Oh, we were really that lost? We all the way around the world, and ended back up where we started? she asks, a little sarcastically.
Really, though...how did we end up back here?
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Oh, we were really that lost? We all the way around the world, and ended back up where we started? she asks, a little sarcastically.
Really, though...how did we end up back here?
I don't know... I guess there is a lot of hallways around here. He blushes and looks at the floor he's obviously pretty embarrassed.
Yes, there are a lot. she says. Remember, it wasn't just you that got lost, I did too.
((I should probably be going to bed soon. 15 or 20 minutes sounds good))
Yeah.. I just feel kind of stupid.. Well I guess we should just ask about the theater in the morning maybe someone else will know.
Not a bad idea really ...:smallbiggrin:
Yes, that's a good idea. she yawns. I'm just a little tired.
Yeah I'm getting a bit tired as well. he leads her back to her room. I... I guess I'll wait out side so you can get changed
Okay, she says, but thinking You don't really need to do that, it's not like you're going to see anything. Now, if only she could teach him how to read her mind...
She walks in, turns back into her succumbus form, then, due to magic and stuff, she turns back into herself with sleeping clothes on. It reminds me of Jasmine from Disney's Aladdin. I'm ready.
He can already read minds... but that wouldn't be very nice. So he doesn't do it. :smalltongue:
When she's done He walks in I guess I'll just sleep in this as I don't really feel like getting anything new. He smooths out the short dress he's wearing, so it covers him a little more.
So which side do you want me to take?
How about you get the flowery left side? It's more fitting. she says, looking at his dress again. Then back at his face.
Oh. She better start learning that he can, then, so she doesn't think of something that he shouldn't hear. :smalltongue:
He won't do it.. He's trained himself not to.. But if she has a slip of the tongue, something like.. why can't you read my mind or something like that. He may start using it .:smalltongue:
Okay...I like it a bit better myself really. he takes a seat on that side of the bed... and smiles at her.
She lies down next to him, and smiles at him too. And I'll think about slipping up sooner or later about that.
Thanks again.
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I'm just warning you. :smalltongue:
He smiles at her and wraps his wings around her, then tries to kiss her cheek. Night.
and good night.
She lets him, and says goodnight before falling asleep.
Like me.
He falls asleep once again curled up next to her with his wings wrapped around her....
Deadtime
Shania begins to stir. As she sits up, she holds her head.
Butler is still there. Being a fussy busy-body and worrying about the people who are getting hurt and get headaches just from touching each others' heads. Makes no sense to him.
"You ok ma'am?"
No. That's all.
"What's wrong ma'am? Is there anything I can do for you ma'am?" :smallfrown:
Headache. Kill me.
"I'll get you some pain relievers ma'am." Since the headache is killing her. That's clearly what she meant. She certainly wouldn't ask to die. That'd be silly.
Actually he sics a drone to do it and come back with it, since he'd rather not leave the two of them alone. It zooms off and comes back quickly with the drugs that she didn't take last time.
Shania throws the pills in, not knowing what they are or caring. She drinks the water. Thanks.
...
That'd work.
If he knew that's what was going on and if he still had that bottle of Psychics-B-Gone.
Butler isn't sure what to make of Quinn's statement though. Finish what? Must mean finish helping her.
He nods at Shania. "You're welcome ma'am."
Shania looks at Quinn. What did you do? She scoots away from her, just a little.
Quinn takes a deep breath, and takes a moment to collect herself. I think...what your problem is, you have a part of your personality that's been split off, or something, it's the evil part of yourself, for lack of a better term...
Alternatively, she's been possessed by...Mirror-Shania! :smalleek:
But the lack of a goatee indicates against that. :smalltongue:
...and sometimes it's able to take over. I was able to...er, 'knock out' that evil part of you, but then your mind tried to kick me out before I could do anything more, and I didn't want to damage you by fighting to stay in.
Shania gives Quinn a strange look. What? Is that even possible? Can we.... destroy the evil?
I don't know, Quinn says quietly. It's possible trying to do so could hurt you, the real you, and badly. I could try, but only if you're willing to take the risk.
Yeah. If you're willing. Quinn smiles reassuringly...
...then gets deadtime ooz'd as her player goes to fetch lunch.