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(Day 1/Day 2) ==> Adelle: Go the fuck to sleep.

Your name is ADELLE PTEROI and you are currently Done with the world.

You will be un-Done with everything in a few more hours, but for now you don't actually feel like dealing with...anything. Your reserves of FUCKS TO GIVE have run dry after having to mercykill your lusus, and you know no one else should have to deal with that with how everything is right now. So you decided to just go to sleep and recover those reserves for tomorrow.

(You hope there will be no nightmares, except you're not sure that you'll get that respite.)

Of course, in most of your dreams you are not a lucid dreamer, nor do you usually dream with this much clarity. But not tonight.

((OOC: Adelle is dreaming of the dreambubbles! Fellow players with sleeping dreamselves can come meet him, even across sessions. FEEL FREE TO USE BRACKET TEXT INSTEAD if this homestuck narration ain't your thing.))

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[Life was never easy for one Ilya Volsta; when he wasn't busy training his ass off to fight some invisible threat his Aunt insisted was present, he was being scared out his mind to deal with several of his phobias. Dangerous coping methods aside, and his strenuous training regimen? This was by far the worst. Ilya never wanted to play the game in the first place, but then meteors started falling and he literally had no more say in the matter.

He was exhausted physically and mentally after he got into the game himself; by then the world was in really bad shape, Newfoundland got hit with a huge meteor which caused earthquakes and water damage over in Prince Edward Island. But he was too busy being chased around by a huge fucking tarantula that was intent on following him around while Reigna made a mess of his home trying to rapidly get him in the medium.

He needed this fucking nap.

Not once has he ever really remembered a dream, or felt any sense of clarity within one. But this was different...? Yet he felt relaxed and calm, and that's all that mattered.]

[Adelle doesn't normally dream of place he remembers either -- though to be fair it's not like he remembered most of his dreams to begin with. But he's on the beach where he built his second hive at, which is mostly just confusing? He just left this behind why the hell is dreaming of it again --

Except he can see someone else here and it is genuinely surprising.]

Ilya?

Edited 2013-08-06 09:08 (UTC)

[He was unsure on why he was at a beach, at night and with a landscape he was unfamiliar with (like the sky, for example) but that's how dreams went, he supposed. He looks up when his name is called, a little confused as the voice is not familiar to him... and his breath catches in his throat.

His first initial thought was: wow what a gorgeous alien. The second thought, after he composed his thoughts and stopped his gaping- was taking in the appearance more thoroughly. The hint of lilac purple, the fins... and how well dressed he was? Only one name came to mind.]

...Adelle?

[Holy shit.

Holy shit he recognized him, and he sure does look surprised to see him too, and Adelle is wondering what the hell is going on. At the same time part of him isn't sure it wants to care, because he never expected to be able to meet Ilya in his lifetime and suddenly it's happening? Apparently.]

Is -- is that really you?

[Running a gloved hand through his unruly carrot top, he let's out a shaky breath. Good, it was Adelle- that would have been decidedly awkward. He curiously approaches, not even minding the sand getting into his shoes. It didn't matter.

He blinks at the question before looking down at himself, as if to confirm it was really him. This wasn't what he was wearing when he entered the medium, but he could hardly complain-- it was much nicer, and he felt like he needed to impress right now.]

Yes, I believe so. I mean... I don't know who else it could be, dreams are strange though. ...I guess?

[Wow, self. Way to say a series of stupid things in front of a Very Attractive troll that you Really Like. Ignoring the mental facepalm he manages a rare and sheepish smile, no matter how brief... it did exist.]

Yeah. It's me.

[Adelle returns the gesture by starting to approach Ilya as well, trying to not look...nervous? He guesses.]

I have to admit, I'm a little surprised you recognized me.

Oh, uhm. It wasn't that hard.

[Rubbing the back of his neck, a slight flush tinting the tips of his ears.]

You're the only troll I gave my picture to. And, well... You look nice.

[Oh damn it. Clearing his throat he hurries on so he can fix that INCREDIBLY STUPID slip up.]

I mean. You have really great taste, as you said and... ah. Your... eyes. They're the same color as your text. Lyn told me that's how it is with, uhm... trolls.

[He needed to stop talking. So he does. Because that was awful.]

Ufufufu, thank you.

[For a lot of things, he supposes. He smiles at Ilya, cheeks flushed at the compliment.]

It's nice to see your impeccable taste too.

[Oh. Oh he was so pretty. He was so pretty and he's smiling and his cheeks were a bit purple and Ilya can distinctly feel his heart flutter and it's really weird but also nice at the same time.

He feels himself grinning a bit, another rarity for him.]

Oh, uhm. Thanks. This wasn't what I was wearing when I passed out, but I can't complain.

[And his smile just... grows, it was so genuine too.]

It's such a pleasure and an honor to meet you like this. In person. ...Sort of.

[Don't mind him, Adelle, when he takes your hand gently, bowing over it. He knew seadwellers were the highest of highbloods and he was just looking for an excuse to make this okay, but he's kissing the back of his hand before letting it go.

