Daemon Muses: First Night
daemonmuses: Moving to a new home.
"Have you noticed it smells odd?"
Sam, watching Anastasia poke around the room from where he sat at the edge of the bed, snorted a little. "Of all the odd things here, I hardly think the smell is our biggest problem."
Ana appeared from a cupboard - Sam hadn't been paying attention to how she got up there and almost didn't want to know - gave him a vaguely scornful look, and started to climb down, from cupboard to counter to floor. "It's very vivid for a dream. Or a hallucination. I'm almost certain you shouldn't smell in dreams."
Sam decided not to question the wording of that, and replied instead, "You can hallucinate smells, but that's not..."
He groaned. Why was he even arguing this when she knew perfectly well what he meant? Sam closed his eyes and leaned back slowly until he hit the bed. A second later, Ana hit his chest without any sound of warning before she jumped, and Sam opened his eyes to find a mongoose staring down at him.
"Sam? You need to stop?"
He growled a little, and considered shoving her off before deciding he didn't want to get bitten for the second time today. "And do what instead?"
Ana, as usual, ignored his annoyance, still staring down into his eyes. "Sam? Go to sleep."
He never had been been able to sleep easily in a new flat, and even with Ana curled up next to him, the possible concussion and the general exhaustion of the day, when he tried to sleep he spent more than an hour staring at nothing, waiting for something to beep, or a voice in his head, or anything to tell him he wasn't alone.
Muse: Sam Tyler
Word Count: 291
"Have you noticed it smells odd?"
Sam, watching Anastasia poke around the room from where he sat at the edge of the bed, snorted a little. "Of all the odd things here, I hardly think the smell is our biggest problem."
Ana appeared from a cupboard - Sam hadn't been paying attention to how she got up there and almost didn't want to know - gave him a vaguely scornful look, and started to climb down, from cupboard to counter to floor. "It's very vivid for a dream. Or a hallucination. I'm almost certain you shouldn't smell in dreams."
Sam decided not to question the wording of that, and replied instead, "You can hallucinate smells, but that's not..."
He groaned. Why was he even arguing this when she knew perfectly well what he meant? Sam closed his eyes and leaned back slowly until he hit the bed. A second later, Ana hit his chest without any sound of warning before she jumped, and Sam opened his eyes to find a mongoose staring down at him.
"Sam? You need to stop?"
He growled a little, and considered shoving her off before deciding he didn't want to get bitten for the second time today. "And do what instead?"
Ana, as usual, ignored his annoyance, still staring down into his eyes. "Sam? Go to sleep."
He never had been been able to sleep easily in a new flat, and even with Ana curled up next to him, the possible concussion and the general exhaustion of the day, when he tried to sleep he spent more than an hour staring at nothing, waiting for something to beep, or a voice in his head, or anything to tell him he wasn't alone.
Muse: Sam Tyler
Word Count: 291