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She looked like she perfectly belonged here. The sun shining, her wings spread. It was beautiful. Joshua chuckled, taking her hand,”Well, I’ll have to test that then. This is my dream, so that’s got to give me some advantage. First let’s get in the air.”
Rosalind was in his head, but the lack of reluctance to take his hand left a warm feeling. Once on his feet he lifted up off the ground with a thought. It was so simple in a dream to imagine he was going up, and then to just go. As he rose higher he explained,”Actually flying like this is possible for psychics, though it’s sort of rare to be able to do it well. Most don’t master it well enough to do more than levitate up to a high ledge or a window.”
Looking below him there was the waterfall and meadow. The river was hidden under trees past that, and the thick forest stretched on as far as he could see. Endless trees. They needed more landmarks for a race. The landscape reformed, a high plateau off to one side, barren on the top. He looked the other way where a huge tree sprang up, much taller and wider than the rest, with branches as wide as streets jutting out from a massive trunk. That would work.
“We’ll start here, loop around the plateau, and the finish will be on that tree. First to touch the trunk wins. We’ll go on your mark.”
Joshua felt like she might win, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t going to try. No dirty tricks, but he’d be flying as fast as he could without cheating.
With Rosalind laying in the grass with her eyes closed, she doesn't exactly see the shift in the landscape, but she does hear the rushing sound of the waterfall. She instantly pushes herself up with the lower portion of her wings tolook at it.
Somehow heree in Joshua's dream its far more beautiful than she had ever imagined it to be. Though its Joshua's words of lfying that grabs her attention. She pushes herself to a standing, wings fully extended. [#f08080 "I bet I'm still faster. Even in a dreamworld no one could beat me in a race. Generations of very dleberate choices for mates to create the fastest flying generattion ever known, Farley is almost as quick as I am. So lets see tese flying skills"] She says smiling, hand extended to help him up.
“Impressive. I’m… sloppy. I can tell my roommate is still awake though.” Joshua watched her, and then took a seat next to her. What would it look like once he knew her better? Would it change at all? He wasn’t sure.
He listened to her describe her dream, silently thinking it over. It sounded beautiful, but also just like what it was. A dream. Something like that was not the reality they lived in. Once they graduated they would likely spend most of their time working for humans in their designated specialties.
“It’s not your fault.” Joshua answers right away to her apology. He leaned a little over her,”Neither of us knew this would happen, at least not like this. So don’t feel bad about it.”
Her dream for a better future was brilliant and warm. Would he have chosen to join without the bond? He wasn’t sure, but thought perhaps he might have. Then again, he thought maybe he would have been a coward and backed out.
He pushed his hair back, looking over at the river. The landscape shimmered and shifted. A waterfall rose to life at one end, and the river below it widened into a relatively calm pool. It wasn’t much, but it was something from her dream. He didn’t add the rest, preferring to keep it mostly calm and serene. Calmer dreams he had an easier time controlling. It was almost effortless. “That’s a nice dream. So, we can save some of that talk for tomorrow night, but for now we’re in a dream. Literally. And dreams like this are an excellent way to unwind from class. You know, in a dream like this even I can fly.”
There is a false warmth on Rosalind’s skin as she takes form in Joshua’s dream. There is a faint noise of music that’s rather disconnected from the serene meadow. Rosalind walks over to Joshua and lays down, not carrying that this sunshine is fake. The tingling sensation of the sun on her skin is still far beyond anything she had felt in a while.
[#f08080 “I somehow managed to perfect the fully aware sleeping state since being forced into the night time schedule. It’s how I make it through the night, typically my last few classes are filled with me sleeping, and my professors waking me up and asking me what they just said, and me typically being able to tell them word for word. Plus, a recorder helps a lot when it comes to studying.
Also if this is based off of your impression of me, I can’t wait to see what this place will look like once you’ve really gotten to know me.”] She admits, spreading out her arms and feeling the soft grass against her skin. [#f08080 “My favorite part about dreaming is the control you have over it. In my dreams there is always a giant waterfall and just a giant water hole beneath it. Off in the distance the summer castle can be seen, the sun blazes above.