Ever the gentleman.]

[There's something about Ilya's smile that makes Adelle feel relieved, and glad. At least today he seems to have been able to make someone happy, even with everything that's happened. He finds himself smiling back and then --

Oh.

...Oh.

He can't stop the flush on his cheeks from growing deeper.]

It's -- a pleasure to meet you too. For real. Or as close as it gets, anyway. I'd return the favour but you seem to be wearing gloves...

[...Welp there went all smoothness out the window.]

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[It was worth it. The gesture and being awkward about it was incredibly worth it. The smile and the flush, it made his stomach grow warm. Straightening then, pausing a moment.]

...Do you really want to?

[Another light pause before he takes off one of his gloves.]

[...Oh.

Oh my god he really did it.

Adelle is surprised at first, but quickly regains his composure to attempt something like cool smoothness. He takes Ilya's hand, kissing it and smiling back up at him.]

[Not only did he attempt calm smoothness, he achieved it. In spades. Ilya feels his breath catch as he looks down to him, Adelle still holding his hand and the feel of his lips still making his skin tingle.

He... didn't know what to say, really. All he can do is just return the smile.]

[Gosh, he really does look quite handsome with a smile...

Adelle pulls back, though he doesn't quite let go of the Ilya's hand just yet.]

...You're rather warm, actually.

[He notes Adelle still has his hand, but he finds himself not minding in the least. It made him feel calm, and considering all that has happened today, he needed calm.]

...Am I?

[That's when he truly notes that Adelle is rather cool to touch, but it doesn't deter him in the least. It just makes him curious.]

Is that bad?

Oh, no, not at all! It's fairly pleasant, actually.

Oh... I'm glad, then.

[Tone softer with a hint of a smile. And now he's really taking him in. He had been rather intent on making the eye contact, as Adelle's eyes were unlike any he has ever seen, but... now was the genuine curiosity at being face to face with an alien.

So he tilts his head to the side, looking at the fins... gills? he wasn't sure, but they looked lovely. Then his gaze lifts to look at the elegant curve of the candy corn colored horns. ...Ah.

He was staring and ogling more than he should.

Immediately he flushes a darker shade of pink, looking a little ashamed at how ignorant he was being.]

A-Ah. ...Sorry, I shouldn't stare- it's rude.

[Once Adelle notices Ilya's been staring he just...blushes even harder, even when he's reaching a hand up to try and cover a cheek, as if maybe if he did that it won't be any more obvious.]

It's fine. I don't think you've ever actually seen a troll before, right?

[Christ... if that wasn't the cutest thing he's seen, then he doesn't know what is. His smile softens, gently running the pad of his thumb over Adelle's knuckles, since they were still holding hands.]

No, I haven't. Miss Kanabo did send me a picture, but it's different. In person it's like...

I mean.

You're just.... ah.

Really... lovely.

[...Oh.

Oh.

His face turns lilac completely, and suddenly he's having a hard time maintaining eye contact with Ilya. He finds himself squeezing back Ilya's hand, just a little.]

Well, you're...quite handsome yourself.

O-Oh. Uhm. ...Thank you.

[He couldn't stop smiling. It was weird and unlike him but it was happening. His stomach was in weird little fluttery knots, his face felt warm and just.

It was definitely what he needed.

He looked down to their hands again, the difference in tones was amazing. He looked back out to the beach, and to the water before looking back up at the strange night sky.]

Is this your home, then?

Oh, urm, yes. This was my hive back on Alternia.

[...yup not letting go of that hand.]

That... this is amazing. ...Maybe next time you'll get to see where I used to live.

[He was hoping for a next time, he really was.]

Ufufu, thank you. I really would like to see your home too. Next time.

[There had better be a next time, damn it.]

This must be because of the game. ...After everything today, this is more than just a nice breather.

I'd really like to show you my home too. I think you'd like it, I live on a very large island. But we have nice piers and docks... It would be nice to sit and talk with you at the docks, I think.

[Mused gently as he watched the water, and maybe... standing a bit closer.]

Ah, you did say you were playing a game with your friends, right?

It sounds lovely. How is the the water like?

[Adelle does mind at all! He may in fact be leaning back a little.]

Yeah. It's pretty much as awful as I expected it to be, only much worst. In a 'oh there's a big ball of flaming death heading my way and my friend is fucking around with my shit' sort of way. Not to mention almost dying and having a giant ghost spider following me around.

[Deep breaths, but he eases back into something like a smile, and maybe... leaning into him a bit. His heart was going a mile a minute but he didn't care.]

...This happens to be the only good part of my day actually.

Oh. The water is gorgeous.

[Cue Ilya going into a rather deep explanation of the waters of Prince Edward Island, how clear they were, the pleasant temperature and the marine like that he DIDN'T mind (like the small little fishes closer to shore.)]

[...Giant ghost spider...

Adelle listens to Ilya talk, nodding once in a while and letting himself get comfortable. It's not that this wasn't making him feel flustered or anything, but it was just so...nice after everything today.]

...Mmm, this is the only good part of my day, too.

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