Room 502, Early Thursday
Jan. 17th, 2008 07:47 amRomeo Montague was having the oddest dream. Andrew tried to sell him a potion to take away strange bloating and moodiness. "'Twill taste like peanut-butter brownies!," he promised, while a girl astride a dragon nodded her agreement. Romeo took a brownie and wandered off, to be met by a statue of Apollo, who handed him a chisel and begged him to make the unkindest cut of all. Gobsmacked by this even in a dream, Romeo stood there ... and the floor melted into a Slip-n-Slide covered in chocolate. Rikku waved goodbye, a little sadly, as he sped toward a distant wall.
And as he slid, Friar Laurence grabbed at him, hauling him off his path. "So this is how you mourn?" he asked, with eyes clear and angry. "This is how you mourn."
He woke up gasping for breath.
[OOC: Closed unless Teyla wants to comment.]
And as he slid, Friar Laurence grabbed at him, hauling him off his path. "So this is how you mourn?" he asked, with eyes clear and angry. "This is how you mourn."
He woke up gasping for breath.
[OOC: Closed unless Teyla wants to comment.]