Heat crawled over his skin, a thousand tiny rays licking at his mark, slithering through his hair, and filling his lungs as his chest rose and fell. His eyelids pulled to open, but they wouldn't move. A frown pulled at the corner of his lips as his fingers stretched, clenching into fists, then splaying out, repeating the process until he could feel the blood flowing through his veins again. Something soft brushed against his cheeks, his eyelids fluttering at the intrusion. Eyebrows furrowed together, his head was lifted, followed by his shoulders, torso, hips, then legs. Soon, he was standing, sun rays slithering around his body.

"Peyton?" The voice was velvety soft, and stirred up a deep noise in his stomach. "Peyton, look at me, open your eyes." The woman persisted, urging him.

Finally, he managed to open his eyes, looking down slightly at the woman, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders, "There we are, baby."

"What are you doing here?" His voice was hoarse, his throat raspy

"Ssh," her finger pressed to his lips, "That is not the question to ask."

Voices muffled in his ears, as if he was hearing through a glass sheet. A finger in each ear, he wiggled them as if he could clear out whatever was keeping the sounds so low and hard to understand. The trees around him morphed, swirling and contorting. The green of the leaves disappeared, but the bark grew, surrounding him, closing in, the sun's rays shrinking back as if being chased off. The change of environment was accompanied by a sucking sound. With a loud pop, the forest and field he was in was replaced with the inner walls of a cottage.

As his eyes fell on Myrr, her name left his lips, as he raced forward to her. He wanted to brainstorm with her, to comfort her, and to be comforted by her. However, when he went to pull her into his arms, his fingers passed right through her. There was absolutely nothing there, but air. He could hear her voice, the words unintelligible, but her tone definitely there. His throat clenched, as he reached out again, but his hand passed right through her head. He called out, but her name came out as a single wave of sound, accompanied by no voice. He couldn't touch anyone, he couldn't hear their words, and they couldn't see him.

Darcy stared at the elvin, thinking. "You can't. I've heard of storms like these. There is so little water in those drops, it'd be easier trying to waterbend a chair. I know it's a liquid, but not one that belongs here. Anyway, you'd have to be outside to get a good range, and you'd be killed." She said hurried, pacing again. "We have yet to find the danger in the village, so, we can only hope that this door can hold the rain back. I'm not even going to mention the lightning. Oh, Abby, Abby, Abby." She spoke softly, and crouched in front of her friend. "The village dream has a danger, too. But one of these battles has to be a losing one. I simply have no idea which." She sprang up suddenly, looking around.
"I can't tell you that, Myrr. This moment is in flux. Anything could happen." She said, frowning still.
"Megumi, it might be that the baby is real. Don't you remember? I said to not trust anything. Oh, we have to get back! We need to figure it out. You think this is real, but you also thought it was real when you were all... elephanty!" She said angrily. Then... there it was. The bird song. Ridiculously loud. Darcy reached out to Kyo, but fell, and was asleep before she touched the ground.

Darcy opened her eyes and looked around. She was on the floor in Seraphin and Megumi's garden. She jumped up. "We should look around. Maybe we can find our danger in this reality. Maybe depending on that we can decide which is real and which is not." She said decidedly, and looked at the two. "And we need to find the others. Hopefully they won't be too far away. We need to decide all together."

Seraphin was just about to speak when the 'sleeping' or 'waking up' claimed him. He stood, a lot less elegantly than Darcy. "You're right. Meg, we have to get going. It's no use just standing here." He spoke gently, and reached out a hand to his wife. He smiled encouragingly, and crouched to help her up. He kissed her forehead, and then took her hand, squeezing it gently. He turned his head to Darcy. "We have to figure this out. We'll die in the Academy, or die here." He said sadly.

Edited..Fiore could only watch as Tesla walked off with Embeth. She glanced around the room shortly and then shot after them. She would not be caught up in this mess. She didn't even want to be here in the first place. She pumped her legs as fast as she could. He had only dissapeared a moment ago. She would be able to find him shortly. Fiore had remembered when she first arrived and how kind and likeable Darcy first was. But now she understood it was all a farce. The 'Time Lady' was bossy adn forceful. Something the young nymph could do without. She turned anonther corner and heard someone rummaging through some things in a near by room. Since everyone had already gethered in the mess hall she figured it could on be Tesla. She took a deep breath to calm herself. After the drama she had caused earlier it would be difficult to get along with the strange man. That and she didn't trust hi little side kick as far as she could throw her. Fiore straightened her stature and walked into the room. She looked at the two inhabbitants and gavge a small, nervous wave. "Yo."

