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onepassingnight2012-03-07 11:15 pm
promotedpawn) wrote in onepassingnight2012-03-07 11:15 pm
003rd Promotion ♛ Tell me your wish
[Today's dream starts with darkness and emptiness, deep and wide, you may not even realize that you're dreaming, or even have a real sense of self and time. For the longest instant in the whole eternity, there's nothing but darkness and void around and inside of you. And then, swirling from the far distance, the tones of the keys of a piano start to reach your ears, drip by drip, coming closer and yet remaining distant at the same time. New instruments join the tune and soon the velvet-like sound of a woman's voice finishes the birth of the song that seems to echo inside of you as much as around you.
And yet, there's still darkness and void despite the music that fills you now. Or is there?]
Welcome, to the Crimson Room.
[A man's voice welcomes you, easily and naturally as if he has been awaiting for you. And it's then that you realize that you most likely had your eyes closed, no wonder you couldn't see anything. Opening them will introduce you to a big and wide room colored in red shades, without doubt this must be the "Crimson Room" you were welcomed to. The music still reaches your ears, however no matter where you look, there's no one playing or singing, the doors are firmly closed and so are the windows that show nothing but a golden mist on the other side of the crystal, so thick that it's simply impossible to see anything of the outside.
You're not alone in the room, though. In the center of it lays a couch that doesn't have anything to envy to the thrones of kings and queens of the past, and sitting on it, is Primo, dressed in a red coat like always, relaxedly and naturally. This is his realm after all. He doesn't look at his guest, though, instead his attention is on a letter he holds in one hand, written on the most white paper you have ever seen, whatever is written on it seems to be done in a mixture of purple and golden ink. And the wizard reads the letter with an amused and interested smile on his lips. When he talks it's hard to tell if it's for his guest or just for himself as he keeps looking at the letter rather than at the person there with him.]
It seems you have just arrived at the perfect time. Right now I've been invited to a simple game of collecting successes in the form of fulfilled wishes. I don't normally use my powers carelessly like this, but I feel in a good mood today so I suppose I may grant you a request if you ask for it.
I'm Primo, the Wizard of Destiny. Don't be fooled by my title, though, I don't settle a destiny, instead I destroy them, it's my specialty. But you don't have to sacrifice your destiny for a wish from me today. Even just a wish for a life supply of cake will suffice, there's nothing I can't do. But I will warn you, nothing comes for free, even if I have no desire for a personal gain, neither will ask for a price, magic requires one to be paid. The greater the wish, the greater the payment you will have to make, it may not be done immediately, though, it might not happen until many years have passed. But it will happen.
So, tell me. What wish would you like me to grant you? Don't be shy, ask anything your heart desires. Just remember to be careful with what you wish.
((ooc: That's right, this is a dream based on this month's theme! But with a twist, instead of Primo's wishes going wrong, he will be granting wishes and at the same time making them go wrong at some point. Feel free to have your char ask the most outrageous things, with both the dream natural magic and Primo's (very real) magic there's nothing impossible!))
And yet, there's still darkness and void despite the music that fills you now. Or is there?]
Welcome, to the Crimson Room.
[A man's voice welcomes you, easily and naturally as if he has been awaiting for you. And it's then that you realize that you most likely had your eyes closed, no wonder you couldn't see anything. Opening them will introduce you to a big and wide room colored in red shades, without doubt this must be the "Crimson Room" you were welcomed to. The music still reaches your ears, however no matter where you look, there's no one playing or singing, the doors are firmly closed and so are the windows that show nothing but a golden mist on the other side of the crystal, so thick that it's simply impossible to see anything of the outside.
You're not alone in the room, though. In the center of it lays a couch that doesn't have anything to envy to the thrones of kings and queens of the past, and sitting on it, is Primo, dressed in a red coat like always, relaxedly and naturally. This is his realm after all. He doesn't look at his guest, though, instead his attention is on a letter he holds in one hand, written on the most white paper you have ever seen, whatever is written on it seems to be done in a mixture of purple and golden ink. And the wizard reads the letter with an amused and interested smile on his lips. When he talks it's hard to tell if it's for his guest or just for himself as he keeps looking at the letter rather than at the person there with him.]
It seems you have just arrived at the perfect time. Right now I've been invited to a simple game of collecting successes in the form of fulfilled wishes. I don't normally use my powers carelessly like this, but I feel in a good mood today so I suppose I may grant you a request if you ask for it.
I'm Primo, the Wizard of Destiny. Don't be fooled by my title, though, I don't settle a destiny, instead I destroy them, it's my specialty. But you don't have to sacrifice your destiny for a wish from me today. Even just a wish for a life supply of cake will suffice, there's nothing I can't do. But I will warn you, nothing comes for free, even if I have no desire for a personal gain, neither will ask for a price, magic requires one to be paid. The greater the wish, the greater the payment you will have to make, it may not be done immediately, though, it might not happen until many years have passed. But it will happen.
So, tell me. What wish would you like me to grant you? Don't be shy, ask anything your heart desires. Just remember to be careful with what you wish.
((ooc: That's right, this is a dream based on this month's theme! But with a twist, instead of Primo's wishes going wrong, he will be granting wishes and at the same time making them go wrong at some point. Feel free to have your char ask the most outrageous things, with both the dream natural magic and Primo's (very real) magic there's nothing impossible!))
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Yeah. I guess I've got it.
[He replies in a lazy tone, not really interested.
Until a wide smile breaks his face and his hands fly to grab her waist and pull her into his lap once more. He eyes gleam in an almost predatory way which would probably be something to worry about in a wizard except because... They are flooding with love and adoration at the same time, and there's a blue tint circling the gold of his eyes.]
I got all of you, my lovely Ange.
[By the way, this counts as his victory since she went to him. Score!]
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It's not like she minds being this close to him again, either way, even if for a moment worry rose in her heart when he was looking that disinterested-- but no, it was just a joke, she can see it in the way he starts to smile instead when he grabs her. And then there's that familiar blue to make it even better, since she nows that's a good thing. A reminder of his humanity. That what she can't have him lose no matter what, what she has to make sure to remind him of if the time would ever come that he can't do it himself. To make sure he remembers he's not like those witches, no matter what. ]
... Hmm. I'm all yours. [ And she means it genuinely, a tiny and thin smile even appearing on her face as she says it and leans against him. ]
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[His voice is just a whisper, just for her as he embraces her lovingly, kissing her longingly and lazily. Still desperate but without any hurry, taking his time to enjoy it all. Determined to give her as much love and affection as time allows him to. Determined to make her so happy and satisfied right now that when she wakes up she won't be able to erase from her face a glow of happiness even if she doesn't smile, just so the man that accompanies her can see her glowing in happiness and wonder who is the responsible of it.]
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Yes. It'll be an eternity so long you won't even remember the time you've been without me. [ She moves to kiss him again, hands moving first up to his face, his cheeks, and then moving back into his hair. ]
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[He challenges lightly, teasing softly between kisses and caressing. Focused only in her, thinking only in her, feeling only her. Without doubt, this is paradise even if it'll end later, right now, it's eternal.]
I love you, Ange.
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[ This is her new purpose in life, after all. She doesn't have anything left while she's awake - no family, no place to stay without being hunted by the Sumaderas, nobody to rely on but Amakusa and even that is coupled with constant bantering between the two of them. She's lost everything she had in Luceti, but.. not completely everything. She has him, even if he's not completely the same Keiichi from back then, even if he changed his name or gave up his humanity, it's still him.
It feels so nice, being this close to him, that she even closes his eyes and almost feels like she could fall asleep here once again, even if this is already a dream - warm and safe, close to him. ]