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| Action Id: 2311 | Crisis: | Participants: Petal and Barik | |
| Status: Resolved | Submitted: June 8, 2018, 10:50 p.m. | Public: True | GM: Puffin |
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Action by Petal
Petal would like to sleep amongst her flowers in the green house on the lodge of petichor. She is going to make bed on the floor in the middle of her green hound and surround the bed with her flowers in their pots. She hopes that by doing so maybe her nightmares will go away or maybe she will be protected from the blood hound that hunts her as she believes the flowers can possibly ward against the abyss. She thinks it might be healing for her possible sickness. She believes that it might help her get a full night's sleep. She also hopes it will help bond her closer with her flowers, closer with the lodge, closer with Peichor and closer with a possible unicorn of the lodge. Nervous about sleeping in the middle of flowers, she plans to have Barik watch her sleep. The idea would be that he watches to see if the plants attack her, if anything odd happens, to see if the unicorn comes and to see if her expression seems peaceful. Petal will ask him to wake her up if anything seems amiss or if she seems to be having nightmares or if her expression is troubled. Petal will also give Barik a shift sleeping in the flowers if all seems kosher, to try and help with the emptiness he feels.
Action by Barik
Barik sits next to Petal's laying body, struggling to remain awake while supposedly countless hours pass of having to watch her sleep.
Result
Petal sleeps. It's a restful sleep, with the flowers covering her and the blooms throwing their perfume into the air. It's a quiet time, and a peaceful night, and the Lodge is filled with the scent of the blossoms even as outside the air is chill.
It is the first night she sleeps through the night. The first time since that wretched house where she hasn't been tormented by dreams. But she sleeps, and the flowers keep watch. And perhaps they remind her that they are not to blame for her nightmares. That they are not corrupted and twisted. What love she has poured into them these many moons comes back to her now, as the flowers keep their silent watch.
And at last, there is peace.