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WHAT what you want
WHERE where you want
WHEN Day ""135""

[The rain has cleared, but it appears to have left some people with a case of the sniffles! The magic sniffles. Even if you've never been sick a day in your life, you might not find yourself immune. Then again, maybe you have a terrible immune system and you're fine. I'm not the magic sniffles police.

Symptoms May Include:

- runny nose
- sore throat
- fever
- thinking you're going to cough or sneeze but actually what comes out is A BURST OF THE TRUTH
- waking up in someone else's bed
- joint aches

At least the sketchy pop-up pharmacy at the mall has a special on tissues and nyquil?]

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[ Bird stares eyelessly at her, before coming over to sit near her side with its tail coiled neatly around itself. it's a bit cracked and missing bits in places...

shura flops back down, sinking into the sheets ]

You feeling as crap as I am?

I'm not great.

[leans back against the headboard, absently stroking Shura's hair. she's wearing an oversized T-shirt ftr]

[ oh, that's nice.

shura's wearing a long tunic-like shirt, sleeveless, and leggings, and her hair's all braided back. ]

Sorry 'bout that, hun.

[just glossing her hand lightly over the crown of shura's head, shhh shh]

Go back to sleep.

Y'gonna lay down with me?

[ lazily drapes her arm over her legs]

In a bit.

[makes a face like she's gonna sneeze, turning her head aside, but instead of a sneeze what comes out is]

Don't wanna dream.

—the fuck?!

[ quiet.

Then she props herself up a little, frowning ]

You too, huh?

...I didn't mean to say that.

[ frozen for a moment before hastily sitting up, get voice a bit panicked ]

I didn't do anything. I mean-- I didn't make you say that. I haven't cast any magic.

Hey. I wasn't accusing you.

I--

[ she looks. A bit confused? But she settles after a moment, rubbing her face. ]

Sorry... sorry. I... um. Do you... want no dreams? I can try to help you.

...

[thinks about it]

Will it drain you?

Oh, no. I'm a decently powerful witch, I think.

Then, yeah, sure.

[ still... looks surprised. ]

... I'd be glad to try. I've never tried to effect someone's dreams before so-- sorry. If it doesn't work.

[ but she'll start casting, after a moment of thought. ]

[maybe a little bit agreed so readily to prove a point but she's not gonna say it]

Do I just... lie down?

Gimme a sec...

[ the magic seeps in, bone-deep, kind of... wrong-feeling? but only briefly. it settles into soft waves of deep, deep calm, centered somewhere at the back of her skull like a passing thought and coursing under her skin like a pleasant shiver.

you're so, so relaxed, and so calm. so safe and content and completely unbothered... ]

[tenses a bit, then... oh. oh okay. yeah that's the good stuff. she snuggles down into the covers, making a lazy attempt to pull Shura with her.]

..wwwow...

[ shura settles down with her, looking vaguely concerned.

why would she be concerned? you're fine. everything's great. you can barely hold a thought, honestly. man this bed feels good. ]

How do you feel?

Mmm? Mmmnice, nice. Sleep...

[very floppily cuddles up]

[ man i hope this works.

settles in, curling an arm around her and letting her drift off.

shura make the attempt to, too. with varying success. ]

[zzzz

does it work?]

[ does her trauma dreams go deep enough to shrug off a temporary Exploit Instinct spell exploiting contentedness in favor of dreams

if so, no. if not, congrats, u got some good-ass sleep ]

[on a bad night definitely, but let's say this is a good night! SO GOOD SLEEP IT IS]

[ some GOOD-ASS DREAMLESS SLEEP then.

shura's not so lucky but she's become accustomed to this by now. she spends most of the next few hours staring blankly at the ceiling when the fever doesn't knock her ass out for 20 minutes, honestly. ]