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songerein2022-12-01 10:18 pm
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[ OPEN ] Now that I'm older my heart's colder
Who: Kaeya Alberich, Diluc Ragnvindr, and YOU
Which: Open Interactive Dream Log
Where: N/A
What: Dreamshare with the child versions of Kaeya and Diluc!
Warnings: potential angst in the second half??
[ our dream opens up to a lovely view of the dawn winery, its manor and its sprawling grounds.
the hour is late, the sun a heavy orange orb hanging against the horizon, the warm orange-reds of sunset streaking the western sky, fading into the deep blue of night above the manor, a handful of stars just beginning to wink into existence. though enough light remains to see by, it is growing dimmer by the second, and it isn't long before several spots of soft white lights blink to life across the vineyards, little faerie lights strung between poles across the grounds. it's chilly, though there's no snow or frost on the ground, the air still nips, and many of the trees around the manor and hemming the perimeter are either naked, or nearing it, the last dregs of autumn clinging to their branches. winter is here, though it's only just beginning.
but neither the dark nor the cold is enough to stop the two young boys who dash across the grounds, flitting between the rows of grapevines. they're dressed in warm fur-lined cloaks, scarves and mittens, and they squeal and screech as they run. one boy, with wild scarlet hair, lunges at the second boy, with ice blue eyes (one hidden beneath an eyepatch) and a darker complexion, nearly snagging him by the cloak, but just missing. ]
Hey, hey, you're too fast, Kae!
Then hurry up, Luc!!
[ but the little red-haired boy won't be put off by the challenge, and he sprints forward even harder, lunging again - ]
Woah!!
[ both boys go tumbling together in a tangle, crashing through one of the grapevines, right at your feet.
the dream shifts.
the gentle rolling hills of mondstadt fade, and instead you find yourself in an old fortress, or castle? it's difficult to tell from the inside. the walls are stone, intricately carved, and while there is beauty here, there is also decay, and something.. sick, something broken. the high, proud walls are dingy, there are cracks in the stone, piles of debris in the corners, and through the windows you can see that the "sky" is a terrible, bloody red that dyes the room in unsettling crimson. that same "sky" stretches over the city that can be glimpsed through the mirror - once proud spires are broken and crumbling, and the streets are thin and quiet, without the usual bustle and merry noise that comes along with what you'd expect of such a large civilization. the overall atmosphere is sad, oppressive, damaged, shattered.
the boy is here. not the fire-haired one, but the boy with the icy eye and deep blue hair, and he seems a few years younger. he's wrapped in a traveling cloak, and seems to be waiting for someone, or something. he's clearly apprehensive, his little fingers tugging at his frayed, too-long sleeves. he doesn't pace, only stands stock still, staring at the door, the red light of the "sky" in his hair. at last, the door creaks open and a tall man walks through, with hair the same color as the boy's, also wrapped in a traveling cloak. the boy tenses, biting his lip. ]
It's time to go, Kaeya.
[ the boy swallows, and nods, taking the man's offered hand, his voice trembling. ]
Okay.
[ ooc: please specify if you'd like the first or second part of the dream! if you choose the first, please also specify whether you would prefer to interact with kaeya, diluc, or both of them! if you do not specify, we'll just choose for you! c: happy dreaming! ♥ ]
Which: Open Interactive Dream Log
Where: N/A
What: Dreamshare with the child versions of Kaeya and Diluc!
Warnings: potential angst in the second half??
[ our dream opens up to a lovely view of the dawn winery, its manor and its sprawling grounds.
the hour is late, the sun a heavy orange orb hanging against the horizon, the warm orange-reds of sunset streaking the western sky, fading into the deep blue of night above the manor, a handful of stars just beginning to wink into existence. though enough light remains to see by, it is growing dimmer by the second, and it isn't long before several spots of soft white lights blink to life across the vineyards, little faerie lights strung between poles across the grounds. it's chilly, though there's no snow or frost on the ground, the air still nips, and many of the trees around the manor and hemming the perimeter are either naked, or nearing it, the last dregs of autumn clinging to their branches. winter is here, though it's only just beginning.
but neither the dark nor the cold is enough to stop the two young boys who dash across the grounds, flitting between the rows of grapevines. they're dressed in warm fur-lined cloaks, scarves and mittens, and they squeal and screech as they run. one boy, with wild scarlet hair, lunges at the second boy, with ice blue eyes (one hidden beneath an eyepatch) and a darker complexion, nearly snagging him by the cloak, but just missing. ]
Hey, hey, you're too fast, Kae!
Then hurry up, Luc!!
[ but the little red-haired boy won't be put off by the challenge, and he sprints forward even harder, lunging again - ]
Woah!!
[ both boys go tumbling together in a tangle, crashing through one of the grapevines, right at your feet.
the dream shifts.
the gentle rolling hills of mondstadt fade, and instead you find yourself in an old fortress, or castle? it's difficult to tell from the inside. the walls are stone, intricately carved, and while there is beauty here, there is also decay, and something.. sick, something broken. the high, proud walls are dingy, there are cracks in the stone, piles of debris in the corners, and through the windows you can see that the "sky" is a terrible, bloody red that dyes the room in unsettling crimson. that same "sky" stretches over the city that can be glimpsed through the mirror - once proud spires are broken and crumbling, and the streets are thin and quiet, without the usual bustle and merry noise that comes along with what you'd expect of such a large civilization. the overall atmosphere is sad, oppressive, damaged, shattered.
the boy is here. not the fire-haired one, but the boy with the icy eye and deep blue hair, and he seems a few years younger. he's wrapped in a traveling cloak, and seems to be waiting for someone, or something. he's clearly apprehensive, his little fingers tugging at his frayed, too-long sleeves. he doesn't pace, only stands stock still, staring at the door, the red light of the "sky" in his hair. at last, the door creaks open and a tall man walks through, with hair the same color as the boy's, also wrapped in a traveling cloak. the boy tenses, biting his lip. ]
It's time to go, Kaeya.
[ the boy swallows, and nods, taking the man's offered hand, his voice trembling. ]
Okay.
[ ooc: please specify if you'd like the first or second part of the dream! if you choose the first, please also specify whether you would prefer to interact with kaeya, diluc, or both of them! if you do not specify, we'll just choose for you! c: happy dreaming! ♥ ]
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I'm not surprised that you're not allowed there. It's very dangerous and cold.
[He doesn't want to scare them too much, but at the same time doesn't want to encourage them when they're so small... even though this is only a dream.]
You'd need a lot of preparations and experience... Maybe when you're older we can travel there together. If anything happens, I'll be sure to protect you.
[He gives them a reassuring smile.]
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[ he's very cold resistant, aether!! anyway, they're drawing near to the fort now, so kaeya slows, and turns to their new adventurer friend. ]
Okay, now you have to pinky promise not to ever tell anyone about this place. It's a secret.
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[(Affectionate.)
Diluc doesn't have his Pyro Vision yet, but he prefers the warm even now.]
You have to pinky promise both of us. It's very serious.
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Aether smiles fondly, before nodding.]
Sure. [And he leans forward, extending his hand with a pinky out for a promise.]
I'll promise you both I won't tell a soul about your super secret fort.
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No you're weird!
[ NO U!! kaeya sticks out his tongue (lovingly) before turning toward aether and very solemnly hooking their pinkies together. he'll wait for diluc to do the same, and when all their pinkies are curled together he smiles. ]
You triple swear pinkie promise? So that if you break it the wind will blow you down a well?