After some help from Flux. I finally get what the heck is going on so I decided to change my post. I completely agree with Crimson.

((Ok scratch this post. I'll post agian when I know whats going on better.))
((Ok were going to try this again. I hope its right? Im still a wee bit confused.))

Aurora woke up from her nap and sat up in her bed. The Dark Elf had come in here to rest for a while after getting another headache. Getting out of her bed she changed and went to go find some people. Walking down the hallway she opened her mind and searched for people. She could tell three people were close by. Running Aurora followed their minds to where they were. Walking through a door Aurora saw Fiore and two people she didn't know. "Fiore?" She asked speaking softly.

Myrr almost wanted to comment about the fair amount of water in a wooden chair, before being pulled again by the birds song. Of course she tried secluding the area of sound, which worked against the sound, but not against the effects. The woman fell to her knees, her braid still floating in the air before being pulled down as well, then falling to the ground whispering something softly. Tatsu kara nakja... I need to save them... Her eyes fluttered for a moment, before she was dragged in again.

Once again the forest, and oh... Water... Everywhere... Realisation hit her, that she must have 'fallen awoke' in the water, grabbing her throat in a reflex... Wait, she could breath. So in this reality the water and the air still liked her enough to try and save her when she needs it. The woman swam up, dripping all over.
''So I guess I just wait now... huh?'' she sighed, sitting against a tree, thinking about what to do in the other reality.

Megumi, once again, fell down without uttering a word in the conversation. Somehow the girl felt more useless by the minute, and her headache wasn't making it easier on her.

Awaking in the other reality, the woman felt the lump slowing her down again... And the physical restrainments of course weren't to be ignored...
''Gosh... You say we need to find danger here, but I am not sure I want to with me being in labour and everything...'' she sighed, taking the hand of her husband none the less.
''I don't want to die either way... I'm immortal, I never emotionally prepared myself for death...'' Megumi said, pouting while pursing her lips to the side, her eyebrows furrowed together.

Darcy didn't have time to reply. She was already running to her Tardis, beckoning Seraphin and Megumi to follow. "We have to find the others. We simply must! That way we can all try and figure this mess out." She said angrily, opening the door to the wonder inside. Bigger on the inside, bigger enough to fit a whole world in it. There were stairs, up and down, paths leading to and fro, and bathed in an orange-y light was the console, split into six, and seemingly made of a load of different pieces fixed together. There was something that looking like a typewriter, and a screen with a strange language flashing across.
The six parts seemed to be used for different things, such as communication and navigation. Darcy darted to one part, and started twiddling with all the things. She turned dials, and turned on what looked like taps, one had 'Hot' writted on it, and the other 'Cold.' It was a bizarre place. The floor beneath the console was glass, and you could see down, to the core. The walls were curved concave, and there were holes in them. Turqouise strips that glowed in the floor and walls made it look more alien than it already did, and wires hung down from the ceiling. The machine made a soft metallic thrumming noise.

Seraphin had gently lead his wife into the box, feeling rather apprehensive about it. When they were inside, and had closed the door, the sight that met him was extraordinary. "Oh my..." He managed to say, eyes fixed on everything, taking everything in. "This is.... astonishing! You always told us it was bigger on the inside, but I was just starting to think you were a madwoman with a box." Seraphin gave a nervous laugh, still looking around in wonder. It was glorious.

Darcy looked at Seraphin and approached him. "It is absolutely important that you understand something. I am a madwoman with a box. Now, I think our best bet is to try the Academy. That way we can be in the same place in both realities." She said and dashed back to the control. The Tardis vanished slowly with the usual groaning and thrumming, and materialised in the grounds of the Academy. "End of the line. Everyone out. Shoo!" She said, and shooed them with her hands.

