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[somnonauts]

((I SWEAR IM NOT IN COLLEGE SENDING YOU THIS RIGHT NOW eUe)) *You figured you have put this off long enough, it's about time you had a talk to Dreamy about Nightmare. You can only hope that this won't end terribly. You give a knock on hir door, calling through. Though you are fairly sure you could just walk in if you wanted to, it was a force if habit* anDromeDa, may i come in?

*You’re curled up in a little ball on your couch, latched onto an old beat-up stuffed rabbit. You’d been taking a little nap; you know, if naps lasted for eight or nine hours. The knock on your door drags you back to reality, and you let out a quiet, confused groan at the sound. It takes a moment for you to recognize Rory’s voice, but when you do, you yawn and sleepily call back out to him.*

Go aheeeead… The door’s open…

[somnonauts]

*You move to press a kiss to his cheek in return before laying your head on his shoulder and sighing softly.*

… So he just… Saw a hot coffee pot and decided it was a good idea to touch it. What, did he like… Sneak over to it as if you wouldn’t see like an actual cat?

[wholockfandomrp]

*You gently rest your head against hirs and nod.*

baSically...i juSt...i Sat anD WatcHeD, Waiting for it to finiSH breWing anD oop, tHere He WaS.... peering over tHe eDge of a counter So curiouSly like a little kitty....anD tHe next tHing i knoW i See Him grabbing tHe pot only to burn HimSelf....

[somnonauts]

((I SWEAR IM NOT IN COLLEGE SENDING YOU THIS RIGHT NOW eUe)) *You figured you have put this off long enough, it's about time you had a talk to Dreamy about Nightmare. You can only hope that this won't end terribly. You give a knock on hir door, calling through. Though you are fairly sure you could just walk in if you wanted to, it was a force if habit* anDromeDa, may i come in?

*You’re curled up in a little ball on your couch, latched onto an old beat-up stuffed rabbit. You’d been taking a little nap; you know, if naps lasted for eight or nine hours. The knock on your door drags you back to reality, and you let out a quiet, confused groan at the sound. It takes a moment for you to recognize Rory’s voice, but when you do, you yawn and sleepily call back out to him.*

Go aheeeead… The door’s open…

[somnonauts]

*You let your eyes fall shut as you move to hug his side.*

… Okay… Thank you, Rory…

[wholockfandomrp]

*You softly kiss hir cheek and nuzzle gently.*

you are more tHan Welcome Dreamy....

[somnonauts]

((I SWEAR IM NOT IN COLLEGE SENDING YOU THIS RIGHT NOW eUe)) *You figured you have put this off long enough, it's about time you had a talk to Dreamy about Nightmare. You can only hope that this won't end terribly. You give a knock on hir door, calling through. Though you are fairly sure you could just walk in if you wanted to, it was a force if habit* anDromeDa, may i come in?

*You’re curled up in a little ball on your couch, latched onto an old beat-up stuffed rabbit. You’d been taking a little nap; you know, if naps lasted for eight or nine hours. The knock on your door drags you back to reality, and you let out a quiet, confused groan at the sound. It takes a moment for you to recognize Rory’s voice, but when you do, you yawn and sleepily call back out to him.*

Go aheeeead… The door’s open…

[somnonauts]

*You breathe a soft sigh and lean over against his side, taking a moment to think.*

… If you’re there, I… I think I can handle a confrontation in person…

[wholockfandomrp]

*You wrap an arm around hir, and brush your fingers through the tangled jungle of hair.*

if you neeD me tHere, tHen i SHall be tHere.... you juSt... let me knoW WHen you'll be reaDy to Do tHat okay?

[somnonauts]

((I SWEAR IM NOT IN COLLEGE SENDING YOU THIS RIGHT NOW eUe)) *You figured you have put this off long enough, it's about time you had a talk to Dreamy about Nightmare. You can only hope that this won't end terribly. You give a knock on hir door, calling through. Though you are fairly sure you could just walk in if you wanted to, it was a force if habit* anDromeDa, may i come in?

