birds singing in the sycamore tree

[baedalites]

As night falls on Baedal, the city is almost quiet. The streets have a few last minute workers returning home, but by now, most citizens have already gone by the temples and picked up their vurt, ready to lay down and dream.

After placing a not-feather in one's mouth, there's a moment where it fizzes against the tongue before sliding coolly down the back of the throat and pulling the user down into sleep. A series of impressions, more sensation than anything concrete, appears before the user and this is how one chooses which Dreamer to enter.

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[leviohhhhsa]

She jumps at Steph's sudden appearance and then laughs. "You should try being the right way up, it's great," Hermione retorts, jokingly exasperated and smiling, taking the peach-that-isn't and inspecting it.

"What's it called, do you know?" she asks, fiddling idly with her scarf and frowning at it- because she does like to have all the facts.

[controlledvariable]

"I'm taking advantage of the fact my blood won't rush to my head," Because dream gravity only exists how Steph wants it to. Take that, gravity, Steph has finally defeated you.

She smirks, which looks a little odd upside down, but whatever, "Not telling." She actually has no idea, but it's more fun to pretend she does.

[leviohhhhsa]

"Do you actually know?" she asks, raising her eyebrows and taking a cautious bite, frowning rather deeply for someone undertaking nothing more serious than a bite out of an unknown fruit. (She can tell it's not a peach because of that odd dream logic that tells her it's not, regardless of everything that says it is).

"--oh, it's lovely," she says, with some surprise. Not that she doesn't trust Steph's taste, just that- she doesn't trust anybody's taste.

[controlledvariable]

"Nope!" Cheerfully, and she laughs at Hermione's reaction, "You should learn to trust me. I wouldn't give you anything that tasted terrible."

A pause, "Okay, I might, but only if I thought it would be funny." Steph you are a terrible friend.

[leviohhhhsa]

"Exactly. Which is precisely what a lot of my friends at home would do, too, so you can't blame me at all for being wary," she says. It's actually a little strange for her to talk about specific people back home, and she pauses after she does it, offering Steph a quick and uncertain smile, surprised at herself for sharing.

[controlledvariable]

"All this proves is that you make good choices in friends," It's teasing, but there's a hint of gentleness in it too, in response to Hermione's uncertain smile. It's not actively encouraging her to talk more, it's just sort of an it's okay, in case Hermione does want to keep sharing.