((For any of you that find my description lacking, here is a good website with the kind of things I'm talking about. ^^ ))

Embeth's legs struggled to keep up with Tesla's as they made their way to the basement. She didn't understand what was happening, but Tesla looked calm and collected. She gasped as she watched him open his guarded satchel and the bugs formed out of the liquid. She didn't like bugs at all, so she wasn't at all tempted to touch them. She was confused as she didn't see anything that looked like a machine until he took out a computer from one of his other bags.

Suddenly, Fiore stepped into the basement. Surprisingly, she greeted them. Embeth was about to mimic the hand gesture, but another person had entered the basement behind Fiore.

Fiore Looked up at Aurora. Where had she been? Fiore smiled kindly at the elf. "Hi, it is nice to see you again," Fiore's constant mood swings were beginning to worry her. "Where have you been? You missed quite the eventful eveing." Fiore chuckled dryly and ran her small hand through her hair. "Apparently Darcy has gotten us into a bit of trouble or something along those lines. All I know is that something is on the way. That was what she said and whatever it is. It's big." Fiore muttered darkly for an omnious affect.

Aurora gave Fiore and curious look as she explained. "I've been in my room resting. Really bad headache." Looking to the other two people in the room Aurora gave them a small smile. "Hi I'm Aurora the uh Dark Elf." Glancing back to Fiore she raised her eyebrow. "Somethings coming...? Hmmm..I don't like the sound of that. Where is everyone?"

((Is this reality or a dream....??))

Quetzalcoatl noted Fiore and another dark woman appear at the doorway. Surprising Fiore would choose to follow us rather than go her own way. He then went back to working on his laptop.

"My name is Archimedes Telsa and this is Embeth" Quetzalcoatl said, not looking up from the laptop and gesturing to Embeth. "The rest are upstairs in the cafeteria with Darcy. Oh, don't touch the puddles," he said, gesturing to the shrinking metallic puddles in the corner.

Quetzalcoatl queued up the construction of a small bunker beyond the empty corner with an entrance from floor to about 4 feet (1.3 meters) up. Inside would be a normal room about 10 feet (3 meters) by 20 feet (6 meters). The small door would have a strong lock secured from the inside only. Once they were in the bunker, Quetzalcoatl would set up a more secure bunker arrangement.

The materials from the bunker would be used to construct more and varied Assemblers and Synthesizers, which would in turn assist in the construction of the expanded bunker.

[This is still reality. The dream part is coming up; I'll initiate it soon, but there will still probably be some quick talking time.]

Waking up again, he wondered when he had fallen asleep. Peyton didn't remember getting tired, or his eyelids closing, or falling asleep at all. Just, one second he was trying to get Myrr to see him, or anybody as a matter of fact, but the next he was waking up again. What on Earth was going on? And why was he separated from the others in both worlds? Why could everyone else hear each other and see each other in the dream world, but Peyton couldn't reach them? His mind was swirling with questions, his hand rubbing at his forehead, as he made his way to his feet.

Rubbing at his arm, he spoke to his mark, Take me to her. He knew he wouldn't have to clarify who 'her' was. His mark knew exactly what he was thinking, desiring, or even things he didn't know at all times. He could feel the mark moving under his skin, a heat spreading through his body, down to his feet, which began to move without his intention of doing so. His mark led him across the grounds, as he looked around for anyone else. His eyebrows furrowed in confusion as he entered the surrounding forest. Why would she be in here? Though, you never question the mark, because within moments, he could see her, and the warm sensation had disappeared.

She was leaning against a tree, her braid spilling over the forest floor beside her, her head propped against the bark. Jumping into a run, he went to her, and knelt beside her, pulling her into his arms quickly. His hands were on her face as he used her chin to move her head around, looking for injuries. Next, his eyes made a quick once over of her body, at least what he could see.

"Myrr?"

Myrr was silently thinking against the bark., breathing heavily for she had just swam out of the water, still wet. But the day was warm, so it was a rather comfortable feeling. To be honest, the elvin felt useless at the moment... She can't bend thát acid rain, even if she can bend a chair... The woman needed to think desperately, but kept her breathing steady. The sorceress knew breathing too.... Fast, and feeling negative, was a problem to her surroundings if she didn't watch herself a bit. Her energy could leak, the barrier could break, the seal could get unsealed for all she knew! She sighed, rather pessimistic. Her body could be melting in the real reality right now, or dieing in another... And peyton hadn't waken up in the last, it did bother her... ''AAARGH!'' The woman yelled in frustration, though used magic to not let her cry go further. Her head was swiveling, twirling, as if things wanted to get inside... Things that didn't belong there.