*You’re curled up in a little ball on your couch, latched onto an old beat-up stuffed rabbit. You’d been taking a little nap; you know, if naps lasted for eight or nine hours. The knock on your door drags you back to reality, and you let out a quiet, confused groan at the sound. It takes a moment for you to recognize Rory’s voice, but when you do, you yawn and sleepily call back out to him.*

Go aheeeead… The door’s open…

[somnonauts]

*You slowly nod, glancing down at your hands for a moment before looking back at him.*

Even with all he’s done… He… He is still my brother… And if he really wants to change, then… Given the circumstances with his newfound emotions and the like… Then he can have another chance…

… I’m just worried because… I’m glad he’s been respectful toward you, but I feel as though he may not do the same for me… He may be better now, but… I just want to be sure.

[wholockfandomrp]

*You shift on your feet, moving to sit beside hir on the couch.*

yeaH.... i unDerStanD... tHat'S fine...but you migHt be SurpriSeD..... WoulD you... WoulD you like to meet Him Sometime Soon maybe? or perHapS.... if not in perSon, if you are not comfortable WitH tHat.... tHen maybe tHrougH Some Sort of viDeo cHat... i mean i'm Sure i can get you botH Set up to uSe it... anD you coulD at leaSt me tHat Way... WitHout Having to actually be in tHe Same pHySical proximity?

[somnonauts]

((I SWEAR IM NOT IN COLLEGE SENDING YOU THIS RIGHT NOW eUe)) *You figured you have put this off long enough, it's about time you had a talk to Dreamy about Nightmare. You can only hope that this won't end terribly. You give a knock on hir door, calling through. Though you are fairly sure you could just walk in if you wanted to, it was a force if habit* anDromeDa, may i come in?

*You’re curled up in a little ball on your couch, latched onto an old beat-up stuffed rabbit. You’d been taking a little nap; you know, if naps lasted for eight or nine hours. The knock on your door drags you back to reality, and you let out a quiet, confused groan at the sound. It takes a moment for you to recognize Rory’s voice, but when you do, you yawn and sleepily call back out to him.*

Go aheeeead… The door’s open…

[somnonauts]

*You frown and tilt your head slightly.*

… If… And only /if/ he proves to be much less aggressive than before… Then I have a spare room here he could use… At least then he could have a proper home… And protection from others should they come here and try to hurt him…

[wholockfandomrp]

*You nod once more, giving an appreciative smile.*

i unDerStanD..... i Don't knoW WHat proof i can offer you noW, aSiDe from WHat i've alreaDy tolD you, anD concernS He'S expreSSeD for me anD my pHobia... given HiS planet HappenS to contain.... a lot of relevance to tHingS tHat fit unDer tHat circumStance, but He'S been Wary of keeping me Safe from encounter.... but i SuppoSe WitH a little more time, more proof coulD be proviDeD. i Won't ruSH you or you DeciSionS.... in you place i probably WoulDn't be very Welcoming eitHer of HiS preSence in my Home....

.....but regarDleSS... tHank-you... for giving Him a cHance.

[somnonauts]

((I SWEAR IM NOT IN COLLEGE SENDING YOU THIS RIGHT NOW eUe)) *You figured you have put this off long enough, it's about time you had a talk to Dreamy about Nightmare. You can only hope that this won't end terribly. You give a knock on hir door, calling through. Though you are fairly sure you could just walk in if you wanted to, it was a force if habit* anDromeDa, may i come in?

*You’re curled up in a little ball on your couch, latched onto an old beat-up stuffed rabbit. You’d been taking a little nap; you know, if naps lasted for eight or nine hours. The knock on your door drags you back to reality, and you let out a quiet, confused groan at the sound. It takes a moment for you to recognize Rory’s voice, but when you do, you yawn and sleepily call back out to him.*

Go aheeeead… The door’s open…

[somnonauts]

*You shrug your shoulders and yawn.*

Just something Lee showed me… I think it was a clip from… uhm… Gravity… Falls. Yeah, that was it…

*You’re still for a moment before knitting your brows together.*

Maybe he just needs to stay where he’ll be supervised more often…? I’m assuming he’s on his land right now…

[wholockfandomrp]

aH. 

