer to his question. It's not entirely true; Kitten has more freedom than they do. But if Gabriel's going to be cagey and lie to her, why should she tell him about Kitten? It was a silly question, anyway. Is she supposed to say she's happy with all of this?

[has_a_horn]

He pulls his hand back when she advises him to. He'll definitely play it safe if not playing safe means getting a finger bitter off, even in a dream.

And okay...not she seems outright angry. "I wish I could do something about it," he offers, trying to temper whatever flared this sudden anger.

[wildmage_daine]

Daine's only response is a moody shrug. Everyone wishes they could do something about it. How much credit is she supposed to give him for being willing to admit as much? It hardly makes up for the lies he's already told her.

Her mood isn't lost on Kitten. The dragon's scales have started to go a bit scarlet again, and Daine runs a hand down her back in an attempt to soothe her a little. It's a bit half-hearted, though - the longer she sits here, the more Daine thinks Gabriel deserves whatever Kitten might throw at him.

Probably wise to leave before that happens. "We'd best go," Daine says, standing abruptly. Kitten has to fist her front paws in Daine's shirt for balance, but doesn't complain.

[has_a_horn]

He frowns at her as she gets up, not really sure where he'd gone wrong.

Well, may as well get right to the heart of it. "Wait." He doesn't get up, but he turns in his chair to look up at her. "Why are you upset?"

[wildmage_daine]

Daine sighs and attempts to school her expression into something a little more neutral. "It's Kitten. She really doesn't like illusions. I'm surprised at how long she's put up with this one." That's only a tiny fraction of the truth, but it's not as if she owes him any more than that. Frankly, she doesn't think she owes him anything, but unpracticed, outright fibs aren't her strong suit.

Well. Maybe she owes him one thing, but that's all. Shifting awkwardly, she says, "Thank you for helping with Yuri." There. Done. She turns to look for the door.

[has_a_horn]

"Don't mention it." Gabriel has been lying for longer than Daine's been alive, so he's gotten fairly good at spotting them. And this time, he gets the feeling that she just wants to avoid him all of a sudden. As she turns around, he gets up to follow her, then jogs ahead so that he can open the door for her. "We don't have to stay in this room," He raises his eyebrows at her, expectant. "If that's all the problem is."

[wildmage_daine]

Curse it. Daine hesitates, trying to think of a way to excuse them both without getting into her actual reasons for not being keen on Gabriel's company just now. Pinning it all on Kitten feels wrong, if only because the dragon's more than capable of making her displeasure with someone known. She doesn't need Daine to speak for her, and she could very well object if Daine presumes to do so and gets it wrong.

May as well just ask her, then. If Kit says no, there's Daine's problem solved. "What do you think, Kit?"

The dragon considers her response for a moment, giving Gabriel an appraising look, then shrugs unhelpfully. It's not the 'no' Daine had hoped for, but it's not an enthusiastic yes, either.

Echoing the shrug, Daine glances back at Gabriel. "Guess you can come along. It's Kitten's turn to pick the room, though." Hopefully they won't rediscover Daine's room until Gabriel's wandered off or found someone else to annoy; if he's going to hide his real room behind an illusion, she doesn't think he's earned a gander at hers.

[has_a_horn]

"Lead the way." Gabriel follows Daine and the little dragon down the hall until the dragon starts gesturing with some enthusiasm towards a particular door.

Beyond the door, he peeks in to find...someone watching The Lion King. Andrew, his memory provides. Well, okay. Not initially impressive, but as he takes in the rest of the room, he raises his eyebrows. They're in space. "I'd think they would have come out with a few more Disney movies between The Lion King and space travel."

[bluesuit_handy]

There's the sound of a door opening behind him just as Simba declares that he just can't wait to be king, distracting Andrew from the film (though he's seen it so many times that it's no wonder his brain filled the screen in with it and is busily reciting the entire film for him). "It's not a human ship," he replies automatically, full as ever with helpful knowledge.

Only a moment later does he startle and twist to stare over the back of the couch, his expression one of terrific confusion. "What?" he asks. It's a good catch-all question. Before any of the three can answer, though, he sniffs in a sharp, deep breath and looks around the room with new comprehension. "Oh! Oh, that explains it. We're dreaming, aren't we?"

[wildmage_daine]

Kitten trills a cheery greeting and squirms to be put down. "Hullo, Andrew," Daine says as she stoops to comply. The dragon trundles over to the couch. rears up unto her hindquarters, and plants her forepaws on Andrew's knee so she can more easily look up at him as she chatters away. "Yes, it's a dream. Have you met Gabriel, yet?"

Daine's distracted enough by the movie that she doesn't even note the fact that they're in space. Crossing over to the couch, she plops herself down beside Andrew and pulls Kitten up onto her lap. "What's this?" she asks, nodding at the television.

