Characters involved are: Midori (RED), Hyuga (ORANGE), Jessie (GREEN),
Logged by Midori
Citan's Dream: Carols Remembered
You reach the top of the hill, finding yourself... inside? All of a sudden, you hear struck wood as your feet fall upon planks... here and about the area is built from wood, and for a reason or another you could -swear- you were in the center and heart of a lodge of sorts. Skis lay scattered about but, for some reason, the effect is silly, as if such were things of lazy skiers, taking all of the equipment is painted in such pretty pastel colors that they all look rather, well, nice.
Two other specific things catch your interest here--the circular firepit that stands rather randomly up in the middle of this area and the huge couches surrounding it with tables interspersed. The tables hold a few sets of mugs and packages of marshmallows. There are stuffed animals occasionally among the sofa cushions. There is also a large, stuffed turtle on the table nearest to you. The turtle... is bright purple.
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Jessie
Hyuga
Khiea has arrived.
How long has it been? Long enough that even his own side of Dream is strange to the Guardian, though it still welcomes him in the same silent cries of relief that a loyal animal might to its master. The snow pours down in flurries outside. The sky is a pure shade of white. Such an odd way of showing glee for the world, but it is what suits the man, and it is all outside anyway. In here there is warmth, and a fire... and also hot cocoa. One could almost pretend that this were a scene on the other side of waking, with a father and a daughter and catching up after a long day with something nice to drink. Hyuga smiles and tosses the feather cloak onto the nearby couch before he moves to the hearth to pour the cocoa. "How many cups, do you think?" he addresses the world in general, sensing.. all manner of things.
"Two, at least, father", and Midori is a solidifying apparition behind Hyuga, not entirely unnecessarily, but that is the way of the nightmare, is it not? Surprises, the unexpected. It is how the nightmare works, and works through those who would enter it. Midori is here, and there is cocoa this time, and the room is slightly different. Still, it is a change from the great roaring shadows of the tearoom, the wood warm beneath her feet. She smiles, and it is genuine and different. "Good evening, father. Will anyone be joining us this evening?". It is a feeling. Perhaps there are others here already.
Khiea has disconnected.
The dream has become almost like a second home to Jesiah. It seems he goes there to relax, and get away from everything. In a way, it makes his sleep much more restfull knowing he'll end up here. 'Waking up', he walks through Citan's portion like he knows where he is going. However, when he gets to the top of the hill, he sees there are already two others there. He reconizes the girl as Citan's daughter, Midori, but at first he doesn't reconize the gentleman standing there. As he gets closer, the features start to seem familiar, and the glasses almost give him away. "Hyu, is that you?", he asks himself as he finally reaches the other two in the area.
"Hmm?" Hyuga does not really need to turn his head and glance over his shoulder to note Jessie's presence, but he does for politeness's sake. "Ah, another cup indeed. Good evening, Midori." So the Guardian smiles, not even noting any longer if his daughter's voicing aloud of her thoughts might seem strange to another. Here in a between place--partially on the shores of Nightmare, for how can it not be, and partially only another Dream. Not like the Castle. More... intimate, more quiet. More of Hyuga, at peace. "How are you doing tonight, Jesiah? Please, join us? Midori, have you seen where the marshmallows are?"
Midori halfheartedly hunts for them, walking around the room, looking in most likely places. A lower cupboard she can rech, the fireplace. Anywhere is likely, really. Still, it is not a surprise when she looks down, and finds them in her hand, after all. "Oh, here they are, father", she gently says, as Jessie makes his presence known. A faint glimmer of recognition, as she reaches the table, and hands the bag to Hyuga. "Three, then, father?", she muses, and regards Jessie with more then a passing interest. Where does this face come from?
Seeing how this may be a moment where father and daughter, might want to be alone, Jesiah thinks about Hyu's question for a moment. However, since Hyu did invite him to stay, it must be alright. "Sure, I'll stick around for a bit." Jesiah grabs a seat at a table and looks over at Midori. "She's growin' up quick, isn't she?", trying to institute some small talk since he's not sure how Hyu is doing since he is dressed the way he is.
This is the face that crosses Hyuga's mind so often when he thinks of Midori, oddly, almost as much as her mother's. For this is one of those by which the Guardian seeks to find the truth of dreams, of ghosts and gods. In particular, this is the man who relates to those who are dead, or might be... as Hyuga had once feared Midori to be. "She is. She is," Hyuga nods, smiling as he accepts the bag and begins to add the sugary treats into the cocoa. It is perfect temperature to drink and will not cool. It will not ever cool unless one wishes it or if their attention lags and the entropy of the snowlands takes over, but that can be restored easily. "So... please, catch us up, Jesiah," Hyuga laughs, handing a cup to Midori first before crossing the room to give one to his former leader. "Midori and I are so very far behind on events." And now you are technically on the other side. Well. Never mind that--everyone in this room walked every which way.
Ah. The faintest of memories of towering figures in the house on the hill. On the Yggdrasil. Now the face has a name, Midori has an association, and sits at the table relaxedly. Smile. Behind on events, is a little of an understatement. Midori would be so behind on her old life, that it would be a re-acquaintance, rather then a reminder. Still, father wishes to remind himself of the life he still leads. It is only for Midori to be mildly interested, and drink her cocoa.
Catch you up, Hyu? Haven't you been involved with most everything around here? Jessie shrugs and calmly takes a sip from his cup. "Well, Prim has run off with Issac and well, has been getting lessons from him. That's the one big thing that has been happening to me lately." He takes another drink. "There was this little war around Dazil, but it looks like that has calmed down lately. Otherwise, I haven't been up to date myself lately." Interesting, that Hyu doesn't know what is going on.
Jessie has disconnected.
Set.
Midori , element of COLD STEEL!
Jessie has connected.