*You think for a moment before nodding.*

i... i Do believe So, laSt i cHeckeD He WaS anyWay... but if He'S curiouS, anD WitH HiS poWerS, i'm pretty Sure He'll be prone to WanDer.... WHicH iS WHy i Worry... more tHan juSt tHe StupiD actionS but tHe people He'll meet... Some knoW of Him from you anD Will turn on Him... not tHat i blame tHem...

but i really Don't Want tHem cruSHing WHat Hope tHere iS to Helping Him, anD Helping you from not ever Having to Worry about Him like tHat again.... i mean tHey alreaDy Have, anD He'S... He'S not WitHout a very SenSitive Heart anymore WHen it comeS to WHat He'S Done... anD in tHat, He'S very vulnerable, anD very... breakable... 

[somnonauts]

((I SWEAR IM NOT IN COLLEGE SENDING YOU THIS RIGHT NOW eUe)) *You figured you have put this off long enough, it's about time you had a talk to Dreamy about Nightmare. You can only hope that this won't end terribly. You give a knock on hir door, calling through. Though you are fairly sure you could just walk in if you wanted to, it was a force if habit* anDromeDa, may i come in?

*You’re curled up in a little ball on your couch, latched onto an old beat-up stuffed rabbit. You’d been taking a little nap; you know, if naps lasted for eight or nine hours. The knock on your door drags you back to reality, and you let out a quiet, confused groan at the sound. It takes a moment for you to recognize Rory’s voice, but when you do, you yawn and sleepily call back out to him.*

Go aheeeead… The door’s open…

[somnonauts]

Oh, Jesus…

*You giggle and shake your head as you lean back into the couch.*

He should be under constant watch… The next thing you know, he’ll probably be jabbing forks into his arms and just going, “wow, these arms sure are durable!”

[wholockfandomrp]

i knoW!

*You chuckle, before pausing and knitting your brow*

i.... i am ninety-eigHt percent Sure tHat.. tHat'S a reference to SometHing... but i've got notHing.

*You shrug, and let your lips form a dumb grin.*

inDeeD inDeeD. i neeD a pHoboS alert SyStem, to notify me WHen He'S about to Do SometHing ratHer StupiD. 

or WHen Someone elSe iS....

*You frown thoughtfully, now realizing someone could possibly tempt him into doing stupid things too. Well... you hope he wouldn't be so subjective to that...*

[somnonauts]

((I SWEAR IM NOT IN COLLEGE SENDING YOU THIS RIGHT NOW eUe)) *You figured you have put this off long enough, it's about time you had a talk to Dreamy about Nightmare. You can only hope that this won't end terribly. You give a knock on hir door, calling through. Though you are fairly sure you could just walk in if you wanted to, it was a force if habit* anDromeDa, may i come in?

*You’re curled up in a little ball on your couch, latched onto an old beat-up stuffed rabbit. You’d been taking a little nap; you know, if naps lasted for eight or nine hours. The knock on your door drags you back to reality, and you let out a quiet, confused groan at the sound. It takes a moment for you to recognize Rory’s voice, but when you do, you yawn and sleepily call back out to him.*

Go aheeeead… The door’s open…

[somnonauts]

*You raise your brows in surprise. You can’t help but let out a soft laugh. You’re still a little… scratch that, very uneasy about Phobos’s return, but hearing things like that is enough to lighten things up at least a little bit.*

He… Oh my god, he really is a cat… What the hell was even going through his mind for him to do that…?

Something like… “Oh… Oh hey… That thing smells good and it’s steamy… Must be hot… I’m gonna touch it so hard.”

[wholockfandomrp]

*You giggle a bit nodding with a shrug. It's good xe seems to be relaxing... well, at least the ever tiniest bit more.*

i Haven't tHe SligHteSt, but tHat iSn't even Half of it. from tHe lack of HiS oWn pHySical experience, HiS naivety to even Some of tHe baSicS of living iS aStounDing.

