Attention!

[dream_is_a_wish]

[Dreamfinder appears on the feed, interrupting whatever anyone may have been doing on their Mirrors. He will feel guilty over that in a moment but he has to focus.]

Apprentices. Your help is needed in the Kingdoms. Someone is...murdering the Citizens of Main Street. It, will be dangerous but well, you all have something the citizens do not.

[Figment's head pops up over Dreamfinder's shoulder.]

Yeah! You guys have a got Sparks! And a whole lotta of 'em too! Plus, we have enough Sparks saved up from your mission to bring back two more Kingdom Spirits!

[Dreamfinder smiles, resting his hand on Figment's head (more a comfort for himself than the little dragon).]

Please keep your eyes open- I need to get things ready for the next step in freeing the Bayou- but....I can't do it without you. So please, be careful.

Yeah and let us know if you find anything!

Thank you, everyone.

[He gives a gentle smile before shutting off the feed, Figment waving until the screens return to whatever they had been on before.]

Comments

[creepyoldguy]

[He gave a delighted, barking laugh.]

Okay, okay, fair enough.

Meh. I don’t know that I particularly wanna play hide-and-stab with a murderer.

[strangeandunusual]

Now that you can actually die, too, you mean.

[a teasing grin, to show she's not saying it to be a jerk]

That's good, though, I wouldn't want anything to happen to you. ... I gotta admit, this ... this is scarier than when the Sanderson Sisters were here. I mean - yeah, they could mind control people, but ... but no one's died here before. I can't Princess away death. At least - I don't think I can.

[creepyoldguy]

Whaaaat? No way! Just not in the mood to get knif—-yeah, okay, you got me.

It’s such a pain, y’know?

[He hummed and shook his head. ]

That, is likely above your pay grade. Given we have a ‘god of the dead’ or whatever here. And drawing doors does bupkis, so, rules here are probably all sideways and stupid.

[strangeandunusual]

Actually I wouldn't know, but... I trust your experience. [wink.]

I ... drew a door in my apartment anyway, you know. The other day. ... Just in case. Since it's almost Halloween and all.

[creepyoldguy]

A wise choice.

[He grinned.]

Oh, well, yeah, Halloween is different. And I haven’t actually tried it since I first got here. Before I saw you were here.

....on a related note, if your door works, make sure the local wandering dead steer clear.

[strangeandunusual]

Yes sir, Mr. Ghost With The Most. [she saluted him with a smile] I'd hate for them to not be able to get back home before they were ready to leave. I was more thinking it might be a way for Adam and Barbara to come visit ... if they can ... or ... you know. Not-Mom.

[creepyoldguy]

Oh. OH. If your versions of A-dawg and B-town show up, that would be fricken great!

My versions too, but, we’d have to keep them in separate bowls so they don’t fight.

[Sigh.]

Who am I kidding? There would be pottery and cookies and furniture polish everywhere, probably.

[strangeandunusual]

A-dawg? B-town?! What kind of stupid nicknames are those?

[she laughed. a lot.] I've never heard anyone ever call anyone else stuff like that. ... But you're probably right. I bet they'd love it here. Everything on Main Street reminds me of how they had the house before Delia and Otho started wrecking it... Adam would probably want to work at the Emporium and run the hardware section.

[creepyoldguy]

“Do you think Sexy and Babs are better on the nickname end? I’m not sure they liked either, but, the hazards of working friendships, y’know?”

He snorted. “I can hear the conversations about wood oil and crown molding now.”

[strangeandunusual]

"I know other-you called her Babs. I think Adam was just Adam. Other you was ... definitely not as flexible in the uh... as far as who he was attracted to." It was awkward talking about this sort of thing with most people, let alone the alternate version of someone who'd tried to marry her (among other things).