"I might look in other doors sometimes..But I doubt I'll get bored with yours." Morpheus said, his nervousness being so close to Sam was extremely evident in his voice. Once they arrived, morpheus took off teh helmet and fixed his hair, before looking over at the front doorstep after he had gotten off the bike. "Yeah..It looks like a plant, what a sweet thing for them to do."

“Well dear you can go look in other doors as well as mine if you so wish. I am not going to keep you to myself. Who knows there may be a few people that need you to help them with their dreams.” Setting his helmet on the bike Sam walked over to the steps. Picking it up he smiled. “It’s a Brie plant; I think it is from my old sous-chef. He loves growing a lot of plants but usually will give me the odd ones that he saved from their last owners.” He smiled and held it out to Morpheus. “So what do you think we should do with it Morph? Would you like to have it up in your room or should I put it with the other ones on the roof?”

(Question: what does this plant look like. I googled it and all I got was cheese. XD google fail)

"I'd like to visit everyone at least once..That's kind of my purpose really, helping as many people as I can with their life by helping them find those little things in their dreams that will tell them what to do..Kind of like with you and the ball." He blushed deeply.

"I don't know..I've been thinking about getting plants for my room, but I never really thought about it..My apartment doesn't get much sunlight, really..I mean..It's a gift to you, you should be the one to decide where to put it." Morpheus said, smiling rather sweetly as he got his duffel bag. "Gah I forgot how much my dream diaries weighed.I have tehm packed in here with my clothes to keep them safe.They date pretty far back..I only took the most recent ones, but I have a couple ones form a long time ago, when I first started using my powers.."

(( sorry I misspelled it. here you go.))

"don't worry about the plant. he gives them too me so that I can find them a place they will fit perfectly. so if I feel like giving one away he will not mind." unlocking the door he tucked the plant into the corner of his arm. "I am not expecting you to play in my dreams all the time without going into others. why do you keep dram diaries? what got you into writing them?"

"I'm more of a person to like cactuses and other succulents like that, really..I think they're cute.Not that that plant isn't pretty. I think you'd take care of it better than I could." He blushed. "I've never taken care of a plant before.."

"It's to help me remember what happened better.It's hard keeping the memories of two lives in one head, you know?I started writing them when I was just a little kid.They also help me think about what happened in that dream, to help myself if it's my dream and to help another person if it's theirs..If I can't help someone during that night I can think about what I saw in their dreams and come back in to tell them about it..You're the first person to recognise me out of your dreams, most of my neighbours just say 'oh hey I had this really weird dream about you', if they even remember.You remember that woman? I helped her quite a bit, actually, she was in a really tight spot in her life and I could tell from how she acted when I saw her..So I found her door and helped her figure out what to do..Really deep relationship stuff, I'm surprised a shut in like me's advice even helped." He chuckled, following Sam in.

"I'll just drop my bags off in my new room and get changed into something comfortable.. I can put my stuff away later. Do you want to see my dream diaries, after I get changed?Like I said, I don't have from aaall the way back, but I did type it all into my computer, in case one of them gets damaged..Or so I can actually read the first one, my handwriting was terrible."

Unlocking the door Sam smiled and handed Morpheus a key. “That is your key now. I have a copy of them that I can get before tomorrow so don’t worry.” Walking around the stairs that went up to the first floor Sam opened the garage and pulled his bike in. “I don’t think that I really want to read your dream journal, at least not now. I don’t think it would be nice to read about other people’s dreams.” He walked up the stairs to the first floor where the kitchen was. “I was thinking you might want to see my plants.” He led him up one more floor and pointed to the right hand side of the stairs. There was a set of spiral stairs at the end of the hall that led up to the roof. “That room there is yours, if you want we could install a lock on it so that no one can get in. I have a maid service that comes once a week to do my house.”

Morpheus nodded and slipped the key into his messenger bag, following Sam around. "The first diary and a half or so are just my dreams, when I started dreaming lucidly every night.. Then I started going into my mom's mind..I could show you those from my laptop if you feel uncomfortable reading about other people's dreams. I got their permission to write them down and maybe even put them on a blog if I ever got to it, they don't remember the dreams so I kinda remember them for them.."

"I'd really like to see your plants..I need to be able to see a lot of interesting things like that, or my dream world might get boring.It'll all be new to you if I figure out how to bring you in, but still..A city of faceless people that you can walk through and a sea of peachy watercolor clouds does get boring eventually.I should see if I can open up anywhere else..My mind and I'm assuming my dad's works a bit differently..It..Makes us a bit socially awkward, as you might have been able to tell, but we can explore a whole new world in our mind..If I have a dream I like I can kind of 'bookmark' it like on a computer and come back, but I've only figured otu how to mkae those bookmarks perminant twice, once for the sea of clouds the other for the city..I'm rambling again.." He blushed deeply. "Ah..A lock might be good, sometimes my organization skills area bit chaotic. I'm not a slob, but I don't like it when people fix my room, I can never find anything."