He iS neW to pHySical contact, anD finDS a lot of it WeirD like, Hugging, or cuDDling, anD tHingS like tHat.

HiS StomacH WaS groWling anD i HaD to kinD of explain fooD iS a neeDing tHing for a boDy. i WaS So So very glaD tHat He unDerStanDS tHe conceptS of uSing tHe batHroom tHougH... not SometHing i really Want to teacH. but i Went to finD Him fooD, He founD bacon...anD juSt..StarteD eating it raW. 

He ate one of HiS conSortS becauSe He tHougHt it WaS an okay fooD Source...

getting Him to lay DoWn on graSS WaS kinD of funny.

i once caugHt Him playing WitH matcHeS....goD knoWS WHat elSe He DoeS WHen i'm not looking. 

i can't Wait until i try to introDuce Him to tecHnology, noW tHat Will be fun to See... you Were neW to it, anD tHat WaS intereSting.... 

[somnonauts]

((I SWEAR IM NOT IN COLLEGE SENDING YOU THIS RIGHT NOW eUe)) *You figured you have put this off long enough, it's about time you had a talk to Dreamy about Nightmare. You can only hope that this won't end terribly. You give a knock on hir door, calling through. Though you are fairly sure you could just walk in if you wanted to, it was a force if habit* anDromeDa, may i come in?

*You’re curled up in a little ball on your couch, latched onto an old beat-up stuffed rabbit. You’d been taking a little nap; you know, if naps lasted for eight or nine hours. The knock on your door drags you back to reality, and you let out a quiet, confused groan at the sound. It takes a moment for you to recognize Rory’s voice, but when you do, you yawn and sleepily call back out to him.*

Go aheeeead… The door’s open…

[somnonauts]

*You’re completely silent as he speaks, doing your best to understand everything he says. Your sleepy stupor makes it a bit more difficult to do so than it needs to be, but this is much too serious of a conversation to only tune in to one or two things he says. You do everything you can to keep yourself focused, analyzing every word he says, the tone of his voice, and his expression. You do your best to think logically instead of letting your emotions get in the way for now— you can’t just make your response without keeping a lot of this information in mind, after all. You need to be rational.*

*You don’t say anything for what feels like maybe one or two minutes; enough time for you to have fallen asleep if you’d not been paying enough attention, but luckily your thoughts are moving quickly enough to keep you from relaxing.*

*When you finally speak up, your tone is wary, but the terrified tone you’d had from just before has faded away.*

… I… 

… I trust you, sweetie, but… 

*You purse your lips and look down at your hands, thinking just a bit more.*

My… My trust in you and my distrust in Phobos are close enough to nearly cancel each other out… 

… But you seem… absolutely serious about this… And… I hate to say it, but you… do bring up some good points…

*You take a deep breath and raise one of your hands up to run it through your hair. Was Phobos really just behaving as a child with too much power this whole time…? If that’s the case, then… Oh, you should’ve just been so much kinder with him, or you could have prevented oh, so much.*

… If you’re sure, dear, then… 

*You shrug and shake your head, finding it hard to believe what you’re saying yourself..*

Then okay. I… There’s no way I can forgive what he’s done to me before, but… I suppose he could say the same for me…

… Just… Be careful, Rory… Okay…? 

*You severely doubt that you will be going to see your counterpart any time soon. The unforgivable things he’d done to you in the past were always far too harsh for you to handle. But even with that… If all that Rory says is true, then you may even be able to be on good terms with Phobos someday. Who knows.*

[wholockfandomrp]