Her head shot up as her mark began to pull at her skin, warmth spreading through it a bit too many for Myrr her personal taste. The woman could feel him nearing fast, but still felt a bit uneasy... He wouldn't have changed would he? He wasn't awake when the others were, and it worried her he was here.... She'd be worried too if he weren't... Well Myrr was just worried!

The woman looked up as he entered the site, her eyes widening as he hugged her, grabbed her chin and looked around for wounds.
''Ah'' she softly but with a high pitch hissed, as he took her chin gently yet moved it an inch too far, and a second too fast so she couldn't really get what was going on.
''Peyton, don't you ever grab me so suddenly again, thinking my head is a elastic ready to be twirled any way you like! Gosh! And now you're wet too'' The elvin growled, her ears low in discomfort.

{{OMG....Her mark is beautiful. I'm going to make it so Peyton has never seen her mark, -since she'd practically have to be half naked-that way when he does see it I can write about it. (:}}

Peyton noted her ears drop, and knew what that meant. Frowning, his hands dropped to his lap as he sat back on his legs,his fingers playing with the fabric on his knees, "I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable. I was making sure you were okay. I guess I got a little caught up in things, but I didn't think I was moving your head too fast. I-" he stopped, sighing like a scorned puppy. With anyone else he would've told them to suck it up, it didn't hurt that bad, but this was Myrr...he could never say something like that to her. And he was ashamed that he had reacted like he did. She was right; he shouldn't have moved so rapidly. He shouldn't have twisted her head so quickly. He shouldn't be so flustered with his feelings. He shouldn't do anything. He could never do it right anyways. He could never live up to being a successful Elite. He'd never know his full powers.

As all of his insecurities attacked him, Peyton ran a hand through his bronze hair, biting on the inside of his bottom lip. He wasn't sure what to say now, with his confidence so low, he thought he would surely say the wrong thing. So, instead of talking, he sat beside her against the tree, his arms folded across his chest as he stared up at the tree tops, no sun peeking through to dry the water off of the front of him.

((took a bit of editting, since it had colors XD and colors are in the least not natural ._. I thought blooming flowers would represent her well.
yes, annalesia, they're 5 years further, the memories that were trying to get in her head were described as those things that didn't belong there. Without knowing Myrr denied them, and they are only awoken when needed or associated with something or someone that requires her to have them. Such as a student from that time, she would recognise her but not have known she would have existed if the student didn't show up. This, is an example. ))
Myrr scoffed, making a tut tut sound. She looked at his aura intensely, now feeling guilty for his... Downdrop in self esteem. She pouted for a moment, before smiling again.
''Don't worry about it, but take it... Easy next time. You know elves aren't all that... Touchy. Now you are different, but this... Place is different too. And I was on my own, so to be honest I hadn't expected an assault.'' The woman sighed, coughing for a second. Apparently her air supply had almost ran out under that water.

The second she looked next to her again, she couldn't help but feel responsible. So the woman sat up on her knees, placing her arms around his neck rather awkwardly, but in need of a bit... Positivity. She leaned in closer a bit, looking at his aura intensely, though to him it would feel as if she's looking at him... Or through him... Her focus wasn't all that great yet.
''I'll dry us in a sec, just don't look so gloomy. You're too much of a great guy for that.'' She said, a childish pout on her face.


Megumi nodded, looking at the stairs as if they were devils... Hopefully her shrimpies (feet) were able to walk them... The woman descended the strairs rather slowly, but not terribly slow in all means. Just... Slowly. She took a big deep breath, enjoying the smell of the well taken care of trees, entering the all too known forest again.

{{Aha. I think I get it. (:}}

Peyton's face flushed as he looked at her spacey golden eyes, as he she were having trouble focusing. Her face was so close to his own, and at this point Peyton felt..different than he usually did around her. He felt...no, he didn't feel that. His heart thrummed against his ribs, like a hummingbird fighting to be set free, and he slid on the bark of the tree, nonchalantly moving his head away from hers, his mark burning. Though, this time, Peyton didn't know what it was trying to tell him. He couldn't understand what was happening. He couldn't understand any of this. He couldn't understand why her presence so close to him felt different. Earlier, she was his closest friend, and he would do anything for her. Now, it seemed that there was a whole different reason he would do anything for her. Though, he couldn't quite place his finger on it. And he wasn't sure he wanted to, either.