“Interesting, well here you go.” opening the door Sam smiled and stood aside. The room beyond was larger then the room he had back in his old apartment. The head board of the bed was pushed up against the back wall between two windows that looked out on an ally way and the building beyond them. To his right where the front wall would be was a door into a bathroom that ran half the length of the front of the building. There was a second door there that led into a second bath room but at the moment it was locked. There were two windows in the bath room that over looked the street in front of the building. There was another window that was opposite of the door to the twin bathroom.
The décor of both the main bed room and bath room was simplified Japanese. The bed was close to the floor. “I am going to run this up to the roof.” Sam said as he pointed to the plant. “just go up the spiral stair case to find me.”

Morpheus stood in awe for a moment before checking out the room and setting his bags down near his bed, before looking back at Sam. "I really like it..It's gorgeous." He commented, before nodding at what Sam said. "Alright, I'll be up there in a minute.." He said, watching as Sam walked off before shutting the door and getting changed into a similar outift to what he was wearing in Sam's dreams the previous night, the cute purple and seafoam pajamas, but the colors were flipped. green shirt, purple pants. He slipped his shoes and socks off and put on a pair of comfortable sandals before heading up the spiral staircase to the roof, pulling his pendant out of his shirt as he went.

Walking up the spiral stairs Sam smiled and looked around. The sun was just setting, setting the clouds on fire. Sighing he stood there for some time just lost in the light. Closing his eyes he let the last dyeing rays of the sun wash over him. Morpheus would find him just standing there the sun having set the clouds going purple.

Morpheus got to the top of the stairs and again stood in awe of the view. "Oh wow..It's gorgeous up here.." He said, blushing very lightly with a big smile on his face. "The sunset is gorgeous tonight, isn't it?"

Turing Sam smiled back at Morpheus. “thank you, and yes it is a gorgeous sunset tonight. I seem to have gotten lost in it.” Walking over to a table he set down the plant then waved Morpheus over to another table that was near the edge of the building. “I have some little plants here you might like.”

"Do you know which is the easiest to care for?I've never taken care of a plant before." Morpheus said, gazing at all of the little pots.A lot of them looked cute, or pretty..But he didn't want to end up picking one that needed very specific care that he might forget.

“Which would be better for you, watering it every day in the morning or only once every few days?” Sam looked over his collection of plants trying to think up which one would be the best one. There were so many verities of plants that might do that Sam was at a lost for what to give him. There was the cute little cactus that did not like that much water but right now was blooming a beautiful blood red flower. Then there was the succulent that loved to have water ever day but could go without it, it did not look that nice but it would bloom a beautiful dark purple. “Each one of these has it own problems but each has its virtues as well. Some of these are blooming now but some of the others have even more beautiful blooms, when they do.”

Morpheus's eyes instantly went to the little, rather unnattractive succulent that hadn't bloomed. "Which one is this one? I think every day watering would be easier to remember." Morpheus said, seeming rather entranced with the little odd plant. "I like this one, it's sort of like a little misfit..Kinda reminds me of myself a bit." The last sentence was said rather quietly, as if he was a bit embarrassed to say it.

“That one there is once every other day. He came to me through a lady that knew I had this garden up here. She used to live over there.” Sam pointed to a window in the building a crossed the street. It was the only window that did not have a light going on in it. “When she became sick she asked that I take her plants till I found them a new home. Most of them were easy to find new homes for but this little guy is one that I can’t find any information on so no one wants him. He blooms ever few months if he has moonlight. He has the most beautiful flowers but they only last one night.” Gently his picked up the pot the plant was in and set it in Morpheus’ hands. “He is all yours, he would look good in the bath room window and if you take a shower every day you won’t need to worry about watering him. Just remember to look in on him at night.” Gently Sam touched a small little bulge on the edge of the plant. “It looks like he will be blooming again soon.”

Morpheus nodded. "I can remember to water him,. Do you think there'd be a good spot for him in my room itself?I'd like to see him in times other than just morning and night.." He said, gently holding the little pot in his hands, seeming to be rather happy about his new little friend.

“it would probable do best in one of the windows on the side of your head board. Though it will not get as much moon light as it would in the front it will get enough to bloom.” Picking up a container from under the table Sam started misting the plants there. “if you would like to help there is a watering can under that table there that you can use on those plants. Each table has its own watering can because I use different types of liquid food for the sets of plants.” He had pointed to the table where the new plant sat among many other climbing plants.

((just so you know the succulent that sam gave him is just one I made up))

Morpheus nodded, setting the little plant down nearby and picking up the watering can, beginning to water all the plants on that table. "I'm really glad there's someone like you out there, that's so nice to someone like me..It feels to me like the world just thinks I'm a freak, when really my whole reason of living is to help people..It's like I was born as a therapist..Then you turn around and be so nice to me."

(Really, it's quite scary how close Morph's personality is to mine.)