*You relax with a soft sigh, a warm reassuring smile finding it's way to sprawl across your lips. You are very grateful that, despite every obvious reason to be absolutely terrified still, and possibly even very angry with you, xe is willing enough to listen to reason and still trusts you enough to let you try.*

okay... okay i promiSe i Will be careful... anD... if it Will put you at anymore eaSe i can keep you upDateD aS to WHat He'S been up to? Help maybe fuel tHat proof an iDea tHat He'S trying HarD to be Different noW? i mean recently He'S been more of a neWborne neeDing to be WatcHeD or leSt get HimSelf into trouble to be HarmeD out of Some... profounD curioSity. anD not quite unDerStanDing HoW to take care of HiS boDy yet, or HanDle a lot of tHe neW emotionS. i mean it WaSn't long after i brougHt Him back tHat He burneD HimSelf WitH a coffee pot becauSe He'S a curiouS little cat. ScratcH tHat, big... big cat. He iS tall. mucH tall, very lengtHy.

[somnonauts]

((I SWEAR IM NOT IN COLLEGE SENDING YOU THIS RIGHT NOW eUe)) *You figured you have put this off long enough, it's about time you had a talk to Dreamy about Nightmare. You can only hope that this won't end terribly. You give a knock on hir door, calling through. Though you are fairly sure you could just walk in if you wanted to, it was a force if habit* anDromeDa, may i come in?

*You’re curled up in a little ball on your couch, latched onto an old beat-up stuffed rabbit. You’d been taking a little nap; you know, if naps lasted for eight or nine hours. The knock on your door drags you back to reality, and you let out a quiet, confused groan at the sound. It takes a moment for you to recognize Rory’s voice, but when you do, you yawn and sleepily call back out to him.*

Go aheeeead… The door’s open…

[somnonauts]

- *You open your eyes wide, looking more terrified by the news than anything. Are you mad, though? … Well.*

*You part your lips to speak, just sputtering for a moment before speaking more clearly.*

Y- y- you what…?!

*He’s still alive. Oh god. Oh god, you thought he was dead. You’d finally calmed down from his last… outburst, but oh fuck. If he’s alive, he’s going to come after you.*

Wh- why on Earth would you do that…?! Wha- at if he t- tries to get back at me again?! 

*Your thoughts begin to move more rapidly than they normally do, and you feel like you might just panic as one idea stands out from the rest.*

He— he could’ve gone and t- tried to kill you! Or— or torture you! He’s d- done it in one of my nightmares before, what if he t- tries to do that in real life…?! Y- you can’t just bring a mo- onster like him back to life, Rory…!!

[wholockfandomrp]

*Okay, okay, now would be a great time to throw out your reasons and explanations too. You quickly stumble over yourself to try and make your sense to the now unnerved fandom before you.*

i promiSe you, croSS my HeartS, you are in no Danger at all anDromeDa.

i-...you See-.... okay tHe Day i killeD pHoboS, i HaD a Dream later on about, anD it juSt Seem to coinciDental to be ignoreD given i WaS Dealing WitH botH you anD pHoboS, WHicH Were beingS of tHe Surreal ScapeS of tHe unconSciouS minD. it SeemeD... i gueSS a bit propHetic iS WHat tHe feeling i got from it. tHat anD WHat i SaW reminDeD me of a very very Similar Situation to Someone elSe i kneW, anD i figureD it HaD to be WortH SometHing to try. you're rigHt He coulD Have... but He DiDn't.

more So, WHen i faceD Him to kill Him.. He... He juSt... out of my analytical proWreSS anD intuition, notHing about Him really SeemeD to fit tHe nigHtmare one WoulD Have firgueD in you kneW. 

but aSiDe from tHat, i reviveD him, He'S been alive for aWHile noW, anD i've kept WatcH over Him, anD i aSSure, you are in no Danger, anD nietHer am i. He tormenteD you  Dreamy, becauSe He WaS trapteD, anD He WaS jealouS. He WaS trapteD inSiDe your minD, cut off from everyone elSe, HiS oWn experience, HiS oWn frienDS, HiS oWn family, anD ratHer StupiDly took tHoSe fruStrationS anD lonelineSS out on you becauSe He never conSiDereD talking to you WitH reaSon WoulD Have been an option. He felt anD WaS treateD like a monSter from tHe Start. He WaS anD iS Still very cHilDiSH.... it'S no excuSe for WHat He'S Done, anD i in no Way SHape or form expect you to even conSiDer forgiving Him, but.. .but He'S free... He HaS HiS oWn boDy noW, He HaS HiS oWn room to be HimSelf, anD He'S not DeStineD to be trapteD inSiDe your HeaD all over again.

