First Entry

[suewnsong.livejournal.com]

[Who ever said a dream had to be restful? Someone boring, probably. Certainly not any self respecting doctor of archaeology. At least not one answering to the name of River Song. And for fortunately anyone entering this specific dream hoping for adventure, that's exactly what she answered to.

The people who didn't would still have to run from a giant rolling boulder--classics were classics--and might have to deal with getting a little lost in the alien temple, too. They'd just enjoy it less.

At the center of the temple (deceptively close to the starting point, as dreams often were) sits River sprawled atop something that might look suspiciously like a certain ark, sipping from a golden goblet and laughing at a joke just missed. Or a joke all her own, given there's no one else in the room.]

You're late.

Comments

had to. XD

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[Was everyone going to start telling her that in her dreams? Once she wakes up, it'll make her wonder in that nagging, uncomfortable way whether there's something she needs to be doing more quickly.

She, it turns out, is an Asian girl, perhaps in her late teens, modestly but fashionably dressed (despite the clothes being mussed and dirty after a faster-than-human-speed dash away from a boulder and the time it's taken to analyze and find her way through the temple layout).

Even as she catches her breath, she deserves a bit of her attitude after making it here. She angles herself facing River, and puts a hand to her hip even as her lips form a smirk.]

I'm worth waiting for. [Her eyes flicker to the artifacts.] Should I congratulate you now?

xD

[suewnsong.livejournal.com]

[Very unlikely. River's polite button is just broken and she's never bothered to fix it. She smiles down at the woman, still amused by whatever she'd been laughing at, and swirls her wine-goblet.] Now...why would you do something like that? Not about the dream, I hope? Because if you were looking for an impressive dream you should have been here last week for the one about the clowns.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

You were late. [No, she really can't resist, tone still light and flippant.] I've already had the one about the amusement park.

[And outside dreams, some rather useful clowns (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_YXOPsqwreU) under her own orders there; but that was a long time ago, now.]

[suewnsong.livejournal.com]

[She smiles, now clearly amused by Ami's comment, rather than whatever private joke she had before.] Who ever said it had anything to do with an amusement park?

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[She gives a soft laugh, not unpleasant; a rarity.]

Then how did it go?

Ahhh late

[suewnsong.livejournal.com]

[Oh, her eyes sparkle with mischief, but her smile doesn't budge.] Couldn't say.

no worries!

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Then there's no harm in making this into something new, now. Something more fun.

[suewnsong.livejournal.com]

More fun than an adventure with danger and treasure at the end?

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes. There's always something even more.

[suewnsong.livejournal.com]

You've got my attention, then.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

You want a thrill, right?

Why not let me make that for you? [Oh, she'd love that, even with no tricks of her own involved: simply to be shaping the surroundings for the other woman.]

A maze. Of my making. For you to find the prize.

[suewnsong.livejournal.com]

A labyrinth? Forgive me saying it, Sweetheart, but an endless maze sounds a bit more tedious than it does thrilling. Prize or no.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Not a labyrinth, then. [She's the goddess of knowledge; she can come up with any type of puzzle.]

[suewnsong.livejournal.com]

Not a labyrinth then. [Her smile is faintly amused.] Have you something else in mind?

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[She seems unperturbed.]

Well, not yet. But we're both bored.

[suewnsong.livejournal.com]

So we seem. That's promising: all the best stories start with two people who are bored.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

Oh? Nothing about it being a noble quest? [There's a slight undercurrent in her dismissive tone that suggests she'd rather not have the pastime clouded with ideals.]

[suewnsong.livejournal.com]

Oh, hardly. The only things that makes any 'noble quest' less tedious than an empty labyrinth are the pretty faces you can bring along. Quests born out of boredom, though? You can count on those to keep you entertained.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[That, River, earns you a name and introduction.]

I'm Mizuno Ami. Let's get along well! [The smile is a bit too bright and overdone; she's still not used to acting energetic.]

[suewnsong.livejournal.com]

Doctor River Song. [She flashes a mischievous smirk.] Let's keep it interesting.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[That distracts her immediately.] A doctor?