Clearing his throat, he licked his lips, having noticed that they felt dry. "As you are a great woman." Peyton paused, trying to think of what else there was to say, "And since I'm such a great guy, I would have you know that I would never assault you. I think you are confusing assault with surprise. As well as that, I would have you know that with me you are touchy. You have never had a problem with it before, so why now? And last, I would have you know that," he hesitated, deciding he couldn't say that, "there is a leaf in your hair." He didn't know what else to say, so he replaced what he was going to say-which would've been a huge mistake-and pulled an invisible leaf from her braid. She was blind, so how would she know?

{{When this is all over will they remember what happened?}}

Darcy tutted. "Come on... Megumi." She had greatly considered saying 'Chubs,' but hadn't risked it. She jumped out after Seraphin who had guided his wife out carefully. She took a deep breath. "Ah, that smell... of old trees and really, really good cooking. How I have missed it. Now, to the building. I'm sure Myrr and Peyton will be pleased to see us, five years down the line and all. I mean, look at that-" She gestured slightly to Megumi's stomach, but looked at the tree. "Lovely tree. Whatever will they think of next." She said with a would-be cheerful voice, in an attempt to cover up the awkward moment.

Seraphin cleared his throat loudly. "I think that we should try the main courtyard. After all, that's where we all began. And, that's where everything seems to happen." He broke off, as Darcy put her hands to her mouth.

"Hellooo-ooo! Darcy will see you now!" Darcy had called into the forest, in a posh voice, with her usual glee and almost childishness. She waited.

Seraphin looked miffed. "I don't think that that was the best idea you've ever had, Noir." He said, gruffly, and stood closer to Megumi. He put one hand on her shoulder, almost instinctively. His own instincts were going a little haywire.

((They will remember it. Make it nice and awkward for them all. ^^))

A smile played on Myrr her lips, happy he wasn't... depressed anymore.
''Peyton... Your a special guy, okay? Practically the first guy past his teenager ship... Or as far as you are now, I have ever touched. Got that? Right here though, I was a bit disorientated and too a bit... Jumpy. I thought I was alone, and I did feel you coming near... But I never expected you to be so... Straightforward all of a sudden'' The woman smiled, an awkward one.
''Oh I see, must have fallen on my head... How dumb I hadn't noticed~'' The woman said, feeling her head up for another leaf... Though she knew she didn't have one. Her face changed to sadness for one moment, one single moment she thought, just how blind did Peyton think she was? But her smile showed again a moment later.
''Let's go, I hear a very familiar screech coming from a certain time lady.'' She said, standing up maybe a bit too quick.

''Over here~ We're heading your way~~~~!'' The woman aid in a very very chanting tone, making her voice resonate with magic throughout the whole forest, and thus reaching the ears of her students... Or former students.

Megumi just smiled weakly, a small sigh of relieve as she walked down to where everyone was.
''Don't you...'' the woman halted her sentence for the... reply of the elvin sung through her head. ''Underestimate Myrr and Peyton. They would hear you from miles away.'' she smiled, having a 'that was to be expected' look on her face.

Darcy laughed at the reply, following the sound slowly. "Don't you worry, Meg. I don't underestimate them at all! Oh, you don't have enough fun. You need to stop looking at everything all gwumpy face!" She said, pulling a mock angry face at Megumi. Her eyes crinkled up with smiles. "Ah, the places I've been! I went to the fifth moon of Sinda Callista, where the sky is made of gems! I visited Planet One, the first planet in the whole Universe, I name a galaxy Alison, I prevented World War 3. And yet, I've been so alone! I am so glad to see you guys again." She said warmly, truly and completely thrilled at the prospect of seeing them all again. But in the back of her mind she knew that this may just be another illusion. She tried to go with it, see what this reality would bring.

They trundled along, and off in the distance she saw two familiar figures. She exclaimed in joy, and began walking faster. To see kind, friendly faces after so long seemed like a blessing. "Peyton! Myrr! Looking younger than ever!" She called across the gap between them.

