[a heart.]

[antreegonist]

There's a moment of nothing but light and sensation. Someone's looking you over and the scrutiny prickles and burns – it's nearly a physical pain, like fine little hooks digging past your skin, into the very meat of you. I know who you are, it says, and I know what you are, and that you don't have any business here --

“But you do,” says Mithos behind you. He's a tired, steady voice in your ear, a light hand on your shoulder. “I don't know what Dream's thinking, but everyone is welcome here in my heart; just keep in mind it's a real mess right now.”

Your vision clears.

((assume your characters wandered in here through a dream. also join #ihateyouihateyouiwanttocuddle on irc if you can!))

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Re: [center - love]

[antreegonist]

One is a memory of playing in the game with six stages, the one in which Three rebalanced herself, working with you and everyone else there; there's a sense that something serious is taking place, something big, but at the same time dressing the mannequins in jewelry is just fun. He likes you . . .

The second is a memory of slugging his way home with the rest of Sterling after the boat adventures, most of them working in a group to carry you after you fell asleep. He's very tired, and his head's spinning a bit with the events of the day, but -- knightdere knightdere fffondness.

Re: [center - love]

[hitlist]

I knew I didn't fly home! [ obviously this thought never occurred to her... ]

Thanks.

Re: [center - love]

[antreegonist]

♥