“There are more out there like me, we are just so few and far between. Some of us don’t even belong in this world. I have heard of people that come to our world because we are so interesting to them. they come from other realms.” Finishing spiriting the plants he set the container back under the table before moving on to the next table. “And I am only returning to you what you gave to me in my dreams. Let’s just say part of the reason I am wanting you here is to keep my bad dreams away.” He smiled over at Morpheus, it was warm and friendly.

"I wonder if my dad or one of my ancestors is one of those people..Maybe that's why I never knew him, because he had to go back..This pendant was his, did I tell you that?" He said, putting the watering can down when he was done, and gently stroked his pendant. "When he saw me for the first time, he gave her this pendant and said to give it to me when I was old enough for it to fit, and he said to raise me with the love she gave to him..Then he left the hospital room, and Mom never saw him again..The first thing these eyes ever saw was him.Not that I would remember it, I wasn't even a day old.My eyes have been like this since my birth..I think when I said I was moving out, mom finally remembered what Papa said to her.." Morpheus said, looking down sadly at his pendant. "I miss him, even though I never even knew him.. I.. I remember his face as if I saw him just yesterday, but I never saw a picture of him, and I wasn't nearly old enough to remember him when he left..It's really weird.It's like we're connected, and I don't even know if he's in this dimension anymore.."

Morpheus laughed. "Before I left, Mom told me everything about him she remembered. He knew like seven languages all as if he had been born in that country, he was an excellent singer, he loved Shakespeare and he had a gigantic sweet tooth, it was amazing, she said, that he had stayed so thin with how many sweets he ate..My mom's a horrible cook when it comes to anything that isn't made in the oven as a dessert, but he withstood through every burnt meal just to make her smile..She thought he had left her because he was cheating on her, or that he only used her to have a child or something silly like that..She never really believed he had powers, she thought he was joking when he said that he'd see her in her dreams, that he only said those things because she was so in love with him that he appeared in her dreams every night..Then her mind was jolted that the night right before they met she dreamt of him.She had never even seen his face before, anywhere."

(Loooong post is looong
Also I only made Morphe's Dad like Shakespeare because of the play that gave this thread it's name. 8D I'M SILLY

Also spoiler: sometime within this rp, we will meet Morphe's dad.)

“it could be, it would explain why your hair is that color. I was told once that most of them that have odd colored hair will have it breed true in their children.” Finishing up the last of the plants Sam held his hand to Morpheus. “so you did not know about the pendant till she gave it to you when you left her? I am surprised that she did not try to pawn it.”

((sorry so short of post cant think of what to type))

"No, she gave me the pendant when I was only four..Actually I stole it from her jewelery box..I saw it open once and I saw this pendant..I was entranced by it, I had to have it. so when she looked away, I took it and hid it in my pocket..I wore it every day after, she never even commented about how I took it, I think she expected that I'd take it someday..She was weird, she believed my father and I had powers but at the same time she was in so much denial that they even existed that eventurally she just said they didn't. I've never understood her.." Morpheus laughed. "Plus, to the best of my knowledge this pendant is practically worthless, it has no gems or anything on it, just a simple silver pendant..But just wearing it calms me down, it's sort of like a security blanket. I feel really anxious and afraid when I'm not wearing it..My dad's powers might have affected it's properties somehow.Made it soothing for people like us or something..Or maybe it wasn't his powers, but maybe Grandpa's or Grandma's, or someone even farther back..Doubtful though, even with how many times I've dropped it or had it's hain break it's always stayed very new looking, and it looked brand new when I got it." Morpheus said, looking at his own warped reflection in the curved front face of the pendant..

If you were to hold the pendant on it's side, it would look a bit like an eye, but that didn't mean much..It was just a coincidence, right?

(Coincedence to what, you ask.
Well, technically, Morpheus's purple haired side of the family are supposed to be psychics. Not all dreamwalk. eye shaped pendant=third eye=form of a psychic power.
Make sense now?)

“so you lifted the pendent. You know just because it is only silver does not mean that you can’t pawn it. I have seen some things in the Pawn shop that I could not understand how or why they took it in a pawn. There was no history to it so that was not why it was worth them taking it. you know your mother must have still loved you and your father enough that she let you keep it.” pulling Morpheus into his arms Sam smiled and kissed his cheek. “it is so weird to dream of you fitting just perfectly in my arms then to have you so much taller than me in real life. “you know one of the reasons you may remember your fathers face is you kept seeing it in your mothers dreams.” He laid his head onto Morpheus shoulder. “I never thought that I would find one of the most important men of my life on my door step.”

Morpheus blushed deeply and nodded. "She must have..And I don't remember ever seeing him in her dreams, and I logged all of those. I never went very far, she always caught me and chased me out or I got scared.."

He laughed a bit. "I'm sorry for being so tall..And I'd be glad to throw unnaturally colored apples at your ex girlfriend any night, as long as you keep greeting me in the morning with nice breakfasts..And you know you can never keep anything from me if something's troubling you." He said, chuckling again. "I would say I wish I could earn money from my passion like you can, but I would never think to make someone pay for me simply helping them through something hard purely out of the kindness in my heart.."