[ Has definitely only seen the big version of that, but he still kind of recognizes you :|a ]
What, the transformations? Getting there kinda hurt, for my part, but being a wolf was fine.
[ You know how dreams just sort of make sense while you're in them, usually? Yeah, he's not especially curious about how he got into a room with a bed in it at the moment. ]
[ You're walking at the edge of a forest in winter, softly falling snow adding to the few inches already underfoot. It's perhaps an hour from dusk. In the distance, mountains swell over the landscape. There are no footprints aside from yours, to your relief. So long as no one appears to threaten the still quiet, you're content to keep it. ]
[ You come around a tree to see a cabin, smoke curling from the chimney. Inside, you can hear the muffled sound of violin music. It sounds like warmth and comfort, like home. You can't help but smile as you walk toward the cabin, your steps a bit quicker now. ]
[ The cabin is clean and comfortable, smelling of citrus tea and candleflame. Beside one of the curtained windows is Alizarin, playing the violin. Her hair stretches to her waist, pulled halfway up with an intricate hairpiece that matches the pink of her silk nightgown. When the door closes, she stops playing and glances over. ]
You're back. [ She smiles at you, placing her instrument and bow aside, gliding over toward you and stepping neatly into your arms. ] I was waiting.
(( OOC: if you want to be a Chevalier (one of her servants who basically live to make her happy) then consider yourself aphro'd, if not that's fine! ))
[ There's a lot about this that feels strange, but the longer the dream goes on, the more he settles into it. Doesn't recognize the forest, but it's peaceful here; and he's never been to this cabin before, but it's still home.
The length of her hair startles him, but only for a second or two, before it just seems normal? And then he's not sure why he was surprised.
She's so — radiant, perfect. Especially that smile. His hands find her waist and he ducks his head to kiss her forehead. ]
Yeah, well. [ There's this little half beat where he isn't sure why he was out in the woods, before that too just makes sense. ] Had to check the perimeter.
[ The important thing was making sure the forest was empty, making sure she stays safe. What else would he have been out there for, when being in here with her is — everything. ]
[ It might be hard to tell this is a dream at first. In fact, it feels a lot like you're waking up from one instead. There's the feeling of warm sunlight on your face, and when you peek your eyes open to look around you'll find yourself laying comfortably on a futon in a traditional Japanese-esque room, blanket haphazardly set aside. Even without the blanket, you're covered in a hazy and warm feeling, you could easily settle back to sleep if not for that sudden sensation of a cool touch against your leg. ]
[ Glance down and you'll find Aster kneeled at the end of the futon, uncharacteristically pressing a kiss against the inside of your ankle before meeting your eyes with a very characteristic light smile. But maybe this is a normal feeling? Maybe this is how you would always like to wake up. Why fight the dream? ]
[ someone's not going to be recognizable outside of this dream, but that's something to deal with next time he's awake. ]
[ the touch to his foot has him stirring... a subtle turn as he tugs his leg away. ] Just a few more min- [ blinks, peering down at him from behind the sheets. ] Master? You think -I'm- you're master?
[ The bed is really comfortable and so is he, but Lupine is barely comfortable with waking up to find other people in his room, so he jumps a little at the contact and then — and then...
Oh man. ]
Sorry?
[ we fight the dream because This Is Not Our Kink ]
[Look, Alch did not attend a bad game. Alch probably needs therapy. Alch is just here to have a good time.]
[By which I mean, What IF are answering the question of "What If Two Wizards Play Strip Poker"...by playing a high level card game involving a deck comprised of uno/tarot/pokemon/playing cards. Everything is made up and the points don't matter, but maybe you'll see some boobas.]
Raichu dawns the crown of king of hearts and fulfills his prophecy from The Star. Checkmate.
[ was there a door? There's a door now, and it's getting knocked down as Yvette rolls in dressed in a hot pink police outfit on a unicorncycle with rainbow flashing lights ]
I got a hot tip there was an Illegal Wizard Poker Ring, but I didn't expect you two To be the masterminds.
[ Lark is sort of sitting here at the table, with the far-off look of someone who's wondering to himself, practically word-for-word, "is this real life or is this just fantasy?"
(Maybe "fantasy" isn't the right word to use here. That just feels weird.)
...Hm, actually, the answer to that question is probably irrelevant. He'd buy it that these two would actually do this, so at that point, it doesn't really matter whether he's imagining this or not (???) ]
If I tried to do something like this for the "duelling circle", Tsukasa would probably show me the door...
[ i'm just throwing down a lot of options because [gestures]
A: If someone's been in Saffron's dreams before, they might remember a dream of an expansive walk-in closet with every kind of outfit and accessory you could every possibly want, with a half-circle of mirrors at one end for trying things on.
well! here we are again! except this time for some reason all the outfits are kind of slutty costumes and lingerie? don't worry, though, visitors are dressed; however, at the end by the mirrors, a voice comes from behind a tasteful folding screen:
"Why don't you pick something out for me? Seriously, go ahead."
B: (the "let's unpack uncomfortable vore imagery in a sexy way, but metaphorically rather than literally" one) The setting: a tasteful restaurant. Your server: Saffron, in a tasteful restaurant server's uniform consisting of a blouse (unbuttoned a little low), apron, short skirt and stockings. For some reason, she is perched on the edge of this table, legs crossed at the thigh. She has nice legs.
The menu she hands you is a little weird. It's just... a list of parts of the human body (many of them sexy).
"What can I get for you?"
