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Entry tags:
- character: daine sarrasri,
- character: gabriel,
- character: johnny truant,
- character: peeta mellark,
- character: spike,
- character: sunshine,
- dropped: aglet bottlerack,
- dropped: aiden,
- dropped: alianne,
- dropped: almondine,
- dropped: andrew noble,
- dropped: charley pollard,
- dropped: dana cardinal,
- dropped: edgar sawtelle,
- dropped: gus fring,
- dropped: jennifer strange,
- dropped: jodie holmes,
- dropped: julian bashir,
- dropped: sandalia de rabiffano,
- dropped: the tardis,
- dropped: zagreus,
- party post,
- retired: peter vincent,
- retired: yuri kostoglodov
Far Side of the Aurora Borealis
Congratulations, dreamers of Manhattan - you get to go to Oxford! It's probably not the Oxford with which any of the dreamers are familiar, though. This one is a bit… different.

The dreamers will find themselves in Jordan College, the oldest and grandest of all the colleges in this version of Oxford, a rambling structure that includes dining halls, libraries, classrooms, chapels, courtyards, a botanical garden, and an extensive network of cellars and tunnels beneath the ground. There are plenty of places to explore!
Sharp-eyed dreamers might notice some subtle architectural quirks. Doors look larger than they'd need to be for solely human use, and every staircase has a little ramp built in - not large enough for a wheelchair, but large enough for, say, a small, scampering animal.
And speaking of - the dreamers are a bit different here, too. Upon arrival, they will realize that they now possess dæmons: physical manifestations of their souls. Be gentle with them; they're undoubtedly confused by being suddenly made manifest. They come with all the side effects and complications inherent with dæmons. They can't travel more than a few yards from their person without it being painful for both parties… and it probably won't take the dreamers long to realize they shouldn't be touching one another's dæmons, what with the shared sensations and all. Still, it's a rare opportunity for the dreamers to chat with their own souls - and the souls of others.
What could possibly go wrong?
[Mod note: you know the drill. All players and characters are welcome, regardless of whether they're current members or not. Characters will remember or forget any and all dream events at players' discretion.]

The dreamers will find themselves in Jordan College, the oldest and grandest of all the colleges in this version of Oxford, a rambling structure that includes dining halls, libraries, classrooms, chapels, courtyards, a botanical garden, and an extensive network of cellars and tunnels beneath the ground. There are plenty of places to explore!
Sharp-eyed dreamers might notice some subtle architectural quirks. Doors look larger than they'd need to be for solely human use, and every staircase has a little ramp built in - not large enough for a wheelchair, but large enough for, say, a small, scampering animal.
And speaking of - the dreamers are a bit different here, too. Upon arrival, they will realize that they now possess dæmons: physical manifestations of their souls. Be gentle with them; they're undoubtedly confused by being suddenly made manifest. They come with all the side effects and complications inherent with dæmons. They can't travel more than a few yards from their person without it being painful for both parties… and it probably won't take the dreamers long to realize they shouldn't be touching one another's dæmons, what with the shared sensations and all. Still, it's a rare opportunity for the dreamers to chat with their own souls - and the souls of others.
What could possibly go wrong?
[Mod note: you know the drill. All players and characters are welcome, regardless of whether they're current members or not. Characters will remember or forget any and all dream events at players' discretion.]
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In response to Peeta's second question, she just shrugs again. "We don't know, either. We're connected, but it's not like what I have with the People." It's not an easy thing to pin down, in part because in some ways, it feels like less of a connection than the one she shares with animals. She can't hear Coromotto's voice in her head, or see through his eyes. But those details seem small in comparison to how close they feel. "It's almost like he's… part of me," she hazards.
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Do you - do you feel something when you touch Coromotto?" he asks Daine.
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Coromotto sits beside her, blinking up at her with his tawny eyes. "Safe," he suggests. "Complete."
