Mingle time!

[heavyliesthecrown]

Who: Idols
Where: Everywhere
When: Day 443; Whenever

[ So I heard we got some newbies. Let's release them into the wild! ]

Comments

[ouji4board]

Uh. ...My face, I guess. But not if you mean like, artsy.

[firstworldproblem]

No need to be artsy. Just a way to express your feelings. We could try that.

[ouji4board]

I guess it's Taisho-y.

[firstworldproblem]

My, I haven't even thought of that. Wait here. I will get supplies.

[He pets his head and gets up coming back with an easel, brushes and paint.]

I went through a few hobbies before I found one that stuck.

[ouji4board]

[ balks a bit THIS IS STRESSFUL ]

...What stuck?

[firstworldproblem]

Napping.

My, is this a bit too much? I could have simply gotten parchment.

[ouji4board]

I could nap too...

[firstworldproblem]

I could watch over your dreams.

[ouji4board]

I like you too much to put that on you.

[firstworldproblem]

I can control them. It would hardly be a bother.

[ouji4board]

Man, I don't even really remember my dreams unless they're, like. Bad.

[firstworldproblem]

I imagine you'd enjoy a fun, nonsensical dream. I'd give you power over them yourself, but perhaps when you are not in so fraught a mood.

[ouji4board]

That's...probably a good idea! Too much power isn't great for me.

[firstworldproblem]

Are you in a mood to sleep or should I get out the sleeping potions?

[ouji4board]

dw_null@dreamwidth.org> wrote:

[ouji4board]

I am never in the mood to sleep! ...You have sleeping potions? What if I, like. Can't wake up?

[firstworldproblem]

Never?

[He waves a hand.]

We all have to awaken sometime. So I would not worry about that.

[ouji4board]

What if I have a nightmare and I can't get out of it?

[firstworldproblem]

Tonight, you have me as insurance that such a scenario will not happen.

And if you need such assistance other nights, you need only ask.

[ouji4board]

[ yeah like that's gonna happen ]

I mean... Sure. Okay. Why not. Let's give it a shot.

[firstworldproblem]

[He hands him a sleeping potion. Actually, no, he mixes him a nice drink. One on the low end of the alcohol side.]

I'll think of something suitable for your dreams.

[ouji4board]

Yeahhhh, uh. Sorry 'bout them, dude.

[ CHUGS THE DRINK ]

[firstworldproblem]

[Emet will toss him a pillow and blanket and wait until he falls asleep to join him in slumber. Though the timing of this is always a little off, so he won't be able to snatch him from the dream right away.

But he does barge in on his dreams as they progress. A purple bloom of a portal appears, and he steps through holding out his hand.]

[ouji4board]

[ WELCOME TO THE MAUSOLEUM, and though Klaus is his adult self, it's as if the mausoleum itself has grown bigger and darker and colder proportionately. klaus has pressed himself into the corner, his hands over his ears. instead of the usual ghosts yelling at him, it's the distorted sounds of his siblings. ]

[tsundering]

[A man with familiar gold eyes but the most ridiculous bed head final fantasy hair kneels down and wraps his arms around his shoulders. As he does the sounds of the voices begin to fade and the room brightens just a little.]

Oh, my dear Klaus, they love you so. Even if they are unable to always express it.

[At least the voice is familiar.]