Dreamwalker Training

[somarium_lords]

Who: somarium
Where: Floating Mountain, Coliseum
Style: First
Status: Open

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Open | Interacting with Dreamscape

[nie_unschuldig]

[This was actually rather boring. What was the use of playing around in his own private little dream world? Most people believed you could already change things in your own dreams if you were aware of it. Being able to change other people's dreams, now that would be the real fun.

For now, he's laying on a grass covered hill destroying the flowers.]

[winxofnature]

[Those flowers maybe within a dream, but Flora doesn't like it none the less. She is watching you before she tries to speak up.]

I don't think you should do that to the poor flowers.

[nie_unschuldig]

Really?

[Sorry but he's not really listening but still plucking the petals off the closest flower.]

But isn't the point of this to interact with the scenery?

[winxofnature]

Yes, but not torturing that poor flower right there. It's in pain.

[She guesses anyway, since there not real in a sense, but she does know when they are in pain and she still doesn't like it. Putting her hands on her hips she tries to look annoyed.]

[nie_unschuldig]

[That's a typical look for anyone usually dealing with Schuldig; he's too used to it to even notice.]

But it's not, is it? It's not real; therefore, it can't feel anything.

[winxofnature]

[Flora really hates fighting, but seeing people harm plants, dream or not is making her feelings quiet clear. Should she continue to argue, or just let it slide for now? Tough choice.]

Maybe there might be something else within the dream to do?

[nie_unschuldig]

[Silly thing to let him know just how she feels about such things--some people tend to abuse such knowledge. For now however, he repairs the flower with a smile.]

So, what would you suggest?

[winxofnature]

[She can't help but smile when the flowers seemed to be repaired, that's the way one should treat them after all. For now though she was quietly thinking, wondering around as she walked, trying to think of something else to do.]

Maybe, we can touch other things, get use to the feel of them within.

[disruptstatice]

[Sauntering over.]

You do know you're destroying a whole language like that?

[Recognise the voice? He recnogises you.

Not entirely sure why he's approaching in the first place, really.]

[nie_unschuldig]

Destroying a language by changing my own landscape of make believe?

[Of course, Schuldig remembers him. He never forgets someone he finds interesting.]

[disruptstatice]

Flowers have a language.

[He's mostly just messing, really, but he is pretty fond of it.]

[nie_unschuldig]

Really now?

[He had no idea anyone but the "kittens" followed that crap. Focusing he changes the flower to a marigold.]

What does this one say?

[disruptstatice]

[What can he say; if he's bored he can read anything, and the orphanage just happened to have books on flower language. He knows it's pretty girly.]

Passion, grief, cruelty.

[nie_unschuldig]

[The only people he knows who would know that kind of crap in the first place are four male assassins who pretend to be florists. Or maybe that's the other way around.]

That's a message I understand.

[disruptstatice]

It's hardly difficult, is it?

[nie_unschuldig]

Difficult to understand? That message, not at all. But do you understand the voices yet?