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☁ 002 | Welcome to... Bistro Feendrache?
Sender: Lyria
To: Open to everyone!
Subject: Passive dream recording
The scene opens up to a bustling restaurant; a well lit establishment with elegant lights hanging from the banisters, along with white cloths covering each flowered table. There's a feeling of warmth here. A comfortable, relaxing vibes that feels like a breath of fresh air the moment you step inside. Amongst the beaty of it all the staff is hurrying from one location to another. There are hurried whispers of a grand opening, and soon the guests will begin to arrive! There wasn't much time to waste!
You can feel a sense of both excitement and urgency boiling in the pit of your stomach. The restaurant— Bistro Feendrache— would soon be open to the public!
"Vane, stop goofing off and get back into the kitchen!" A sharp voice breaks through the indistinguishable chatter with a snap, causing a large man nearby to stiffen up.
"I'm going, I'm going!" The blonde man yells back, his tone drenched with grief. From the looks of it there was much to still prepare, and very little time to do it! "Lyria, can you help me with the last batch? It's almost time...!"
Almost as if on cue, Lyria emerge from behind a counter, already equipped with her handy-dandy apron and whisk!
"I'm ready to help wherever I can!" She chimes happily with determination. Everyone was given a specific task in order to help make sure the affairs before the opening would run smoothly, and being flexible was one of her duties! So with a cheer she'll race off to the kitchen to assist.
The scene flashes to the inside of the kitchen, where Lyria is pacing around looking at the different ingredients. She was so prepared before... but now? She seems a little worried.
"Hmm... he didn't give any specific directions about what to make, so what should it be? It's almost Valentine's Day so maybe... chocolate? Mochi? Oooh, I can't decide!"
But suddenly, a voice breaks her thoughts.
"Do you... need help decidin'?" It's deep. Dark. And a sudden chill floats through the once quiet backroom as the girl snaps her head in the direction of the sound. There's a corner of the room with no light and it's difficult to see beyond it expect a pair of bright yellow glowing eyes.
Eyes that were looking right at you.
Hesitant, Lyria takes a step back, frowning. "I- I do. But who are—"
Just before she can finish her sentence, the pair of eyes seem to be getting closer, and soon a form emerges from the shadows.
A form walking eerily closer to you.
Closer.... closer...
Before the figure appears beside her. It's soulless gaze never once leaving hers. Never blinking.
Yet, despite this, Lyria seems relieved.
"Oh, Vyrn! It's only you! You scared me for a second there." There is no response at first from the dragon(?), but the air around the room feeling... off. There's a sense of unpleasantness that drifts in here. However Lyria doesn't seem to mind as the scene continues with her taking hold of Vyrn(?)'s hand and guiding them to the cutting table.
"So what should we make?" She asks, about to reach for a couple of ingredients.
The scene pans upward, almost as if it was beginning to fade—
"How about the defeat of our enemies?"
—and begins to grows darker—
"... Huh?"
—before it fades completely.
To: Open to everyone!
Subject: Passive dream recording
The scene opens up to a bustling restaurant; a well lit establishment with elegant lights hanging from the banisters, along with white cloths covering each flowered table. There's a feeling of warmth here. A comfortable, relaxing vibes that feels like a breath of fresh air the moment you step inside. Amongst the beaty of it all the staff is hurrying from one location to another. There are hurried whispers of a grand opening, and soon the guests will begin to arrive! There wasn't much time to waste!
You can feel a sense of both excitement and urgency boiling in the pit of your stomach. The restaurant— Bistro Feendrache— would soon be open to the public!
"Vane, stop goofing off and get back into the kitchen!" A sharp voice breaks through the indistinguishable chatter with a snap, causing a large man nearby to stiffen up.
"I'm going, I'm going!" The blonde man yells back, his tone drenched with grief. From the looks of it there was much to still prepare, and very little time to do it! "Lyria, can you help me with the last batch? It's almost time...!"
Almost as if on cue, Lyria emerge from behind a counter, already equipped with her handy-dandy apron and whisk!
"I'm ready to help wherever I can!" She chimes happily with determination. Everyone was given a specific task in order to help make sure the affairs before the opening would run smoothly, and being flexible was one of her duties! So with a cheer she'll race off to the kitchen to assist.
The scene flashes to the inside of the kitchen, where Lyria is pacing around looking at the different ingredients. She was so prepared before... but now? She seems a little worried.