Since He'S been out, anD i brougHt Him back... We've Done a lot of talking.. anD i've been WatcHing Him.... He'S... He'S loSt. He HaS no purpoSe anymore, becauSe He iS finally free, anD tHere iS no reaSon to Hurt you or anyone elSe becauSe of tHat anymore.. He HaS emotionS, He HaS regret, Doubt, fear, everytHing tHat kept Him from Stopping before becauSe He DiDn't really experience tHem aS HiS oWn conSciouSneSS... He DoeSn't Want to Hurt anyone anymore.

He WantS to Do better, He WantS to cHange, Dreamy. anD i believe He can, He juSt neeDS Help, anD to be puSHeD tHe rigHt Way... anD tHat'S WHat i'm Doing... even tHougH everyone elSe HaS been trying to puSH anD conDem Him aS a monSter... making Him tHink He can't ever Have tHe cHoice to be Different anD tHat Will only leaD Him back to Hurting otHerS anD you becauSe He'll tHink He can't be anytHing more... 

but He can, i believe in Him. i really Do. i mean He'S even trieD to look out for me... He'S.. He'S very... "Human" noW.... anD it DoeSn't excuSe Him from HiS actionS, no, but He WantS to Do more tHan tHat noW....make up for everytHing He HaS fuckeD up. 

anD i promiSe you, if you truSt anytHing i Say, or me aS your frienD, He Will not Hurt you, anD He Will not Hurt me. i SWear on WHatever flimSy Honor i Have, tHat He iSn't tHe pHoboS you kneW... anD i juSt aSk you truSt me in tHiS....

*You fall silent, looking at hir dead seriously at the last bits of your rant. You are trying to convey your message to hir, if not by your excessive words xe may not all pick up or process, then by your expressions and your tone. You are very definite in the belief of what you say, ...and in Phobos.*

[somnonauts]

((I SWEAR IM NOT IN COLLEGE SENDING YOU THIS RIGHT NOW eUe)) *You figured you have put this off long enough, it's about time you had a talk to Dreamy about Nightmare. You can only hope that this won't end terribly. You give a knock on hir door, calling through. Though you are fairly sure you could just walk in if you wanted to, it was a force if habit* anDromeDa, may i come in?

*You’re curled up in a little ball on your couch, latched onto an old beat-up stuffed rabbit. You’d been taking a little nap; you know, if naps lasted for eight or nine hours. The knock on your door drags you back to reality, and you let out a quiet, confused groan at the sound. It takes a moment for you to recognize Rory’s voice, but when you do, you yawn and sleepily call back out to him.*

Go aheeeead… The door’s open…

[somnonauts]

…

*You knit your brows together and frown just a bit. So you were right… Geeze, you wish you could at least tell what was going on right away so he wouldn’t feel so awkward about saying… whatever it is.*

*… Or would that just make things worse? You’re not sure.*

Well… I’m sure it’ll be fine, sweetie… What is it…?

[wholockfandomrp]

*You part you lips to speak, but close them taking a moment to puzzle through how to word what you want to say exactly, letting your eyes drift to your feet. With a sigh you look back up and hesitantly try to put the words out of your mouth, knowing that if you stayed quiet until you had your perfect answer, that was going to be a very long time.*

i'm not So Sure.... you See.. it'S.... it'S about pHoboS... anD SometHing you are not quite aWare of...

*Your voice starts to trail into silence, but deciding it's best to throw it out there before you lose heart to tell hir, you spew it out rather quickly. Quietly wincing in anticipation of the reaction.*

HeiSn'tDeaDibrougHtHimbacktolife.....

