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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: 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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[ okay maybe Eustace was right. Maybe talking about this more was making her a little homesick. But she did like remembering…! ]
I’m sure there’s a way to do it here, but without Vyrn that would be a little difficult.
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flying back home means you gotta get on an airplane and that shits expensive
i mean we can ask the dragons up top if they down
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Is it? Oh no, I'm so sorry! Next time we have the opportunity to go into the sky, I want to take you with me!
[ ...
wait hold on ]
if the dragons are up... how can they be down at the same time?
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you and mes gonna do some pretty sick shit if we get up there
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...cause they still gonna be up on the island if they say yeah
[But where is down in this explanation, Beat?]
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Yes!! Lots of sick things!
Like... cough? Or blow our noses!
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But if they're up on the island how do they get down from it?
[ Oh no. Ooooh no. ]
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[Why aren't you getting this, Lyria?!]
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But then they're down and not up? What if they don't want to be down?
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[Yeah, that sounds about right. Unfortunate, but true.]
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wow Beat you're a genius. ]
Of course! We can't force the dragons to do anything they wouldn't want to do!
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aint gonna be none of that in this house
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only cause they aint gonna fit there
itd be a different story if they can get small like your friend
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It would be difficult for Vyrn too if he was that big... but maybe one day you'll be able to meet him! He's very door friendly, I assure you.
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