Dreams of Gatherings and Warring Wolves.
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wolven7Dreamed of showing people around the hotels of a convention, people who'd never gone to a convention before. Wandering through the hallways of the hotel, each room had a tray of cookies in front of the door. Chocolate chip cookies, there for the taking, so I took them. Wandering around, trying to coordinate plans with people, going downstairs into the lobby...
Soemthing about being downstairs, in the kitchen, at Aunt Ella's house.
Driving up to a school, part high school, part university, steps in front, with a tiered parking lot. I was supposed to be there at a certain time, because there were academic events or an open house to prepare for. I was pretty late, but I got to class, and Lorainne was having a really heated argument with the biology/sociology teacher (there's a telling combination, in my head), and I sat down. There was some discussion of the topics at hand, and then we changed classes. Walking downstairs...
There was a prom or a reunion or a costume dance in the lower ballroom, and the attendees were not all human. Our school was very cosmopolitan. There were aliens and faeries and shapeshifters, and we were all talking, or trying to talk. One of the aliens was speaking a dialect that sounded like German, but with key differences. Three of us were trying to communicate, and I was really excited to be learning an alien language. Apparently the alien leraned faster than all of us, as she soon started speaking German/Alien accented English. Also she became a woman, rather than an androgynous alien. When I remarked on her linguistic facility, she smiled, said she was enjoying helping us through it, stood up, and walked out. I started to follow her out, and into the main ballroom, when I stopped by the window and saw one of the faerie women go to her car to get a shotgun and an axe. She looked up at me and smiled.
In that smile we had a conversation about how she was going to kill all the humans there for hunting her people to near extinction, and I said that she couldn't hold everyone responsible for that. She said that she didn't have to listen to me, because I was worse than the humans, and when I asked "How" she said demons were ten times worse, and had been killing her people for millions of years. I tried to explian that I wasn't a demon, but she wouldn't listen. Shouts and roars at each other and the voices of the storm, and she walked around to come into the building.
I started moving everyone into the main ballroom, telling them that there was an emergency, and they needed to remain calm. i had to convince Betty White to get up and Move, or there was going to be a long term problem, more than just the interruption of her bridge game. When we got into the ballroom, I tried to shout, but my voice went hoarse, and i had to use the microphone to tell everyone what was happening. The doors were closed and locked, but there were four stragglers, in the foyer area. We were going to let them in, but she was right behind them, and she hit them with the hilt of her axe and the butt of her shotgun. She left the foyher area and I snuck into it, to drag people to safety, but only got one people in, before she came back. She came back with trash bags, tarps, and tall chairs, like she was about to give the world's messiest haircuts and I knew I had to go in, and that the only way to permanently kill her was to remove both her human and faerie skins.
I wrestled the axe away from her, and confronted her. She stood there and growled something at me and started saying a litany that included two words that meant "War Wolf King." It was a prayer to some god or lord of the fae, or a curse directed at those who killed her. I responded something that simultaneously meant "I Am The..." and "Hail To The King," and cut off her head. When it hit the ground, it was a wolf's head, and I proded it, asking if she was doing okay. I knew that she wasn't completely dead, but I did know that she was incapacitated (*ahem*), for a while.
Later, when the authorities had arrived, a female officer with short dark hair (pixie cut) was dragging someone out toward the EMT area, when she looked up, caught my eye, and winked and mock-howled at me. That's about when I woke up.
Dreams, man.
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raidingparty, Sid says hi. Last name starts with an "H," has a "Z" in it, somewhere. Anyway. Says hi.
Soemthing about being downstairs, in the kitchen, at Aunt Ella's house.
Driving up to a school, part high school, part university, steps in front, with a tiered parking lot. I was supposed to be there at a certain time, because there were academic events or an open house to prepare for. I was pretty late, but I got to class, and Lorainne was having a really heated argument with the biology/sociology teacher (there's a telling combination, in my head), and I sat down. There was some discussion of the topics at hand, and then we changed classes. Walking downstairs...
There was a prom or a reunion or a costume dance in the lower ballroom, and the attendees were not all human. Our school was very cosmopolitan. There were aliens and faeries and shapeshifters, and we were all talking, or trying to talk. One of the aliens was speaking a dialect that sounded like German, but with key differences. Three of us were trying to communicate, and I was really excited to be learning an alien language. Apparently the alien leraned faster than all of us, as she soon started speaking German/Alien accented English. Also she became a woman, rather than an androgynous alien. When I remarked on her linguistic facility, she smiled, said she was enjoying helping us through it, stood up, and walked out. I started to follow her out, and into the main ballroom, when I stopped by the window and saw one of the faerie women go to her car to get a shotgun and an axe. She looked up at me and smiled.
In that smile we had a conversation about how she was going to kill all the humans there for hunting her people to near extinction, and I said that she couldn't hold everyone responsible for that. She said that she didn't have to listen to me, because I was worse than the humans, and when I asked "How" she said demons were ten times worse, and had been killing her people for millions of years. I tried to explian that I wasn't a demon, but she wouldn't listen. Shouts and roars at each other and the voices of the storm, and she walked around to come into the building.
I started moving everyone into the main ballroom, telling them that there was an emergency, and they needed to remain calm. i had to convince Betty White to get up and Move, or there was going to be a long term problem, more than just the interruption of her bridge game. When we got into the ballroom, I tried to shout, but my voice went hoarse, and i had to use the microphone to tell everyone what was happening. The doors were closed and locked, but there were four stragglers, in the foyer area. We were going to let them in, but she was right behind them, and she hit them with the hilt of her axe and the butt of her shotgun. She left the foyher area and I snuck into it, to drag people to safety, but only got one people in, before she came back. She came back with trash bags, tarps, and tall chairs, like she was about to give the world's messiest haircuts and I knew I had to go in, and that the only way to permanently kill her was to remove both her human and faerie skins.
I wrestled the axe away from her, and confronted her. She stood there and growled something at me and started saying a litany that included two words that meant "War Wolf King." It was a prayer to some god or lord of the fae, or a curse directed at those who killed her. I responded something that simultaneously meant "I Am The..." and "Hail To The King," and cut off her head. When it hit the ground, it was a wolf's head, and I proded it, asking if she was doing okay. I knew that she wasn't completely dead, but I did know that she was incapacitated (*ahem*), for a while.
Later, when the authorities had arrived, a female officer with short dark hair (pixie cut) was dragging someone out toward the EMT area, when she looked up, caught my eye, and winked and mock-howled at me. That's about when I woke up.
Dreams, man.
Oh,
raidingparty, Sid says hi. Last name starts with an "H," has a "Z" in it, somewhere. Anyway. Says hi.
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