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Post by sebastian on Apr 24, 2015 13:27:11 GMT -5
Sebastian had been enjoying one of his more favorite feline pastimes...dozing in the sunrays coming into the window in the livingroom. Right in the middle of a most enjoyable dream he was rudely awakened by his familiar sense going off...LOUDLY! "That wretched female is at it again! I swear it would take 10 familiars, all stronger and wiser than me, to keep that one out of trouble! I thought with the return of Kaden my job would be made easier, but nooooo...no rest for the familiar...nooooo...Kaden gets to snooze whenever he feels like it...or go off traipsing about..doing whatever wizards do...but let Sebastian try and take a half hour..well...catnap..and...she goes and finds the very things in this damn castle she has no business being into!" So muttering, to NOONE, the beleaguered feline ran off, up the attic steps, in pursuit of his errant charge.
Arriving in the attic, Sebastian saw that it was worse than he had feared Cassandra had the darned dress and was wearing it! Able to see the strange reflection from his vantage point, the feline was in a frenzy and took the only action he could immediately think of. He took a huge leap and landed right on Cassandra's shoulder, digging his claws in to remain attached.
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Post by cassandra on Apr 24, 2015 19:12:01 GMT -5
"What the....! Owwwwww! You damned furball you've scratched my shoulder! You damn near ripped the dress! I swear to all that's holy my father must of been out of his freakin mind when he assigned you to ..to...do whatever it is you're supposed to do for me!" Cassandra made quite the show as she simultaneously reached behind her and attempted to snatch the pesky feline, and danced a jig reminiscent of the "pee pee dance." Finally catching the cat by the scruff of the neck she dragged him round front of her, hissed in his face, then slung him down onto an overstuffed chair. "I swear Sebastian! You clawed me,! What in all that is holy were you thinking? "You almost tore my dress, and if you had you'd really be in trouble!"
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Post by sebastian on Apr 24, 2015 22:44:43 GMT -5
"FURBALL? Did you really just call me a furball?" The indignant feline's voice rose a full octave as he stared at his mistress in stunned, disapproving, disbelief. "Well, missy! Pot, kettle, black is all I can think of to reply to that at the moment!" The cat sat there trembling in indignation, unable to think of anything scathing enough to say to Cassandra, who at that very minute had gone back to twirling and preening in front of the mirror in that damned dress!
"Errrrr...I came up to tell you that I'm certain I heard Kaden awaken, and I'm sure he'll be looking for you. Shouldn't you get out of that ridiculous costume and go and see what he wants?" It was weak, but it was all Sebastian could come up with at the moment
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Post by cassandra on Apr 24, 2015 23:15:34 GMT -5
"If you're so concerned with Kaden and his wants, why don't you go and check on him?" Cassandra huffed. "If Kaden wants me, he knows how to find me. As for you, you wore out your welcome when you jumped on my back and clawed me! You're a miserable excuse for a familiar if I've ever heard of one. Now shoo! Off with you!" Cassandra said as she pushed the annoying feline towards the stairs. "Don't come back until you know how to act!" And with that Cassandra turned back towards the mirror as the chastened cat slunk off .
Cassandra returned to her preening for a moment, laughing to herself at the flight of fancy that had made her think she saw the cottage from her dream in the mirror. "It's just this dress. It makes me feel as if I'm living in another time." she thought to herself. Strangely reluctant to take it off, she kept it on while she returned to the window seat and picked up the old volume and returned to her reading. Once again, after just a few moments, even though she hadn't felt tired in the least when she sat down, her head began to nod, and she dozed off.
"Please don't be frightened, love." 'Tristan' said as he reached and took her hand " I've missed you so. It cuts me to my soul that you have few memories of me, and are frightened. I would never harm you. "
"I'm not afraid of your harming me," Cassandra said softly. "I'm afraid of...of...this place..what it means...how'd I get here...and...and...who are you? Where is this place? Cassandra asked the questions in her usual rapid fire style, but her demeanor portrayed more fear than she professed.
"Whoa, love. One question at a time! Unfortunately, while I have answers for you, I'm afraid they will cause more distress than they relieve. 'Where' is our home, although you have few memories of it. . It is a bit difficult to explain, but I'll try. This..world, if you will, was created for us...and only us...to live in. It was to be a haven of safety from your father. Unfortunately, the wizard who created it was bit remiss in his conjuring. He did, indeed, make a world that dreams are made of. Quite literally, it would seem. While I seem to a permanent resident, you can only come when you are dreaming. Which leaves you a rather impermanent resident.
"A home for...us? I don't understand..why would I live here with you? Who are you? Oh, I know you've told me your name is Tristan, but that doesn't really tell me who you are!"
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Post by Kaden on Apr 27, 2015 22:55:05 GMT -5
Kaden made his way up to the attic, a look of concern etched into his features. He didn't know what he was to be concerned about, but the cat came to him and told him Cassandra was acting strange. Something about a dress. Said he was worried. That was the part that stuck with the wizard. He and the cat didn't share much at all. They had pretty much nothing in common but their intense love for Cassandra. So even though the familiar wouldn't tell him much, the mere existence of his worry alone worried Kaden. As his head poked above the entrance to the attic, he saw her asleep near the window in, indeed, a strange dress. Still, the sight of her evenly rising and falling bosom lessened his worry some.
