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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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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. ]

[well. if she gets thirsty there's... lots of space booze? nothing helpful for colds though sorry]

[ she might take a swig of one of those bottles. and grimace. and go back to snuggling and just patiently wait for brunnhilde to wake up. ]

[she only wakes up when she's too congested to stay breathe. a lot of gross snoring happens before that time]

...urgh...

[ gross. she jolts back to full consciousness at that, rubbing her eyes and sitting up slowly. ]

... you okay?

I'm good I'm good.

[finds like. a dirty t-shirt within arm's reach of the bed. to blow her nose into.]

Blegh. Your spell worked great.

[ deadeyes as she does that. But perks up after a moment, tiredly. ]

Yeah? ... I'm glad. You hungry? Want tea or something?

Nnnn.

...what about you?

I could go for some, I think? Help me wake up...

[ a pause ]

I drank some of your booze. Hope you don't mind.

Oh. Uh. You might wanna be careful about that, it's not all just booze.

... what else would it be...

Mostly trippier stuff.

What, like, psychedelics?