[center][hr][hr][h1][b][color=9e005d]Constantin Kolev[/color][/b][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/7abab444934e1f8f30e883bdad0f71a0/tumblr_nrisnnDhEA1rmcs4lo6_500.gif[/img]
[hr][b][color=9e005d]Location:[/color][/b]  Regalia's Ship
[b][color=9e005d]Skills:[/color][/b] Tretiy Glaz(passive), Fal'shbort(passive)[hr][/center]

 	After the rather action packed adventure and the nose breaking schenanigans, Constantin felt a well deserved need for a nap. Which also doubled as a good way to get inside the ship and not look at all the deep waters about the place. He had hopped to the chance of the nap and was actually grateful the loony German managed to go down without injuring himself. You never knew... considering Vlad just broke his nose like 4 times or so in such a short span and he was usually the stable footed one.

	At least his dreams were rather calm. He didn't really dream any nightmares or overly sweet dreams. It was a usual dream mixture of 1 part sensible things, 2 parts nonsense physics and 2 parts loose story points that come and go randomly.

	Well that was at least how he would have vaguely remember it once he woke up. For his sleeping mind it all made the most perfect of sense! Like how he started dancing on the ship then suddenly everything was on fire and the deep water got evaporated or something because his feet were just that heated from all the fire dancing. Also there was a wild Veta and Vlad who were doing their own things like riding Myshka while jumping on flying fishes and well faceplanting into a brick wall... that was in the middle of owhere cause well the ocean went poof. Ahh the good old dreams that didn't make much sense once you thought about it. Especially when the fact Veta was dressed like a rusalka, but that will be kept to himself even if he remembers it once he wakes up.