video/action ❆ day 161

[wolfofmidgard]

[The feed flickers on to a view of the library. And Meja, sitting at a table, with a big book out in front of her. It appears to be a book about plants, hazarding from the pictures visible on the video feed. Laying on Meja's shoulder is a white rat, who appears to be sleeping. Her armor is glamoured into a dark blue coat.]

I don't suppose anyone's been poking around the lab machines, as of late? Some of the plants in hydroponics are getting quite large, and I've been curious about food applications since I started. Unless we'd like to completely depend on random chance in the cafeteria. It was suggested to me that we should test the plants properly, to see if they're edible, but I'm terrible with anything mechanical.

Is anyone interested? I should mention that if this work also includes testing machines, it will be dangerous and should not be undertaken lightly. I can heal wounds, if it comes to that, but I'd like to exercise as much caution as we're able to, here.

[She smiles.]

Tusen takk.

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[wolfofmidgard]

[Meja shakes her head.]

I'm afraid not — that must have been before I arrived. I don't sleep. I've been known to have... visions, I guess you could call them, when I meditate. But that's the closest I get, and they're rare. What kind of city did you see?

[tryingitall]

I don't sleep either. That was the weird part.

I haven't tried since then, but I get the impression it might be possible still. The city...it was sort of bright. Crystalline. But you couldn't see the faces of the people walking about.

[wolfofmidgard]

A crystal city... [Meja squints, thoughtfully, at the ceiling. It doesn't budge any memories.] That's... another odd piece of the puzzle. If you can, and it wasn't harmful, it might be beneficial to try again. I think we're all resigned to simply collecting pieces until we can create something more solid from them, so to speak.

[tryingitall]

Tell you what. I'll try if you'll try and join me. [He's grinning, and possibly flirting a little.] Maybe two sets of eyes will be able to notice more.

[wolfofmidgard]

[Meja bites her lower lip, trying not to smile.]

Do you think I'd be able to get there, even if I didn't dream of the city to begin with?

[tryingitall]

I have no idea. The whole business is a bit of a mystery. But if worst came to worst, I'm sure I have dreams to share that you might find entertaining.

[He's not even just talking about the orgy dreams, Meja! Gallery parties and running around beaches along the Riviera are nice, too.]

[wolfofmidgard]

[Uh huh. Sure, Balthazar. Meja considers, and then nods. She has a curiosity that even most cats would find excessive.]

It could be useful, and interesting, if we can find the place. ...if 'find' is even the proper word for a city you can only explore in your dreams.

[tryingitall]

[He's come to the door of something resembling a laboratory now, and peers around briefly before entering. It's going to take more than a cursory look-over at these machines, but that may be for the best. He needs something to do.]

Right? It's not really a location, per se, I think. Maybe a memory of one. Tell you what, I'm going to work around here now, but I'll call on you later; maybe we can make plans to sleep together. [Grin. Now he's being deliberately silly.]

[wolfofmidgard]

[Meja laughs quietly, smiling and shaking her head.]

Bring your sleeping bag, and I'll paint your nails. Since your hair isn't long enough to braid.

[Yup. Sleepover jokes. She went there.]

[tryingitall]

I'll make popcorn, it'll be fun!

Careful, I'll take you up on that. [Maybe not the nail-painting, though. He cut the feed with a sly wink, but he'll be thinking about the possibility of dream sharing, and wondering how able they'll be to direct the results.]