I have friends in the water hole, nymphs making the water dance, Siren’s running a dj booth, and Farley sitting on the edge of the water, with a giant umbrella blocking out the sun and providing her with freshly fallen snow and the cold she needs, while she dares me to jump from the top of the waterfall, not to fly down, to simply jump. I know it’s a weird dream, but it’s my secret hope for once everything is said and done that it’ll be a reality.”] Rosalind sighs at the thought.
She rolls onto her side and looks at Joshua [#f08080 “So I wanted to apologize, I didn’t mean to take your choice away from you when it comes to being involved in the revolt. I wanted to give you the option, but now that we are bound together what happens to me happens to you, and I just feel awful about that. I didn’t mean to force this on you.”] She says folding her hands under her head as she gazes at him.
“A distraction? I might be able to help with that.” Joshua laughed,”It’s a nice dream. A little boring, but sometimes with dreams boring is best. Still probably better than textbooks.”
It was odd to be talking with anyone in his dreams that wasn’t part of the dream itself. He could feel her seem to get closer, and then he saw her seeming to fade into the dream. At first see through, but he helped pull her into it more fully, and then it was like she was there with him, sitting in the little meadow by the stream. Along with his roommates annoying music. Joshua sat down next to her. The sunlight wasn’t real, and he guessed it wouldn’t give her energy the way a real sun might, but she still looked a little more vibrant in this light. Like she belonged here.
“I’m pretty sure the dream has something to do with you. Just an impression of you, or a place you might like, that I probably got from the bond I think. So, better than homework? Oh…” He paused and scratched the back of his head,”You’ll probably look like you’re taking a nap if anyone sees you, but be careful. Just stay aware if someone comes near or tries to wake you.”
There is this moment that the connection fully registers that fills Rosalind with a warmth, as if she’s being wrapped in a big hug. She leans back on the bench she’s sitting on and sets her books next to her, closing her eyes and allowing the feeling to warm her from the inside. She allows a blissful sigh to slip from her lips.
She closes her eyes and lets his words come to her and she can’t help but take the distraction in joy. [i [#f08080 “No, I’m perfectly fine, just looking for a distraction. I know that I should just silently take my lunch and do what I always do and do my homework, but I am so tired of staring at my textbooks. Having a good dream?”]]
She opens her eyes for a moment, looking around the quad making sure that she is alone, or at the very least as secluded as she can be. With no one truly in sight, she feels perfectly at ease slipping further and further into the pull of Joshua’s dream, allowing it to take over her reality and changing the scene around her to the crafted one in his dreams.
Joshua managed to get the pass easily. Study passes were the easiest to get, and once the teacher realized Joshua was working with a summer fairy he handed him the pass without any other questions.
Then it was back to his dorm room to work. His roommate had his music on and was bobbing his head to the sound as leaned over his desk. Joshua didn’t know his roommate all that well yet. Things got shuffled around in the human dorms sometimes, when powers or personalities conflicted, and this time Joshua got shuffled around to make things work. His last roommate had been a quiet guy who was always there and never talked. The new guy was rarely there but when he was, he was louder.
After greeting him and exchanging a bit of small talk about school they both went back to mostly quiet studying, with the music in the background. It was still going when Joshua finally settled into bed, and bled into his dream when he slept.
His dream, he was sure, was influenced by Rosalind. Possibly talking with her, or seeing her memories. As a psychic he’d learned to be aware of his dreams, so he knew the sunny setting was all in his head. He still thought it was pretty. A stream flowed nearby, the grass was sweet and soft, and he was surrounded by trees which kept him from seeing very far in any direction. Most likely there wasn’t anything past the trees, at least not yet.
The thing that ruined the whole scene was the incessant music his roommate must still have been playing, sounding like it was coming from the trees or the sky. He resolved to talk to his roommate about the noise later, but in the meantime enjoyed the sensations of walking the little meadow. Then he felt Rosalind, almost as if she were there. She was reaching, and he responded,”You’ve caught me asleep. Be careful, or you might slip in. Is everything alright?”
He thought it probably was. He wasn’t feeling any sort of fear or panic from her, so he already guessed that she was at least mostly alright. Or that it wasn’t urgent.
