How do You Solve a Problem like Meira?

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Characters: Valdis and some open
Date: August 2018 (ish)
Location: Around Aifaran
Situation: Various
Warnings/Rating: In Headers


Valdis was tired. Between the return of the Narrakra and the discovery she could return ruins to complete something would have been bad enough without the memory of the visions or what she had seen soul-walking inside that corpse. Aside from that, the knowledge that she could move the Void with more power than she believed had sparked a new determination to harness its power without fear. The events of the last week had been eventful, what with the short term Dreamfolk that had arrived only to vanish once the damage had been done. Admittedly most of them hadn’t left much of a mark, but some had. She hoped that things would calm down for a few weeks at least.

Comments

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It's just the one I enjoy most. X laughed; he wouldn't argue with that. She was wrong, of course, and she knew it, but X had already pointed out the alternative. What she did with her Restoration talent after that was up to her.

"Weekly," X repeated, testing the concept out loud. He shook his head, amused at himself. "Alright. Weekly. I'm surprised you started with swords at all, to be honest. What sort of situation would I find myself in where I have access to a sword?"

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"I just wanted to see if you picked up any skills from when you read my history," Valdis replied, "I suppose memory of something doesn't make it possible to perform."

X did seem teachable though, mostly because of his willingness to learn.

"We're going to focus more on self-defense than attack, you don't need to be on the front lines."

Anything to keep him from ending up like the Fool.

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"Ten years." Zephyr's eyebrows went up, because that didn't at all jive with the puppy appearance he was seeing.

...This was a conversation that'd be better had over food. He dusted his pants off absently, like he cared about it, and turned. "Yeah, I'll get food for both of us. Stay here, I'll be back in a bit."

It would take a few minutes; but eventually he'd be back with two orders of the cheesy noodles, one with a fork and one without, and he settled down with legs folded to be at Meira's level for eating. "So, ten years," he said conversationally, as if the pause hadn't happened. "You look a little young for ten."

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Meira sat quietly while Zephyr left to get the food. Well, as quietly as a child who didn't like sitting still could sit anyway. She jumped up when he came back, but didn't move from where he had left her, her tail waving at the sight of food. She gave it a sniff when he settled down, waiting for him to set it in front of her before she took a bite. Yummy.

I just look like a dog in this dream, she said while she continued to eat as daintily as possible. Fun thing about telepathy. Don't know why, but I'm actually a girl.

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"Kind of a fuzzy girl." Zephyr was smiling as he settled his plate on one knee, balancing it carefully. "Yeah, okay, I've been hearing the Dreaming's playing around with people."

He hadn't met someone named Meira before, but he hardly knew all the Dreamfolk in the city. Also, wow, thinking while eating was very handy.

"Having fun being a dog?" He figured it could go either way.