-5th Dream//Video Post//INTERACTIVE-

[unfadingdragon]

[Ryu's riding a whelk through the Golden Plains, a flat stretch of land with very little cover. The sun is high overhead, and hot, but he doesn't seem to mind at all.]

[He dismounts, and pats the whelk on the tentacles, smiling.]

You should rest for a little bit. We can stop for right now.

[It's quiet... for now.]

Comments

[gurrenlogical]

[is vastly unaware of the fact that he's wandered into someone else's dream and is now looking around at the scenery/the whelk with a confused expression on his face. At least there's another person here who may or may not know what's going on...?]

Excuse me, sir.

[unfadingdragon]

[He looks up and smiles.]

Oh hi!

[The whelk lets out a gurgling whinny.]

[gurrenlogical]

...What kind of creature is that? I have never seen one like it before.

[the mind focuses on strange things sometimes, yes?]

[unfadingdragon]

It's a whelk!

[It squeals!]

[scholastical]

[He wanders into the dream by accident, and blinks in surprise at the creature before him. He steps forward, perhaps a little warily, to take a closer look, and then he notices the other.]

Oh! Ryu, was it not? Hello again!

[unfadingdragon]

Hi Canas!

[He waves, and the whelk waves its tentacles at him, too.]

[scholastical]

[So he's more fascinated by the whelk than by the fact that he's in Ryu's dream.]

What is that creature, might I ask?

[unfadingdragon]

It's a whelk. I got him in Worent.

... Technically I'm only borrowing him, though.

[phantasmal_girl]

[ A ... whelk? Terra's wandering comes to an abrupt stop when she sees the beast. Sure it was -different- from the one she .. thinks she remembered seeing in Narshe, but... ]

Ryu...? This isn't Narshe is it? [ It was ..far too warm. Maybe Figaro? But why was he here? ]

[unfadingdragon]

Nope. This is the Golden Plains.

[The whelk floats over to her and gurgles hello. :3]

[phantasmal_girl]

[ Terra stares at the whelk a moment, taking a cautious step backwards. Seriously, didn't she kill this thing once? ]

The.. Golden Plains? [ Peering at the monster curiously, and slowly offering a hand to ...um, pet it. Or pat it. It's not exactly cuddly or fluffy. ]

[unfadingdragon]

[The whelk chirp-gurgles, and wraps its tentacles around her hand lightly.]

Aww... I think he likes you!