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.

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Meira slipped around behind him when he settled on the ground, dropping her head over his shoulder so she could see the menu.

Of course I can read, she sounded slightly offended, I'm ten, I learned to read a long time ago.

She didn't know what everything on the menu was, but noodles with cheese sounded yummy. Meira hummed, poking his cheek with her nose before dancing around to the front.

The cheese noodles, she declared, then added, please.

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Oh, wow, that was a cold nose. Zephyr twitched at the prod.

"Ten whats," he wanted to know, because she did not at all look like a ten year old dog, at least to his moderately limited knowledge of dogs. But he nodded, and took a few moments to look over the menu himself.

Finally he unfolded his legs, getting up to put the menu back on the table. "Cheese noodles it is," he said solemnly. "You gonna stay put if I go order?"

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Ten years!, Meira chirped, jumping away and spinning in a circle when Zephyr unfolded his legs, bouncing up and down a few times.

I can stay. She replied, sitting down as if to prove that she could, Are you going to eat with me? It's always better to eat with friends.

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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.