((Sorry for the short post. If I disappear, then that means I fell asleep. Sorry guys! ))

Peyton stood as Myrr did, quietly. He had heard the call, but had hesitated to reply. Right now he wasn't really sure what was what, so how could he be sure that that really was Darcy? It was a common ability to be able to copy someone's voice. They could be walking right into someone's plan. Though, his mark wasn't giving him any warning...so he found that it would be fine to go with it.

His head shot up as he heard the sound of Myrr, and he saw that her voice matched her body, and he was relieved that it really was her. Though...she looked different. They all did. With a hand on Myrr's lower back reassuringly, he led her to the quickly approaching group. Though, he did note that one was not approaching quite so fast. And it wasn't hard to realize why. On her stomach was a large swell, and knew exactly what was in it. As his pupils expanded, he could see the baby clearly, huddled up in fetile position, it's eyes closed peacefully.

His jaw clenched slightly as he wondered whether the baby had been conceived on school grounds. Leaning in slightly to Myrr, he whispered, "I guess I should've done the sex talk earlier.."

Her eyes widened as she sensed a little aura coming from the valkyrie her belly... Oh goooosh~~ She knew those two would come together~
''Ehhhh~? Younger~~~? How can that be~~~?'' Myrr chanted, laughing softly. Her smile went broader, as she noticed the husband of the little valkyrie (to her the students will always be little XD), sooo cute~! Her headache though increased, and she rubbed her temples ever so slightly, not knowing she just had a bunch of memories awakened.

her ear twitched violently against the whispering, ablush appearing on Myrr her face.
''Peyton, no whispering against my ears! Sensitive remember?'' she whispered back, 'looking' at him with a childish pout.
''Considering they're both wearing a ring I doubt that chance. And remmber Megumi didn't fully mature yet when she left the academy? She couldn't have had a baby, valkyries aren't allowed to before maturity. She'd have died if that had happened" she whispered, her blush still a bit evident. The woman rubbed her ears slightly, a little scoff before turning to the three of them again.

''Lovely to for you to be here all again~'' Myrr smiled warmheartedly, her hands behind her back.


Megumi plainly smiled at evrryone, feeling rather tired, wondering when the danger of this reality would reveal itself. Myrr appeared to be in the first dream... Idea. Forgetting that they're in danger... Maybe because she was secluded earlier...? Or maybe because everything was being a bit many...??

As Myrr moved her hands behind her back, Peyton moved to pull his away, his hand moving just in the nick of time before hers took precedence over her back. As well as moving his hand, he moved his entire body. If he couldn't do anything right, then he wouldn't stand by her. That would solve everything, wouldn't it?

As he took a step towards the group,l and looked at Megumi, Myrr's words took full effect. He remembered her maturing, and being there every step of the way. He remembered that he did give them 'the talk', and that he had come to peace with the fact that when two people were in love, they couldn't hold back their passion. He could empathize with that. He had seen the way they looked at each other, and he knew that when she could, Megumi would carry Seraphin's baby. Though, why hadn' the known that earlier? Why were all of these memories flooding into his head so quickly? It made his mind spin. One of his hands made it's way through his hair, secretly rubbing at his scalp to ease the pressure. What was happening?

Glancing back at Myrr, he noted her flushing cheeks, and he gave her a reassuring smile, wondering what had cause the coloring of her cheeks.

"Well," he looked back at Megumi and Seraphin, and Darcy, "Congratulations, you two. It is a blessing to be with child." He wasn't really sure what to say to Darcy, and wondered why that was.

Darcy grinned at Peyton and Myrr. "Seraphin and Megumi married! I know!" She smiled, and then, it vanished. Wiped off her face. "Now, back to business. We all know that this may be real and may be fake. I suggest that we get back to the main building, and I think we should get going with our thinking. We've wasted too much time already. Perhaps this is all my fault, perhaps it is a sort of Time Lord-y thing because I've turned up again, but we need to know. Now, I really hate to disturb this, but we'll have time later." She said gravely, and beckoned Myrr to come nearer. "My problem is this, we can't decide which is reality, because we haven't been here long enough." She chewed on her lip. "I know I seem bossy, but, I don't know what it is. And if I don't know, then we have a problem. You see, I'm slowing down, just like humans. Because this is too dull!" She exclaimed angrily, stomping her foot.