It was always an easy thing to fall into, a perfect mindless robot that they want you to turn into. No questions flow to her, no thoughts are evident or there to truly think about during that night’s class schedule, too much to think about, and too much to risk thinking about it when in the middle of class.
By the time her lunch break finally comes about, Rosalind is bored out of her mind. She sits in the court yard, enjoying the fresh air at the very least, with her text book sprawled out in her lap as she picks at the sub she bought. She takes a deep breath and closes her book, deciding to reach out to Joshua to see if he was awake, or at the very least see if he was sleeping well.
[i ‘Oh, I see. Are you alright? You probably do need more sleep.’]
Joshua could feel that she was tired. This time of day she should have been sleeping, but this was the start of her classes. It was the end of his, he just needed to find the teacher and ask about the pass, then he could go work on some homework and get some sleep.
Joshua was nearly to the classroom, where the teacher still was getting ready for his next class. He shared with Rosalind,[i ‘I’ll be awake another hour or two, if you want to talk. I probably shouldn’t distract you from your classes though. But really, if you need anything you should be able to reach me any time. Just I’m not entirely sure how it will work while I’m asleep, so be careful. That might distract you.’]
If she reached out to him asleep he thought she might get some of his dream. Or even end up inside it. He wasn’t entirely sure, since all he heard about it were rumors or stories, because it wasn’t really technically allowed. Looking into the dreams of subjects was one of the things he was learning, but he just didn’t know what would happen to anyone talking to him while he was dreaming.
Heading towards her first class of the day was always the worst part of her day. As night creeps in the draining of her power begins, and it seems the further away she is from Joshua the worse she feels as well. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself, but the sensation is unlike anything she's understood before.
[#f08080 "The thing is, I don't really manage to well without it. I hardly sleep, so I'm tired all the time. It sucks being so stuck and not being able to do what is necessary to simply thrive in this world, this will change though."] She shares as she settles into her first class of the day, prepared to zone out in another class about how horribly they are.
He wondered how he would feel if he had always known he was different like this. He wasn’t sure, and wasn’t sure it would be fruitful to dwell on it too much. Rosalind was soothing though, Joshua could feel how she was trying to calm him. He thought she really was a sweet sort of person. Somehow the thought of a war or fighting just didn’t suit her in his mind, he imagined her being much better suited to peace.
Still, that wasn’t the world either of them was born in. Then she started actually talking and he nodded,”Okay. We can always find more. Oh, yeah, I have an alarm clock. I just usually don’t get up so early. Um, thanks. See you later. Bye.”
He waved, watching her leave and responding as he started gathering his things. Even as she left and got farther away, the bond didn’t feel significantly weaker. He was sure she’d be able to hear him,[i ‘My parents are both humans. I’m the only one in my family. I’m surprised you manage without the medication, but you might be right that it could make you sicker in some other way.’]
Once he had his stuff he left to go find the teacher and see about getting a morning pass. The more passes the better, and it was good to always keep them on hand. Even expired ones, since an expired pass sometimes worked and if you were found with one you might be able to get away with pretending it was an honest mistake. Joshua hoped the teacher was still in the classroom, otherwise he would have to find the teachers office.
The rush of emotion not belonging to her hits her again. A foreign regret fills her stomach and she tries to send out a calming wave back towards Joshua, hoping that he'll feel better, but not wanting to pry into why the emotion exists at all. [#f08080 [i "I must admit, I don't know what's worse, always knowing your fate, or thinking your fate can be that of peace only to have it taken from you and thrusted into the hell we live in.]] she internally sighs, hating that this is the lot they have in life, but proud that she's working towards changing it.
[#f08080 "it should be just enough. I think I may have gotten twice the number of pictures for the fae portion of the project. We do tend to be very artistic, so why not show off the art of the horrible creatures we once were?"] she says, feeling sick with every word that passes her lips, but knowing that those around could feel that they are true and stating anything otherwise would be a horrible idea.
