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Okay, well, I don't know about the rest of you, but I will say that personally I can afford to be somewhat active this holiday season, and I'd much prefer to get the game going then wait around more.
I am going out of town today for early Christmas with some relatives. Limited internet connection. I will be as active as I can. Just a heads up!
I'll just be hanging around until I am given something to respond to... =P If this isn't met by Tuesday, I may require a plan B here. But I am checking regularly, I am here, don't worry.
Another vote for B here!
I am certainly still interested. Also I'm so sorry to hear that, Lyrix.
I wanted so badly not to laugh at that but I will admit it got me.
"And what makes you think there is a way out?" Saniya pointed out. "It's a dream. Dream-logic applies. Oh, wait, you wouldn't know that, would you?" She did follow him, though, not because she was particularly convinced that north was a way out, but more because she was concerned that something large was going to sneak up on them and she might be given more time to run if it mauled him first. Monsters were not an uncommon occurrence in her dreams.
"Anyway," she added, "dreams would have to be awfully literal to only contain the people that we know. But in this case, it doesn't matter if you know me, but that I know you, as you are my dream. Since I don't, I think we can safely skip over the rest of the 'who are you' bit and move on to getting whatever this is over with." She waved an impatient hand at their surroundings.
"Anyway," she added, "dreams would have to be awfully literal to only contain the people that we know. But in this case, it doesn't matter if you know me, but that I know you, as you are my dream. Since I don't, I think we can safely skip over the rest of the 'who are you' bit and move on to getting whatever this is over with." She waved an impatient hand at their surroundings.
The young man's direction shifted, and the sense of aimlessness vanished as he walked toward her. "Aaaand you saw me," Saniya muttered under her breath, crossing her arms. "Awesome." She still did not move toward him or away, debating what she wanted to do and wondering why her subconscious had decided to file "short guy with blue bracelet" in with "decrepit industrial buildings". On the one hand, something about this dream deeply unsettled her, and some company might do her good. But ultimately, no version of Saniya had ever been what you might call a "people-person". Making up her mind, Saniya waved her hand dismissively at him to make the stranger disappear.
He did not. Saniya cursed under her breath. She had never been very good at controlling her dreams, even when she was fully aware of them. The best that she could usually do was to sway the odds in favor of what she wanted, rather than make something happen outright. Her therapist said it was something about perceived helplessness and a low self-esteem becoming a self-fulfilling prophecy. While awake, Saniya felt this was a reasonable explanation. Here, she thought it was a load of crap. Well, fine, if she could not make him go away...
"What are you supposed to be, then?" she called as soon as the boy was within earshot. In the relative silence of this place, Saniya's clear and distinctly female voice seemed nearly deafening. "A projection of my secret desire to be a dwarf?" She recognized that this was not particularly fair. He was only a few inches shorter than she was. Then again, no one had ever accused Saniya of being fair.
He did not. Saniya cursed under her breath. She had never been very good at controlling her dreams, even when she was fully aware of them. The best that she could usually do was to sway the odds in favor of what she wanted, rather than make something happen outright. Her therapist said it was something about perceived helplessness and a low self-esteem becoming a self-fulfilling prophecy. While awake, Saniya felt this was a reasonable explanation. Here, she thought it was a load of crap. Well, fine, if she could not make him go away...
"What are you supposed to be, then?" she called as soon as the boy was within earshot. In the relative silence of this place, Saniya's clear and distinctly female voice seemed nearly deafening. "A projection of my secret desire to be a dwarf?" She recognized that this was not particularly fair. He was only a few inches shorter than she was. Then again, no one had ever accused Saniya of being fair.
Truth be told, Saniya was afraid of many things. The dark had never been one of them, not even when she was a child. The darkness that came in dreams was even less intimidating, because even in lucid dreams she always had a vague sense of where everything was. It was the same as searching a set of drawers while dreaming; Saniya was never truly surprised by what she found because her own subconscious was the one that created it. It was precisely for this reason that when Saniya opened her eyes to the pitch black room that she fought the urge to panic in the dark for the first time - not because the dark was frightening, but because she was asleep and could not sense what was around her.
Saniya took a step forward and promptly stubbed her toe on something very hard and metallic. Swearing angrily, she backed up instead to find herself with her back pressed flat against the wall. It took Saniya a moment to recognize this as the blessing that it was, then she scuttled quickly along, hugging the wall as she traced her hands over it, searching for any method of escape. The doorknob rattled slightly as she tapped it with the side of her hand. Her breath caught in her throat, and she turned to face what must be the door in front of her.'Please,' she thought, and it occurred to her how stupid this was to think, given that this was a dream. Something told her that if this door was locked, she was in trouble. Thankfully, the door swung open, and a gust of fresh air welcomed Saniya into the complex.
The very first thing that the young woman did was examine herself. She inspected her hands carefully, rubbed one carefully over her facial features, and then patted her chest. "One of those, huh?" she remarked to herself under her breath, as was her habit in these dreams. It was only then that she took a look at her surroundings, only to find them utterly unfamiliar. "That's... new," the young woman observed, a slight frown creasing her expression as she wondered why she would have dreamed this. A slight movement out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. She glanced over to see a.. was that a man or a boy? She would have thought a man, save for his diminutive height. He was wandering, seemingly aimless, through the dilapidated buildings. Saniya's frown deepened. He was new, too.
The young woman (though not at all as young as she looked) did not call to him, but she made no move to hide herself, either. Instead she waited, and watched.
Saniya took a step forward and promptly stubbed her toe on something very hard and metallic. Swearing angrily, she backed up instead to find herself with her back pressed flat against the wall. It took Saniya a moment to recognize this as the blessing that it was, then she scuttled quickly along, hugging the wall as she traced her hands over it, searching for any method of escape. The doorknob rattled slightly as she tapped it with the side of her hand. Her breath caught in her throat, and she turned to face what must be the door in front of her.'Please,' she thought, and it occurred to her how stupid this was to think, given that this was a dream. Something told her that if this door was locked, she was in trouble. Thankfully, the door swung open, and a gust of fresh air welcomed Saniya into the complex.
The very first thing that the young woman did was examine herself. She inspected her hands carefully, rubbed one carefully over her facial features, and then patted her chest. "One of those, huh?" she remarked to herself under her breath, as was her habit in these dreams. It was only then that she took a look at her surroundings, only to find them utterly unfamiliar. "That's... new," the young woman observed, a slight frown creasing her expression as she wondered why she would have dreamed this. A slight movement out of the corner of her eye caught her attention. She glanced over to see a.. was that a man or a boy? She would have thought a man, save for his diminutive height. He was wandering, seemingly aimless, through the dilapidated buildings. Saniya's frown deepened. He was new, too.
The young woman (though not at all as young as she looked) did not call to him, but she made no move to hide herself, either. Instead she waited, and watched.
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