[somnonauts]

((I SWEAR IM NOT IN COLLEGE SENDING YOU THIS RIGHT NOW eUe)) *You figured you have put this off long enough, it's about time you had a talk to Dreamy about Nightmare. You can only hope that this won't end terribly. You give a knock on hir door, calling through. Though you are fairly sure you could just walk in if you wanted to, it was a force if habit* anDromeDa, may i come in?

*You’re curled up in a little ball on your couch, latched onto an old beat-up stuffed rabbit. You’d been taking a little nap; you know, if naps lasted for eight or nine hours. The knock on your door drags you back to reality, and you let out a quiet, confused groan at the sound. It takes a moment for you to recognize Rory’s voice, but when you do, you yawn and sleepily call back out to him.*

Go aheeeead… The door’s open…

[somnonauts]

Nooooo… We need the gummies… The other places don’t even pay us minimum wage………..

*You can’t help but giggle as he messes with your hair. You don’t even have to see yourself to tell that your bedhead is only getting worse.*

*You raise your hands up and ball them up into fists, rubbing your eyes a bit before yawning. You just can’t get rid of the feeling that there’s something wrong with your friend. It seems like he’s… anxious? Yes, you think that’s it. After wiping the sleep out of your eyes, you lower your hands and focus your vision on the other. Your newly clear vision allows you to see his idle fidgeting.*

… Is… Is there something wrong, Rory…?

[wholockfandomrp]

*Oh, looks like it's too  late for you to approach it yourself. If you were attentive, you would have recalled xe was a seer and could pick up on a lot of emotions going through people, and as always, has been keen to sense yours even when you lie... Which is almost always. *

*You retreat from your friendly attitude to a more timid one, chewing your lip quietly, letting your hands twist and untwist the material of the scarf between them. You were aware it would be rather pointless to put forth effort into a facade of colleced and calmness, aside from hir being able to pick up your little anxious habits, but given hir connection with being a seer.*

um.... actually yeS... Sort of.... tHere iS SometHing i came Here to talk to you about, Since it'S about time i DiD. i... i Don't tHink you migHt be very pleaSe about it tHougH...

[somnonauts]

((I SWEAR IM NOT IN COLLEGE SENDING YOU THIS RIGHT NOW eUe)) *You figured you have put this off long enough, it's about time you had a talk to Dreamy about Nightmare. You can only hope that this won't end terribly. You give a knock on hir door, calling through. Though you are fairly sure you could just walk in if you wanted to, it was a force if habit* anDromeDa, may i come in?

*You’re curled up in a little ball on your couch, latched onto an old beat-up stuffed rabbit. You’d been taking a little nap; you know, if naps lasted for eight or nine hours. The knock on your door drags you back to reality, and you let out a quiet, confused groan at the sound. It takes a moment for you to recognize Rory’s voice, but when you do, you yawn and sleepily call back out to him.*

Go aheeeead… The door’s open…

[somnonauts]

*You slowly sit up, revealing your out-of-control bedhead. One side is fine, but the one you were laying on is just a mess. Honestly? Not even that truly captures the disarray.*

Aaaahhh, noooo… Don’t fire meeee… I need the gummies to support my familyyyyy…

*A soft giggle slips passed your lips as you hug the plush close to your chest, leaning back into the couch. Your vision is still a bit blurry, but you feel like there’s something… off about the other. You suppose it’s your Seer powers at work right now, but you can’t be entirely sure of his condition until you can wipe the sleep out of your eyes.* 

[wholockfandomrp]

*You raise a brown, snickering softly at the unruly side of hir hair, reaching out to absently fuss over it, trying to sort out the behead xe had going on.*

no no, i'm Sorry. you anD your family Will juSt Have to gummy elSeWHere. i'm very Sorry. 