[#f08080 "Do you have an alarm clock in your dorm? I have to have like 5 in mine, it's so hard to wake up in the middle of the night, especially with all the medication they have me on to help me sleep."] she says rubbing the back of her head [#f08080 [i "Which I never take mind you. Can't let the medication cause any more illnesses than the sun-depravation. Were your parents both human or psychics?"]] she asks, before glancing at the time [#f08080 "Oh gosh, I've got to go. Here this is my dorm room, if your able to get the pass send me a letter or come on by at any time, we can work on it together then. Make sure you keep a hold of the pictures till then. Bye."] she says waving to him as she heads out of the library. She slipped a piece of paper in his hand prior to heading out, knowing that she can still speak with him through their connection, but knowing that not saying good bye out loud would be weird.
Joshua nodded, getting the book off the machine and flipping to the next page with a picture to include,”Got it. I’ll see about getting something for 2am from the teacher. Hope I don’t oversleep.”
At the news they weren’t being watched anymore he sighed in relief,[i ‘Good, I’m glad. Having her watching really puts me on edge. I don’t want to get caught.’] Joshua thought about her question for a moment, falling silent and staring at the machine in front of him.
His answer finally came, tinged with regret. He couldn’t keep back all of the negative feelings the earlier days with his powers brought back when he thought of it, but he tried not to overwhelm her with his frustration,[i ‘I learned quickly, but not quickly enough. It’s still not perfect, it’s easy to learn the basics but it’s actually pretty hard to really master. I didn’t even develop any noticeable power until I was about fourteen. That’s not too unusual with psychics. We’re born with it, but it shows up later.’]
Joshua ruffled the hair at the back of his head, not sure how much he really wanted to share. His personal life wasn’t something he told people about much, at least not anymore. Instead he went on about less personal stuff while he looked for another picture,[i ‘Normal human parents can have a psychic kid, but psychics usually have psychic kids. Especially if both parents are psychics, which is usually what happens. The ones with psychic parents tend to get their powers at earlier ages than the random ones. It gets really complicated with psychics sometimes because we’re so close to normal humans. We’ve got some really tight regulations. Rules that are different from more non-human magical beings. Anyway, you’ll probably find out more in history class, we get a whole section on psychics and other human magical beings.’]
“I think this is it,” Joshua suddenly switched to talking, picking up the book and flipping to the final picture in the second book he’d brought,”Do you think this will be enough? Or… did I go overboard with the pictures?”
Rosalind could still feel the eyes lingering just out of sight, she could feel the magic flowing around them in every direction, and while she wishes it weren’t the case, she knows that she can’t act according to the sense that has finally returned to her after all of this time. She gives him a sheepish smile and a shrug [#f08080 “That’s definitely up to you. It would make it so that our project can be finished and gone over multiple times just to make sure we don’t have any errors or anything like that in it. So it would probably be a good idea to get the early morning pass to be able to come and work on the project.”] she sighs and leans against a wall, feeling the tingle of eyes finally leaving them.
[#f08080 “I’m typically out of class around 2 am so you could always get approval for an early morning pass for around that time, it’ll give us the entire morning before you’ve got class and my afternoon to work on it.”] she says pretending to be interested in the color of her nails.
[i [#f08080 “She’s finally walking away and taking her eyes off of us, I think we sold that pretty well. How long did it take for you to get control over what you share with people when you make the connection?”]] She asks, trying to figure out how she would even have prepared for this kind of thing with how deprived she’s been in regards to her magic and the development she should be making given her ranking among the fae, thankfully none of the teachers know the truth of her blood, because she’d have had her wings taken just for precaution if they did.
She seemed startled, and Joshua couldn’t help but think that was a really good touch. Perfect really. He gave a little smile and tried to look a bit sheepish,”Sorry. I’ve been told I’m kind of quiet.”
He wondered if he really would fit in, but held back the thought. He would have to wait and see, but he was already feeling anxious about it. Excited but also a little nervous. He only had some idea of the scale from her thoughts, and was cautious about any actual optimism that they could change anything.
[i ‘We’ll have to see how I do. And don’t worry too much, you’ll get used to it.’]
“Oh, alright. That’s right, you’re a night student. Might make this hard if we need more time. Think I should ask for a pass for the early morning and we can work on a bit then and I’ll get up earlier? I know we’ve got a few weeks, but I don’t like leaving work to the last minute.”
He flipped open his book to one of the pictures and put it on the machine. He took time to press each button. It wasn’t entirely faked, his head felt vaguely achey, but some of it was to really sell the whole him moving slowly to their watchful librarian.
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