☩ Dream: Rose & Thorn ☩ [Cycle 83 Side B, Interactive]

[unholydecree]

Effects: Confidence, strength, feelings of comfort and home
Warnings: May include a little violence depending on who wants to spar.
Notes: INTERACTIVE and so totally open. Anyone is welcome, even if you don't swordfight. 1st or 3rd is fine!
ALSO, This is a Side-B dream, meaning Side-A can use it for bonuses o/

A small Dreamfield has been created. It is

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[impureserenity]

She indeed liked the setting of this dream and she walked on the small-pebbled path to the center of the yard and brought her umbrella up to shade her head as she eyed around the tranquil space. "What a pleasant little area you have, in your dreams Cesare." Luna-P was amiss, but only because the cat-toy was disguised as the umbrella.

"And look at you, dark is such a nice color for you-- though the red wasn't a complaint, but something about black.." She shrugged her shoulders and scrunched her nose with a grin. "It's just so much nicer."

[unholydecree]

"I am fond of black as well." Cesare motioned to himself and nearly smiled. "As you can see. Is this much different from how men dress where you are from?" he asked, and he was actually curious about her answer. Her own style of dress was so much different than what he was used to... for one thing it showed miles more leg than anything a decent lady of Rome would be caught in.

[impureserenity]

"Different, but where I'm from everyone has their own little garb of odd, strange, dangerous, and very few of the fashions are really wonderful. Just busy and confusing." With her umbrella closed she began to swing it at her side like a fan and then the umbrella popped with a cloud of pink smoke and turned into a pink katana. "Well, on with it then.. mm?" Taking a stance with her legs parted and knees slightly bent.

"I bet you'll look better all tuckered out from going up against the likes of me!" Said with a smile and every indication that this was a ploy to mimic all the tough people that ever thought they could reign in heaven.. or hell.

[unholydecree]

He chuckled and moved sideways a few steps, lining up with her and readying his own sword. "Should I say the same of you or would that be too crass?" he teased. Cesare was fairly aware by now that Wicked Lady did not buy his good cleric mask. It was what he wore during the day and most people bought into it easily enough. Some did not.

Cesare smiled lightly for only a second before turning serious as he moved forward with a bold swing of the sword. It was not directly at her, just in case she was a novice with the impressive foreign sword she carried.