Voice Test

[lifeban]

[look i am absolute dogshit at coming up with prompts for these and when i do we end up doing something totally different, SO

take your pick

and/or just ask for ridiculous texting

or propose something]

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[eggstinction]

[gives him his hand, what a gentleman]

Thank you.

[lifeban]

[tugging him up. it's kind of cramped on the wee starskiff, but the dream is also starting to go fuzzy around the edges.]

No problem.

[eggstinction]

[takes a seat, glancing out at the horizon or something even further beyond that before turning his attention back to dan heng]

You've been kindly patient with your unexpected guest, but I am afraid I may be imposing upon your hospitality for a little longer.

[lifeban]

[pausing in prepping the starskiff, then turning to assess him with his full attention, gaze surprisingly sharp for a dreamer.]

How do you mean?

[eggstinction]

[another laughing flash of his fangs]

I linger on my dreams. They are not so easily forgotten on waking.

[lifeban]

...

[The realization it's a dream is almost enough to shake him fully loose of it-- everything's going smeary around the edges as he considers this... then resolutely turns to start the engine.]

You shouldn't come back to mine. This is as good as it gets.

[and even this is running away.]

[eggstinction]

I've seen worse.

[he scoots over to peer at the engine, curious for this NEW THING even as his surroundings blur. airships! what would his dragons think of such a thing! the humans would love it.]

But I like this one. I like your eggs, your sea, and your boat.

[lifeban]

[Moon gets an impression, loosely, of-- a disc of light, spinning in a ring of jade, and the whole thing somehow smelling alive like plants are.]

They aren't-

[his.

but the dream cuts short, with Dan Heng snapping awake tasting denial instead of terror, for once.]

[eggstinction]

[moon wants to BITE the spinning disc of light






too bad he's curled up at the foot of Dan Heng's bed and blinking awake instead]

[lifeban]

[in a heartbeat, Dan Heng is on his feet and there's a spear pointed at Moon.]

[eggstinction]

[that seems reasonable. sure wakes moon up a lot faster though]

I did say...

[lifeban]

[not moving for a few moments, as he remembers.]

...What the hell?

[eggstinction]

[pokes the end of the spear to gently guide it away from maybe not directly at his face

he had silk robes of some kind in the dream, but he can't manifest clothes in the waking world. the human guise is still mostly on— no arms, no extra eyes —but he's got his armored legs on and his tail is coiled in a circle around him]

You were dreaming. I, technically, am still dreaming.

[lifeban]

You're-?

[perceiving all that, this is just a lot at once, okay...

but he's letting Moon shift the speartip away. which is good. because that's when something in his gut wrenches and he drops Cloud Piercer entirely, and falls over.]

[eggstinction]

Sir—!?

[lifeban]

[He's breathing hard, and there's a ripping sound as his tail (but not spectral) busts through his pajamas.

the horns are, at least, less property damaging.]

[eggstinction]

[winces and chitters a high sound of confused alarm, but stays at his end of the bed. getting into a surprised, pained dragon’s space suddenly is how you get tail-whipped.]

Are you okay?

[lifeban]

[clothes aside, (ya boi is still wearing pajamas his scaly ass just shredded), when he lifts his head there's no way that statue wasn't just... him. like this.

his eyes are glowing and he's breathing hard.]

...I'm fine.

[eggstinction]

…

It looked painful.

[lifeban]

Only for a moment.

What are you?

[eggstinction]

It should be who first… But they come to the same answer. Surely you have a guess.

[gets to his feet, swishing his tail in a wide sweep behind him]

[lifeban]

[it doesn't quite match up, but...

emotionally?]

Long?

[the god of Permanence, essentially. notably a... long.]

[eggstinction]

Close.

[stands up straight and rolls his shoulders, letting his scales flare out to shield his neck and shoulders. the ‘bracers’ on his arms likewise spread, shifting human limbs to polished, ball-jointed carapace. his gemstone eyes gleam from his forehead and with a last crack, his accessory arms grow and flex. the smell of the ocean floods the room.]

I am the dream of a stellar dragon, first-laid and last-hatched of its nest.

[lifeban]

[it is a good thing he is already sitting down. because this is SO much.]

...Why?

[eggstinction]

[hm. he doesn't want to loom over the guy but he doesn't want to sit back down on the bed.

sits on the desk, crossing his legs and draping his tail over his feet]

Why am I here...? I would suppose your dream passed near to mine. Like called to like.