horschestra: (D --> Horsing around is silly)

[personal profile] horschestra 2011-08-06 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Little cubes and tea cups crunch under his feet as Equius lands in the snow-sugar ground. He'd jumped from his own dream world, naturally. It was a particularly strong jump. He is proud of it. You are to commend him.

Honestly, he expected worse — his own nightmares are horrific enough to keep him from sleeping for days on end, but Nepeta's dream looks harmless enough. Still, he doesn't let his guard down, for a terrible beast could lurk around the corner. Equius has no doubt his moirail could vanquish it herself, but perhaps he feels even more obsessively protected in his second chance at life.

"You are safe," he says when he catches sight of Nepeta. Equius' voice tends to come out as a deep bellow even when he means to speak normally. Then, casting his eyes around the realm and landing on the plush scalemates — "What are those."
horschestra: (D --> No cat puns)

[personal profile] horschestra 2011-08-10 12:38 am (UTC)(link)
Perhaps it's crazy dream logic, but they slide for an abnormally long time through the snow. Equius finally sits up and stops them, picking Nepeta up by the back of her coat to separate them. "Hello, Nepeta." He speaks kinder when he is around her, and allows himself a small smile. The concessions one makes for their moirail.

There's a ridiculous green plush dragon not a foot away from them, and it's staring at him wrong. He resits the urge to punch it apart, just barely, and instead asks Nepeta, "Why are they here? I dislike them."
horschestra: (D --> The STRONGEST moirails)

[personal profile] horschestra 2011-08-10 10:09 am (UTC)(link)
The highblood's nose wrinkles at the news. "Yuck," he says immediately. Terezi is simply a bit too teal for his tastes. However, there could be lower trolls to share a dream space with... he supposes.

"I guess she is not the worst class you could fraternize with," Equius grumbles. He picks up the scalemate, examines it, then throws it over his shoulder — a particularly strong toss, as it's soon completely out of sight.

However, as long as they're dreaming and no one is around to see, he may as well have some fun.

He's cautious of his own strength when it comes to handling Nepeta, so he simply crouches down and points to his back. "Jump on."

[identity profile] choosefight.livejournal.com 2011-08-07 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
Steph wanders into the dream by accident, trying to flee one of her own, perhaps. She shields her eyes against the combined glare of--are those little sugar cubes?--and teaware, until she gets used to the lighting.

"It would probably be a little on the nose to make that one Wizard of Oz reference, right?"

She wonders this aloud, not exactly expecting a response.

[identity profile] choosefight.livejournal.com 2011-08-09 07:52 pm (UTC)(link)
She jumps back, then feels really, really embarrassed about it. She's supposed to have training.

"Oh, hey, you're..."

Steph pauses for a few seconds, trying to recall a name. It doesn't come.

"...I totally don't remember, I'm so sorry. You like drawing, though, right?"

[identity profile] choosefight.livejournal.com 2011-08-11 06:45 am (UTC)(link)
"Oh, that's a cute name! Kinda rare, but cute. I'm Steph."

Steph takes notice of Nepeta's claws, and her swishing tail. Huh.

Also, cat puns apparently. She'd say 'kids these days' but then she'd feel kinda old.

"Painting's cool! I used to take art classes, only I wasn't that great at it so..."