"Hmm... he didn't give any specific directions about what to make, so what should it be? It's almost Valentine's Day so maybe... chocolate? Mochi? Oooh, I can't decide!"
But suddenly, a voice breaks her thoughts.
"Do you... need help decidin'?" It's deep. Dark. And a sudden chill floats through the once quiet backroom as the girl snaps her head in the direction of the sound. There's a corner of the room with no light and it's difficult to see beyond it expect a pair of bright yellow glowing eyes.
Eyes that were looking right at you.
Hesitant, Lyria takes a step back, frowning. "I- I do. But who are—"
Just before she can finish her sentence, the pair of eyes seem to be getting closer, and soon a form emerges from the shadows.
A form walking eerily closer to you.
Closer.... closer...
Before the figure appears beside her. It's soulless gaze never once leaving hers. Never blinking.
Yet, despite this, Lyria seems relieved.
"Oh, Vyrn! It's only you! You scared me for a second there." There is no response at first from the dragon(?), but the air around the room feeling... off. There's a sense of unpleasantness that drifts in here. However Lyria doesn't seem to mind as the scene continues with her taking hold of Vyrn(?)'s hand and guiding them to the cutting table.
"So what should we make?" She asks, about to reach for a couple of ingredients.
The scene pans upward, almost as if it was beginning to fade—
"How about the defeat of our enemies?"
—and begins to grows darker—
"... Huh?"
—before it fades completely.
Sender: Helga Pataki
Good job having a brain twisted enough to come up with something good, [Hold on while she checks the sender's name.] Lyria.
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But... I don't think my brain is twisted!? That's something bad, isn't it?
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Like that loser Ferran, dreaming about his dead parents? Lame.]Unless you really do have another voice in your head, I wouldn't worry about it. Your enemies probably deserve it anyway.
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Well, I always try to keep positive thoughts and think of really nice things before I go to sleep! That usually helps my dreams not be to scary.
[ She's a ray of sunshine, she can't help it. ]
I don't think I have a voice in my head? But I can sometimes hear voices that others can't. That... doesn't count, does it?
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[SHE'S A SARCASTIC KILLJOY, SHE CAN'T HELP IT. /shot]
...What kind of voices?
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It could help you, too! Maybe! But... I'm not so sure belching pixie dust is a good thing.
[ She's not sure what half of those words mean!! ]
Well... not so much anymore, but back home I could hear the voices of "Primals" that lived in islands. Some of them were friendly, though!
sender: eustace
...
Until....]
Was that Vyrn?
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But something seemed a little different about him, don't you agree? Maybe he was tired.
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The others were the knights, weren't they?
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[ Aaahhh the boys. ]
Yes, they were! [ Her quill idles for a moment, the ink making a small blotch before she continues. ] It felt so real! Like I was right there, back at the restaurant with all of them. They were always so much fun to be around!
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There's a pause before he slowly writes—]
Are you missing them?
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Ah. ]
I have been dreaming about them a lot more. It might be because of all the holidays we've had recently.
[ She'll quickly add- ]
But don't worry! I'm okay!
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You don't have to hide it, Lyria.
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I know that! I know that I can talk to you about anything, Eustace.
You're a wonderful listener! ❤️
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So you know it... But will you?
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[ She'll let the words sit for another moment, before scribbling down- ]
I do end up getting homesick from time to time, especially around this time of year, but I think that's normal. So I don't want to come to you every time I feel a little bit sad— I've learned to be brave because of you!
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sender: beat
yo if i was you i aint gonna take advice from a creepy bear thing
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[ Silly Beat!! So many worries for no reason!! ]
He's actually a dragon! Though... he does usually look a bit different than this.
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thought for sure it was some kinda moving doll or something
[Why are you surprised, Beat? Your friend's psyche was literally a moving stuffed cat.]
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But dragons can be round or pointy! You've met a dragon before, haven't you?
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me and link tried to ride em
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Tried to? Hehe, I hope they weren't mad at you for doing that!
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guess they thought we was gonna be a pain in the ass
could say the same for them though
[Literally.]
might be easier to ride on your friend yo
if he was bigger and all that
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But I think if I was smaller he would let me ride him— Vyrn is very friendly! Maybe if there's someway to maybe myself super duper tiny.... like a doll! Just like you mentioned!
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dunno anything about making someone tiny but hey if he gonna let you thatd be tight yo
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