[has_a_horn]

"Met. Cuddled." he answers, and heads over to the window. He's been in space before, sure, but the idea of actual alien species and big huge spaceships is still novel to him.

[bluesuit_handy]

"Hello, Kitten." Andrew smiles down at the baby dragon, gingerly moving enough under her paws to sit up and make room for Daine. "You were a hint. Probably should've guessed earlier. And it's The Lion King. Disney movie, one of their best."

He tenses in embarrassment at Gabriel's answer, and quickly clarifies, "That was also in a dream."

[wildmage_daine]

Daine nods - she can probably guess which dream it was, too.

"I haven't seen any Disney, yet, but folk keep saying I should." It's fair strange to see animals talking like two-leggers, though, and her brow furrows as the hyenas make their appearance. She's not sure she likes the way they're coming across. From the cubs' perspective, it's fair enough - a predator would seem 'bad' to them. But where's their pride? They can't've wandered off on purpose and still expect not to come to harm.

"They hyenas I've met didn't sound anything like that," she says, frown deepening. She probably shouldn't expect folk who can't talk to animals to get it right, but it's still galling.

[has_a_horn]

Having satisfied his curiosity (for the moment), Gabriel wanders back over to them and leans over to prop his elbows on the back of the couch. He chuckles at Daine's comment. "They should have consulted a wildmage."

[bluesuit_handy]

"Talking animals, seems right up your alley," grins Andrew, though he knows perfectly well it isn't the same. He squints at the screen and tilts his head, slightly uncomfortable with the knowledge that her complaint about the hyenas is perfectly valid.

"They're the villains," he explains. "More or less. Simba's uncle -- you know, I could start this over. Or show it to you when we're awake."

[wildmage_daine]

"Villains?" Daine repeats, incredulous. Even Kitten gives an indignant squawk. "But hyenas are marvelous! They can smell anything, did you know that? I thought wolves had a good sense of smell before I tried hyena shape, but they aren't even close."

Daine sinks back into the couch with a dubious frown at the television. She might not be so irked if the hyenas from the Carthaki menagerie hadn't helped her hunt down Emperor Ozorne, but still. Painting any species as a villain is just ridiculous.

[has_a_horn]

Gabriel chuckles at Daine's objections. She's probably right. "It's probably better to think of them as humans that happen look like animals."

[bluesuit_handy]

"Can they?" asks Andrew, mildly surprised. He turns to look at Gabriel when the other man speaks, and gives a little nod. "Safe bet whenever humans make a movie about animals, it's really about humans," he tells Daine.

[wildmage_daine]

Daine hums in response, still frowning, though less because of the movie and more because she misses Teeu, Iry, and Aranh, the hyenas she'd hunted with in Carthak. They were nothing like the trio in the film - well, except for a willingness to eat any lion cubs separated from their pride. A meal's a meal.

Kitten huffs out a breath and sprawls onto her back between Daine and Andrew, her eyes glued to the screen even as she begs for a belly rub. "Are there any that are actually about animals?" Daine asks, looking up at Andrew as she gently tickles the dragon's scales.

[has_a_horn]

"Mm" Gabriel shrugs. "Documentaries on animal behavior, stuff like that."

[bluesuit_handy]

"Well," Andrew considers this, "Usually. Sometimes. There's a bit of projection that goes on there as well, really. Suppose there's Watership Down, but of course it's all guesswork."

He gives Daine an earnest sort of look. "It's a story about rabbits."

[wildmage_daine]

A documentary might be interesting. "It'd be weird, not being able to hear them," she muses to herself. "In my head, I mean." It wouldn't be entirely alien to her - she's closed herself off before, usually in menageries - but it would still be strange.

"Watership Down?" she repeats, unable to make any sense of the title. Rabbits, in her experience, have little to do with water or ships. "Is it like Redwall?" she asks, brow furrowed.

[has_a_horn]

"Same anthropomorphized animal idea. Watership Down is less out-there, but it's still a big allegory for human things. And infinitely more traumatizing. I don't recommend it." What? It's a depressing book.

[bluesuit_handy]

"It's not like Redwall," protests Andrew, not liking Gabriel's assessment of the book. Then he pauses, looking troubled, and asks Daine plaintively, "What's wrong with Redwall?"

[wildmage_daine]

"But how do ships come into it?" she asks, still a bit suspicious of the title. She's also a bit wary of Gabriel's take on the book, if only because she's more inclined to trust Andrew's judgment than his when it comes to what she might enjoy. Andrew knows her better, after all. Plus, she's still just generally irked with the angel.

Andrew's question flusters her a little; she hadn't meant to upset him. "It's not - there's nothing wrong with it. But it's a bit like this." She gestures pointedly towards the television. "The animals are just two-leggers, wearing clothes and using weapons and cooking and such."

Kitten squirms a little, alerting Daine to the fact that her hand had stilled. Biting back a sigh, she resumes tickling the dragon's belly.