C: this is the one where you give me a scenario and saffron yes-ands it in some weird way. knock yourself out ]
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Everything is warm and blissfully soft. ]
Please let me know if this is alright, otherwise I can change the scenario to whatever you desire.
not necessarily nsfw but definitely at least joking about it
On the other hand, there is a small grey dragon reclining on a pillow that says 'YES' on it, on a very large and soft bed.]
I didn't mind this part so much, come to think of it.
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[ She's allowed to pet, right? That's what the pillow means? Hopefully so, because she's gonna. Bellyrubs or headpats? ]
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'Twould be a shame to associate such a cute form only with that event.
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What, the transformations? Getting there kinda hurt, for my part, but being a wolf was fine.
[ You know how dreams just sort of make sense while you're in them, usually? Yeah, he's not especially curious about how he got into a room with a bed in it at the moment. ]
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Hello, Lupine. 'Tis good to meet you outside of that arena.
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[ You come around a tree to see a cabin, smoke curling from the chimney. Inside, you can hear the muffled sound of violin music. It sounds like warmth and comfort, like home. You can't help but smile as you walk toward the cabin, your steps a bit quicker now. ]
[ The cabin is clean and comfortable, smelling of citrus tea and candleflame. Beside one of the curtained windows is Alizarin, playing the violin. Her hair stretches to her waist, pulled halfway up with an intricate hairpiece that matches the pink of her silk nightgown. When the door closes, she stops playing and glances over. ]
You're back. [ She smiles at you, placing her instrument and bow aside, gliding over toward you and stepping neatly into your arms. ] I was waiting.
(( OOC: if you want to be a Chevalier (one of her servants who basically live to make her happy) then consider yourself aphro'd, if not that's fine! ))
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The length of her hair startles him, but only for a second or two, before it just seems normal? And then he's not sure why he was surprised.
She's so — radiant, perfect. Especially that smile. His hands find her waist and he ducks his head to kiss her forehead. ]
Yeah, well. [ There's this little half beat where he isn't sure why he was out in the woods, before that too just makes sense. ] Had to check the perimeter.
[ The important thing was making sure the forest was empty, making sure she stays safe. What else would he have been out there for, when being in here with her is — everything. ]
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Of course you did. [ Her tone is the most indulgent sort of fond. As if anyone would find them out here. ]
[ Her fingertips brush his cheek, hoping he'll look down at her. If he cooperates, she'll stroke her fingers through his hair. ]
Are you in for the night? [ Her smile shifts into something lightly, teasingly mischievous. ] Or am I going to have to sleep alone?
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[ alizarin has changed a lot since the first time they met, but also: why are saffron's mannerisms completely different here?
mystery. ]
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Would you like some tea? [ Aliza doesn't step back, however, so she's clearly not married to the idea ]
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[ Glance down and you'll find Aster kneeled at the end of the futon, uncharacteristically pressing a kiss against the inside of your ankle before meeting your eyes with a very characteristic light smile. But maybe this is a normal feeling? Maybe this is how you would always like to wake up. Why fight the dream? ]
Good morning, Master.
(( Service Aster for nsfw REASONS. ))
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[ the touch to his foot has him stirring... a subtle turn as he tugs his leg away. ] Just a few more min- [ blinks, peering down at him from behind the sheets. ] Master? You think -I'm- you're master?
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I don't see anyone else in this room, Master.
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. . . Sure you've got the right foot?
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If you're trying to get more kisses out of me, I'll tickle you instead.
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she sighs, gently, and gives him an indulging smile. ]
...well. Good morning to you, too. It seems like you're getting an early start.
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Oh man. ]
Sorry?
[ we fight the dream because This Is Not Our Kink ]
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[By which I mean, What IF are answering the question of "What If Two Wizards Play Strip Poker"...by playing a high level card game involving a deck comprised of uno/tarot/pokemon/playing cards. Everything is made up and the points don't matter, but maybe you'll see some boobas.]
Raichu dawns the crown of king of hearts and fulfills his prophecy from The Star. Checkmate.
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My senpai is truly holding nothing back.
But unfortunately, I play The Golden Boughs of Spring in defense mode which activates He Who Forsakes Destiny with the two of clubs.
Uno.
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I got a hot tip there was an Illegal Wizard Poker Ring, but I didn't expect you two To be the masterminds.
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(Maybe "fantasy" isn't the right word to use here. That just feels weird.)
...Hm, actually, the answer to that question is probably irrelevant. He'd buy it that these two would actually do this, so at that point, it doesn't really matter whether he's imagining this or not (???) ]
If I tried to do something like this for the "duelling circle", Tsukasa would probably show me the door...
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Ah, but you see, I play Dragonlord Dromoka reversed to untap the nine of clubs.
[He has no idea what he's saying but it seems like that's the point??]
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A:
If someone's been in Saffron's dreams before, they might remember a dream of an expansive walk-in closet with every kind of outfit and accessory you could every possibly want, with a half-circle of mirrors at one end for trying things on.
well! here we are again! except this time for some reason all the outfits are kind of slutty costumes and lingerie? don't worry, though, visitors are dressed; however, at the end by the mirrors, a voice comes from behind a tasteful folding screen:
"Why don't you pick something out for me? Seriously, go ahead."
B: (the "let's unpack uncomfortable vore imagery in a sexy way, but metaphorically rather than literally" one)
The setting: a tasteful restaurant. Your server: Saffron, in a tasteful restaurant server's uniform consisting of a blouse (unbuttoned a little low), apron, short skirt and stockings. For some reason, she is perched on the edge of this table, legs crossed at the thigh. She has nice legs.
The menu she hands you is a little weird. It's just... a list of parts of the human body (many of them sexy).
"What can I get for you?"
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this is the one where you give me a scenario and saffron yes-ands it in some weird way. knock yourself out ]