*After a few minutes, you give up on the behead, effectively making it seem worse than it did before, having only ruffled up the not so messy side in the process. Your hands withdraw and resume their fidgety actions.*

*Perhaps you should just approach this a touch bluntly? Be to the point, but somewhat sensitive of the situation....that... might work....or not.*

[somnonauts]

((I SWEAR IM NOT IN COLLEGE SENDING YOU THIS RIGHT NOW eUe)) *You figured you have put this off long enough, it's about time you had a talk to Dreamy about Nightmare. You can only hope that this won't end terribly. You give a knock on hir door, calling through. Though you are fairly sure you could just walk in if you wanted to, it was a force if habit* anDromeDa, may i come in?

*You’re curled up in a little ball on your couch, latched onto an old beat-up stuffed rabbit. You’d been taking a little nap; you know, if naps lasted for eight or nine hours. The knock on your door drags you back to reality, and you let out a quiet, confused groan at the sound. It takes a moment for you to recognize Rory’s voice, but when you do, you yawn and sleepily call back out to him.*

Go aheeeead… The door’s open…

[wholockfandomrp]

*You turn the knob, pulling to door open to step inside, closing it behind you. You take a moment to let your eyes drift over the furniture and space before you, finally falling on Dreamy. You approach hir on the couch with a friendly smile, giggling and clucking our tongue softly.*

oH my, oH Dear. WHat Do We Have Here? lazing about anD napping on tHe job again i See? tSk tSk, We'll Have to fire you at tHiS rate, no more peacH gummieS for you. 

*Quietly your thoughts speed through your head trying to analyze and pick out the best solution to approach the topic at hand, your head tilting to the side in a bit of a puzzled manner absently. Your smile wavers ever so briefly at the thought of all the ways this could go wrong, and your hands betray your calm composer by becoming fidgety. One finding itself to drum the fingers on your lips in an anxious compulsion. Perhaps if you are lucky, Andromeda, as sleepy as xe is, will miss all your subtle gestures and nervous ticks .*

[somnonauts]

  You’re silent as you mull over his response. Is that really it? … You… You think so. It makes sense, right?

"… I… I see."

  You raise one of your hands up to wipe your eyes, starting to feel embarrassed to be seen like this. Once you wipe your tears away, you pull your hood up and over the top half of your face.

"… Crying is embarrassing."

[wholockfandomrp]

Your lips curl up into one of those smiles you try really hard not to make, but end up doing so anyway, as you snicker quietly at his response. 

WL: yeS.... yeS it iS....

You move a hand to pap his cheek gently. before resting your chin on the top of his hooded head.

WL: but tHat'S alrigHt, i Don't minD it at all. you are Still cool, So no WorrieS. even if you enD up like a Sobbing baby at my Door in front of me, you are Still completely cool to me i SWear. everyone crieS, WHetHer tHey aDmit it or not, it'S a natural emotional reSponSe anD DefenSive mecHaniSm.

[fandomstuck-wholock]

A shy smile on her face, she waved towards the two fandoms. "Ah, hello-!" She greeted happily.

((Just so you know, Wholock isn’t both fandoms, just one. He’s a crossover, so he represents both uvu b))

You turn towards the one addressing you, judging by the grey skin, dark hair, and horns, she definitely resembled a Homestuck. You offer a polite smile and friendly greeting in return.

WL: WHy Hello tHere, Dear. WHat can i Do for you?

[femstuck-fandom]

F!HSF: Oh, no, I don’t mind; not at all. F!HSF: And yes, I am quite new around here.

[wholockfandomrp]

WL: i See, Have you met any particularly intereSting people yet? Hopefully none of WHicH Have been ruDe i Hope.

[fandomstuck-wholock]

[fandomstuck-eene]

*you follow Wholock down the hallway once again as he describes the rooms you pass. you continue to walk beside him into the library, gasping at how vast it defiantly is.*

ED: holy moly, this place is huge. looks way bigger than the one in Peach Creek. how many books are in here?

[wholockfandomrp]

*You giggled to his reaction, casting your gaze around the library. The corners of your lips twitch into a thoughtful frown as you consider his question, and at length admitting you haven't even a slight idea how many there might be.*

WL:..... i... never conSiDereD to count tHem... actually..... HoW DoeS "tHere iS many mucH book Here. mucH book. SucH vaSt" Suit you?