Daine rests her hand on his head and nods again. "Yes, that seems right."
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"Do you know where we are?" he asks, mind turning to other questions. He squints at the nearest building. "None of this looks familiar."
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Coromotto leans against her leg. "Perhaps we're dreaming," he suggests.
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"I am real," she quietly assures him, "even if we are dreaming. Perhaps the dream just allows you to see me."
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"This is the first time I've seen you, though," Daine says, and she can't help a twinge of sorrow at the idea of no longer being able to do that once she wakes. Maybe she's only just 'met' her wolf, but she hates the thought of losing him.
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"I understand how Coromotto matches you, but how does an elephant match me?" he asks Daine, a crooked smile on his face. Nilakshi nudges him playfully with her trunk and pushes her back, not at all surprised when she doesn't even sway. "I didn't even know elephants existed until a few minutes ago. What do you know about them? Have you known elephants before? In Tortall?"
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"They're very gentle," Coromotto offers. "Mostly, anyway - unless you go after someone they care about, like one of their young."
Daine nods. "Then they can be quite fierce. And if one of them is lost, they… they mourn. In a way that even two-leggers would recognize." She shrugs, looking a little sheepish. "I don't know if that helps."
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Some people don't know themselves well, and can therefore be surprised by their own actions or thoughts or feelings. Peeta isn't one of those people, and he recognizes in Daine's descriptions of elephants an echo of himself.
He thinks of Katniss, of fighting Cato to save her life, of holding her in his arms as she slept, of following her to whatever end awaited them. He thinks of painting Rue's portrait on the Training Room floor in big, furious splashes of color, and the ache that even now tightens his chest. He nods.
"It does. Thank you."
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"What about - oh, it seems this courtyard's taken," Sadie says, though she doesn't look or sound overly disappointed by that fact. She eyes Peeta and Daine and their respective creatures, and then declares, "Your souls are adorable! Aren't they adorable, Frank?"
"Look!" says Augustine. "One of them's an effa- a leff-" he breaks off for a moment, giggling uncontrollably, then composes himself just long enough to carefully annunciate, "an heffalump!" And then both he and Sadie dissolve into giggles once again.
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"No, she's quite impressive," giggles Gertrude. "How long do you suppose it will take for something that size to get ginsoaked?"
"Longer than we can spare!!" says Frank warningly. "And I don't think we have enough gin. Sorry, children! No gin for the heffalump!"
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She'd probably be inclined to brush off anything they said as drunken raving, but then they refer to Coromotto and Nilakshi as souls.
"Souls?" Daine and Coromotto repeat in perfect unison, exchanging a surprised glance. Then, in a lower grumble, Coromotto adds, "I'm not little."
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Souls? The word isn't familiar, but suddenly everything clicks into place and Peeta turns to stare a Nilakshi. "Oh."
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Sadie adds, "Well, of course they're your souls. What else would they be, darling?"
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"Not to mention everything ELSE," adds Gertrude.
"Oh right," says Frank, affecting a serious expression. "No one's tried to touch each other's souls, have they? Because you ought to know - it's the kind of thing only the most CONSENTING of ADULTS should try."
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"There's nothing 'just' about animals," she says with a little frown, cheeks flushing.
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"Who are you?" Nilakshi asks.
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Sensing how taken aback Daine is, Coromotto takes a step forward. "We don't know what you mean," he says.
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"What's a demigoddess?" he asks. Then the way Daine and Coromotto are acting hits him. "Do you mean Daine?"
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"Do forgive my husband's bluntness," Sadie says smoothly. "A demigoddess is someone with human and divine parentage." To Daine, she adds, "If you don't mine my asking, was it your mother or father on the immortal side of the equation?"
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A low growl rumbles in her wolf's chest - too low for Daine to hear, but she can feel it through the leg he's leaning against. "Ma was human," he says, raising his lip enough for a gleam of sharp teeth to be clearly visible. "Da was never there."
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