Seraphin put a hand on Darcy's shoulder. "We know, Darcy. I know how you feel." And he really did. He attempted to change the atmosphere to a soothing one. "I know exactly what it's like for you. So, I think she may be right. Peyton, Myrr, we really need to figure out what is going on here." He said gravely.

Myrr did come closer at the beckoning, though wondered why...? It didn't really bother considering they had worse things going on now... Worse grave things. Their bodies could have melt already for whatever higher entity is there! The woman placed a finger at her underlip, noting that she would never again wear a braid, she can't even properly brush a hand through it...
She sighed tiredly, attempting to look at the time lord, knowing she'd fail but it didn't matter anyway, she'd just be all 'no I was thinking' like.
''One: I don't think you are slowing down... You're just busy with 5 things at a time.
Two: I've got a terrible headache and I don't know what it is...
Three: Yes, it could be something Time lord thingy... But it seems more like a dream lord thingy.
Four: Lets hope the danger isn't all too great, if that baby is real she or he too is is in danger...'' She said, trying to get out all of her replies and worries in one go.

''We know what's going on... We just don't know the answer yet, and that's the frustrating part... OIur bodies could be metling for all we know right now...'' the elvin sighed, biting the fingernail that had been so charmingly on her underlip for a while now.


Megumi knew she was slowing down everyone, and that she'd be the most vulnerable one if an attack occurs, she bit the inside of her lip, her arms protectively over her stomache... The woman looked very fragile right at that moment, but took her proud stance a moment later. ''Lets just search for things... That don't make sense except for the dangers of course.'' she said, a resolute look at her face, though on the inside she was... depressed.

Peyton's jaw clenched as he listened to Myrr. He stepped in line beside her, looking at Megumi, noting her arms over her stomach protectively, "Like hell we'd let anything happen to that baby. I don't care if hell itself freezes over and the devil comes for us, the baby will not be touched." He was disgusted at the thought of somebody trying to hurt an innocent baby. It was despicable.

"We are all here, and we have learned to work as a team. We know each other's weaknesses and strengths, and we know how to play off of that. That is all there is to it. For instance, Megumi may be pregnant, and that causes a weakness, but Seraphin makes up with it because it triples his passion in the fight; his stamina. He makes up for the both of them, plus two, because it is not only him that he is fighting for. If our bodies were burning somewhere, don't you think we would have at least an intuition that we're dying. And if it is our real selves, then we would die. There is nothing we could do about it. Though, I don't that is what is happening. We're just being toyed with, it's a game. And we're good with games, with strategies. Before we speak of our doom, we should speak of how to avoid it. How can we know which is reality, and which is not? Is there really even a way to know?" He wasn't sure if he had even been able to keep up with what he was saying, it just kind of spewed out. He felt the need to step up to the plate, to lead with the others. After all, isn't that his duty as an Elite. Though, he should work on his speaking skills. That speech was a little unorganized.

Darcy shook her head. "No, that isn't what I'm saying. If our bodies were being corroded away by acid, we'd die or we'd stay as we are. And, anyhoo, no offense, but the Dream Lord doesn't care about you guys. In her opinion it doesn't matter if you live or die, as long as she can torment me, and drive me mad. Why do I know this? Because I know who she is." She clapped her hands, in a gesture to move the subject along. "We have to get to the courtyard, or the canteen. A building of some kind."

"Well, well, well!" The Dream Lord appeared behind Darcy. "Aren't you feisty." She said. She cast an eye over Peyton. "Oh, you're in her hearts. She likes a tall dark hero, our naughty Darcy." She winked at Peyton. "Has she told you guys about James the fifth? Tut tut!" She said in mock disbelief. "Have you noticed how strange it is that she demands trust, talks all the time, but says nothing? Are you sure you can trust a woman who won't even tell you what happened to her planet? I wouldn't if I were you. But, then again, I know all of you! I've seen your dreams. Some of them twice. Blimey, I'd blush. If I had a blood supply. Or even a real face!" She laughed.

Darcy snarled and faced the hated figure. "Shut up, just leave them. It's me you want, not them."

"Oh, Noir, where would the fun be in that? I want to see you struggle to keep up your friends' trust." The Dream Lady grinned spitefully and folded her arms over her chest.