It is common sense to take a method and try it. If it fails, admit it frankly and try another.

[damien-dw.livejournal.com]

 Night of Monday April 12th [day 316] , Dreamspace

Ever since Kate asked me for news of Nanshe I have been looking for her in dreams. And have not found her. I do not know if I should worried yet. It hasn't been that long since I started my search. Really, it hasn't. So why do I feel this sense of urgency? As if the longer the search goes on for the less chance I have of finding her?

I had thought that with having met her and our exchange of gifts that it should be easier to find her in dreams, for usually the dreams of those I am close to are easy to find, but maybe it is different for her as she has no dreambubble of her own. Or maybe She walks farther than I can. Since I took up this search I have been coming home earlier from the Tavern and took a few nap during the day to see if that made any difference.

I wish I could use the compass in the dreams but it doesn't seem to point anywhere specific when I try to use it. And in the waking world it just sits there. That's a thought, I should try using it in the waking world if I don't find her tonight. What if I can't find Nanshe in dreams because she has crossed to the waking world?

Either way I should tell Kate what I think. But only after I have tried both ways. I don't want to look like an idiot or as if I'm coming up with excuses for failure. I fly through dreams of clouds and ships looking for any hint hat she's here. I seek and do not find. Maybe I'm doing this all wrong!

I bank in a wide loop and drop down til I am back in my own dreamspace. I fashion a mountaintop and settle. Take a deep breath and call out willing her to hear across the dreamlands, "Nanshe! "


[OPEN to Nanshe]

It is common sense to take a method and try it. If it fails, admit it frankly and try another.

[damien-dw.livejournal.com]

 Night of Monday April 12th [day 316] , Dreamspace

Ever since Kate asked me for news of Nanshe I have been looking for her in dreams. And have not found her. I do not know if I should worried yet. It hasn't been that long since I started my search. Really, it hasn't. So why do I feel this sense of urgency? As if the longer the search goes on for the less chance I have of finding her?

I had thought that with having met her and our exchange of gifts that it should be easier to find her in dreams, for usually the dreams of those I am close to are easy to find, but maybe it is different for her as she has no dreambubble of her own. Or maybe She walks farther than I can. Since I took up this search I have been coming home earlier from the Tavern and took a few nap during the day to see if that made any difference.

I wish I could use the compass in the dreams but it doesn't seem to point anywhere specific when I try to use it. And in the waking world it just sits there. That's a thought, I should try using it in the waking world if I don't find her tonight. What if I can't find Nanshe in dreams because she has crossed to the waking world?

Either way I should tell Kate what I think. But only after I have tried both ways. I don't want to look like an idiot or as if I'm coming up with excuses for failure. I fly through dreams of clouds and ships looking for any hint hat she's here. I seek and do not find. Maybe I'm doing this all wrong!

I bank in a wide loop and drop down til I am back in my own dreamspace. I fashion a mountaintop and settle. Take a deep breath and call out willing her to hear across the dreamlands, "Nanshe! "


[OPEN to Nanshe]

For this dance we move with each other.

[jaeresteade.livejournal.com]

[Monday noon]
[April 12th (day 316)]
[Verite’s apartment over the salon]

Got up with Ri this morning, since it didn’t see right to stay asleep in her bed while she’s working. It wasn’t bad, as mornings go: she let me make her French toast, and there was quite a bit of kissing before she went down to open the salon. I cleaned up the kitchen and went out to get things for lunch. Her kitchen’s all right, but you can tell she doesn’t cook a lot.

Still no word from Tarquin or about him. Mentioned him to Ri, and she said she’d met him, before I did, even, before that night in the snow. Need to stop thinking about that. He’s gone, that’s plain, and I can only hope it was back to Joshua and pray he’ll get there safely. Think about following him when I’ve got enough saved.

Money’s been a little less of a worry lately, though, since Miao handed me back every single penny of rent I’d ever paid Glass. Knew how much it should be, but I still had to count it twice. Still can’t think of any reason why she’d do it. Maybe Iago had a hand in it, for all Miao said Glass came by herself to drop it off. I know she’s not used to having more money than she knows what to do with, but maybe she felt badly for turning us out. Wouldn’t bet on it, but I won’t say no to the money. All the rent. Jesus Christ.

In any case, it was no great hardship to buy a good sized chicken and some vegetables and a few other things that caught my eye. I can make a meal out of pretty much anything, but I am trying to earn my keep here. Food needs to look presentable. Managed to put together a decent chicken stew, thick with carrots and onions and potatoes, and some cornbread before noon. Don’t feel like putting on my boots to go out into the salon proper, so I just set it out on the table and wait for Ri to come back in.

[OPEN to Ri]
[CLOSED]

For this dance we move with each other.

[jaeresteade.livejournal.com]

[Monday noon]
[April 12th (day 316)]
[Verite’s apartment over the salon]

Got up with Ri this morning, since it didn’t see right to stay asleep in her bed while she’s working. It wasn’t bad, as mornings go: she let me make her French toast, and there was quite a bit of kissing before she went down to open the salon. I cleaned up the kitchen and went out to get things for lunch. Her kitchen’s all right, but you can tell she doesn’t cook a lot.

Still no word from Tarquin or about him. Mentioned him to Ri, and she said she’d met him, before I did, even, before that night in the snow. Need to stop thinking about that. He’s gone, that’s plain, and I can only hope it was back to Joshua and pray he’ll get there safely. Think about following him when I’ve got enough saved.

Money’s been a little less of a worry lately, though, since Miao handed me back every single penny of rent I’d ever paid Glass. Knew how much it should be, but I still had to count it twice. Still can’t think of any reason why she’d do it. Maybe Iago had a hand in it, for all Miao said Glass came by herself to drop it off. I know she’s not used to having more money than she knows what to do with, but maybe she felt badly for turning us out. Wouldn’t bet on it, but I won’t say no to the money. All the rent. Jesus Christ.

In any case, it was no great hardship to buy a good sized chicken and some vegetables and a few other things that caught my eye. I can make a meal out of pretty much anything, but I am trying to earn my keep here. Food needs to look presentable. Managed to put together a decent chicken stew, thick with carrots and onions and potatoes, and some cornbread before noon. Don’t feel like putting on my boots to go out into the salon proper, so I just set it out on the table and wait for Ri to come back in.

[OPEN to Ri]
[CLOSED]