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[wooliefrand]

WHO: Anyone
WHERE: Where ever you're sleeping
WHEN: Night 5

[Tonight is another peaceful(?) night in the pasture, and whether your beds have been mercifully upgraded or you're sleeping on stacks of hay or brainless sheep, you're sure to get some good shut eye.

However, all dreams seem far more vivid and lucid than usual. It's like you can reach out and touch them. And you may have some visitors; flockmates, friends, acquaintances, it's like a playground for dreamwalkers tonight.

So whether you have sweet dreams or nightmares, there may be some crossovers happening. Good luck to those with memory loss especially. What will you dream of? Will you just observe others?

Whatever the case, when you wake up, the dreams don't fade away as normal (unless you want them to) and you can recall every detail. Surely this won't be awkward! Sleep well.]

[OOC: Dream post!! Be sure to get player permission if you think you might be stepping in on something personal, but otherwise go nuts with dreams as you see fit.]

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[heavyliesthecrown]

Huh-

[ Suddenly hoisted up and he blinks in alarm, attempting to remain at least on his tiptoes, hands lifting up to where he grabs his shirt.]

Blood Fiend-san?

[catposting]

[ flinches as Rubato touches him but doesn't retaliate. he's used to being a pet, after all.

he lets Crescendo stay on his tiptoes — he isn't trying to suffocate him, just scare him a little, and he doesn't want to get bonked by Rubato. ]

Bravery involves considering the risks. What you did tonight was just foolishness.

You didn't stand a chance out there.

1/2

[heavyliesthecrown]

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[heavyliesthecrown]

I... I cannot bear to just stand around and do nothing!

[It feels as though he has been doing that all of this time. It's frustrating. He hates it. He hates that he can't remember anything from home! He hates that he doesn't know how to complete any of these mundane skills, or how to mend clothing, hunt, or engineer like his other teammates. He hates feeling useless.

His grip tightens.]

I thought if I could just follow that sly fox, I might discover something useful. It isn't like there was a lot of time to ruminate over the idea. He would have been gone by the time I could have gone back to find someone!

[He grits his teeth, arms trembling in frustration.]

And... And I know! I know I'm not as strong as you or possess the same prowess as Rubato-san. I know I did something stupid. I didn't think about it properly. But... that is precisely why I did ask him for help after we were separated!

[He tried to do the right thing. What he thought would help Blood Fiend the most in the moment.]

I'm sorry! I...

[He struggles to bite back his emotions, eyes watering up.]

I didn't mean for you to be hurt! I just... I just don't think it is right to sit back and wait for everyone else to do all of the work! To just sit back and let everyone else protect me while I just.... while I do what?

[ His hands lower back down to his sides. Balling his fists, his nails dig into his own palms.]

I wanted to help!

[chasseurdebeaute]

[Taps Blood Fiend's back where the path of his hand had ended. It's the edge of one of the scars.]

[Murmurs low enough that perhaps only Blood Fiend can hear it.] Your movements are still stiff, Monsieur Démon de Sang.

[But then he backs away, staying in the periphery to keep an eye on this talk.]

1/2

[catposting]

[ he grits his teeth at Rubato's words, tail thrashing as his grip tightens on Crescendo's shirt. it loosens again, moments after.

again, his tail betrays his agitation as the Crescendo's eyes start to water. without the Love spell, this isn't nearly as endearing.

it's pathetic.

as the monologue finishes, he lets go. ]

[catposting]

[ suddenly, he reaches for Crescendo's throat — grip light enough not to leave a mark, but it should be enough to startle him into inaction. now that he's healed, he's easily at speed cap again. and it's not like he needs full strength for this.

he laughs, voice tinged with scorn. ]

Hah. Protecting you — would I do that? You're not even Rose.

[ drops Crescendo, turns to glance at Rubato. see, Bluebells? NOT FRIENDLY. ]

It's every flock for themselves, remember? Blossom and Stormy established that days ago~

[ alright bye, he's outta here unless one of you guys is faster than him or binds him or something. ]

[ also, they'll find two plates of (cold) roasted GatorDawg dumped on their doorstep by the time they get back. Biscuit's a good cook, and Rose has plenty of leftovers. ]

[ ooc: cattification granted! Crescendo will feel an inexplicable warmth flow through his body as he's grabbed, then over the course of (undetermined time period, aka up to you), he'll gain strength/speed/durability up to Olympic athlete level, along with cosmetic cat features of your choice. the effect is canonly permanent, but feel free to have it wear off at any time. once it wears off, he'll need to be manually re-cattified to regain the stat boost. ]

[heavyliesthecrown]

[Naturally, he doesn't expect the way he is suddenly manhandled. Startled, he can't respond and isn't given a chance to by the time he is released. He falls onto his bottom as the cat addresses Rubato, before making for a quick exit.

Attempting to figure out what just happened, he lifts a hand up to his throat, confused by the strange sensation and baffled by the reaction.]

. . .

[chasseurdebeaute]

Là là, I didn't realize he was so shy about his intentions.

Are you alright, Crescendo-kun? [Reaching down to help him up.]

[heavyliesthecrown]

[ He takes Rubato's hand in order to properly rise back up, and stares off after him.]

Yes... thank you. I am perfectly fine.

[ He turns to regard him properly. His eyes trail over all of the mud. How had he gotten into such a state, to begin with?]

. . . I am sorry to have involved you in something possibly dangerous tonight. And to have caused trouble for you, Rubato-san. It was thoughtless and now you have witnessed me behaving so inelegently. I am thoroughly embarrassed and apologize.

[chasseurdebeaute]

Fufu, your own intentions were very admirable! But it's true that charging into a situation can cause a lot of trouble--I am well aware myself that's the case!

[heavyliesthecrown]

You, are? I am somewhat curious over the sort of exploits you have found yourself involved in, to be honest.

For instance, why are you so covered in mud? You are absolutely caked in it.

[chasseurdebeaute]

Ah, this--a midnight soiree with a kind resident of the lake. It was the result of my own carelessness, but nothing a bit of water and magic can't clean!

[heavyliesthecrown]

I am almost afraid to ask.

[He looks like he got in a fight with a swamp monster.]

Now that you have mentioned magic, however, I did somewhat wish to ask you a couple of questions if allowed.

[chasseurdebeaute]

But of course, I'm happy to answer however I can.

[though he doesn't explain the mud farther]

[heavyliesthecrown]

[Rook.]

Are you... able to teach me? How it is you do magic? Is it something that can be taught?

[chasseurdebeaute]

It would depend whether or not you have the capacity to use it in the first place. It cannot be taught to those who have no well to hold magic within them, but the use of magical items is certainly possible.

[heavyliesthecrown]

That does seem to be the consensus. And I have no idea how to test for such a thing. But considering that I do not believe magic exists back home, I imagine I do not possess such a spark.