He entered the attic anyway, walking over to her and gently prodding her shoulder. She was much more amiable to being woken up than he was, he noted with a grin. "Cassie, love, wake up." Kaden whispered in her ear.
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Post by cassandra on Apr 27, 2015 23:06:25 GMT -5
"Cassie love, wake up. Cassandra heard the words as if from a great distance. She knew it was Kaden calling to her, yet she was strangely reluctant to answer. Looking to Tristan, she saw that he had heard it as well. "You just arrived here and already he's calling you back!" The world around Cassandra began to grow distant, the very air seemed to 'shimmer'. Words from a poem she'd read once came into her head, 'far and wee'...that's what was happening..the world she was currently in was growing 'far and wee.' "I...I...don't understand what's happening!she thought, (or did she actually say? "Tristan?" But he was already too far and too wee.
Waking up in the attic she saw Kaden's face above hers, looking worried. "I'm awake, Kade. Is something wrong?"
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Post by Kaden on Apr 27, 2015 23:14:16 GMT -5
He smiled softly as her eyes fluttered open. It was always a sight he adored. She usually woke before him, so the rare mornings he'd awoken before she did were like Christmas presents. "No, princess, nothing's wrong. Your familiar seemed concerned though. Thought I should check on you, I guess." Now that she was awake, Kaden's eyes slid down her body, taking the dress in. It was lovely, but there was something about it. It drew him.
"Where did you get that dress?"
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Post by cassandra on Apr 27, 2015 23:24:23 GMT -5
"Isn't it great? Fiona and I found some dresses in an old trunk and had them done up. I think this is the prettiest one, though. Doesn't it just take you back in time?" Even as she said the words she felt a weird sensation inside. "I had the oddest dream, though. Wonder if it's because of the dress? I seemed to go back in time, or nooo..that's not quite right..to another time, though..another place...I dunno...it was odd.." Cassandra knew she was babbling, but couldn't seem to stop for some reason. "Maybe the cloth itself is made of dreams..a 'dreamweaver' if you will. As Cassandra said those words a song from long ago came into her head...Ohhhh..dreamweaver...I believe you can take me through the niiight....Ohhhh..dreamweaver...i believe we can reach the morning light.."
"Oh, what's happening to me," Cassandra thought worriedly. "I don't feel at all like myself!"
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Post by Kaden on Apr 27, 2015 23:39:53 GMT -5
Her words brought a frown to Kaden's face. The cat had to have suspected the same thing he was now. Then why not just tell him? If he had to guess, it was so he didn't worry, just in case it was benign. "This time or place you went to...did you feel like you'd been there before? Like...was there actual evidence that you had?" The wizard asked, running his hand through his hair. It was a habit he was never able to break.
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Post by cassandra on Apr 28, 2015 0:35:11 GMT -5
"Any evidence? I don't know what you mean.." as Cassandra said the words her eyes went over to the windowseat...and saw the flower,,now withered, lying on the ground. "Evidence? You mean like this?" she asked as she walked over and picked up the flower. Holding it up in front of Kaden she said, "I picked this in the...the...whatever it was...I picked this to prove to myself I was dreaming..only..only...Kade, what's happening to me?" Cassandra was near tears as she uttered the words.
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Post by Kaden on Apr 28, 2015 0:47:04 GMT -5
"The dream's pulling you inside it." He answered grimly, eyes fixed on the crumbling flower in her fingers. He took her hand and pulled her to him, hugging her to his chest. "It's the dress, like you thought. Dreamweave...it's a magical stitching technique using fragments of dream essence." He got to the end of the sentence before mentally slapping himself. This was probably not the time. She was scared. His voice softened. "It'll be okay. How long have you been in the dress? Can you take it off?"
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Post by cassandra on Apr 28, 2015 0:53:26 GMT -5
"It's a do what?" In her state of mind Cassandra hadn't understood a word he said, really. The only thing that caught her attention was ...'can you take it off?'. I dunno if I can take it off or not, I haven't tried..hold on.." With that Cassandra reached behind her to undo the laces...but..they began to draw themselves tighter around her..squeezing her...the more she pulled on the laces the tighter they became! "No, Kade! I can't seem to get it off me! It's nearly choking me! What's happening here?" Cassandra was growing more terrified by the moment.
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Post by Kaden on Apr 28, 2015 1:16:39 GMT -5
He took her arms in his hands and gently shushed her. "Shhh...calm down princess. Calm down. It's okay." Kaden repeated, like a mantra. He knew at this point that there was only one way to get that dress off. Eventually, regardless of her best efforts to stay conscious, the dress would put her to sleep. And then she'd be trapped in whatever dream she was having. "I don't know if there's a way for me to go in there with you. Tell me what you see in there."
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Post by cassandra on Apr 28, 2015 1:21:06 GMT -5
"There's a man..Tristan...and a cottage..with all kinds of strange things in it...he says it's our home. How can that be, Kaden? He says it was built for us, to live in..a place of dreams..." Cassandra trailed off....trying to remember everything she'd seen in the 'dream'. "Oh! There were these shelves that had figurines on them, some of them were people, us in particular, and others were of pets I've had. And there was this..this..well...TV screen that showed people here...like in real time. That was just in the main room, there were other rooms, but I didn't go in them." Cassandra looked to Kaden to see if what she'd said had been at all helpful.
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