[Dawn closes her eyes as he swirls them back to his realm, focusing on the feeling of his arms around her rather than the mild disorientation it always causes.
Once in his chambers she opens her eyes and smiles, noticing the crib.]
[Once he's certain she's steady on her feet from the travel, Dream releases her from his arms so she can approach the crib if she wants. He steps over towards it himself, though he doesn't need to look inside to know the answer.]
Yes. It is resting. I am giving it a pleasant dream to soothe it after its trials.
I did. A human translation would amount to the word Nest. His kind are known by their role in their society, and he was one who built homes for his society. There are many who are called Nest, and they serve the same goal. It does not matter who is being referred to, as they all willingly share the workload.
[Dream lays a gentle hand on the edge of the crib, a look both alien and ancient on his face as he looks downward, but not one without compassion.]
He worries not about himself but for his kind, that they are not caught similarly. Intergalactic poachers are a threat, as they have little defenses. They are exotic pets at best, science experiments at worst.
[She echoes and leans her head against his shoulder, watching the creature as it sleeps peacefully.]
I never would have thought there was such thing as intergalactic poachers but I guess it kind of makes sense, earth can't be the only place with assholes like that....
[OOC: Totally spitballing the details so please lemme know if anything doesn't work! I'm laidback about tweaking things.]
Indeed not, though it seems you have come across a hub of theirs where this little one was saved. Perhaps further answers might arise when we shut them down. I need only a moment with one to see into their mind with my sand.
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Once in his chambers she opens her eyes and smiles, noticing the crib.]
Is it asleep?
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Yes. It is resting. I am giving it a pleasant dream to soothe it after its trials.
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[Dream lays a gentle hand on the edge of the crib, a look both alien and ancient on his face as he looks downward, but not one without compassion.]
He worries not about himself but for his kind, that they are not caught similarly. Intergalactic poachers are a threat, as they have little defenses. They are exotic pets at best, science experiments at worst.
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[She echoes and leans her head against his shoulder, watching the creature as it sleeps peacefully.]
I never would have thought there was such thing as intergalactic poachers but I guess it kind of makes sense, earth can't be the only place with assholes like that....
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Indeed not, though it seems you have come across a hub of theirs where this little one was saved. Perhaps further answers might arise when we shut them down. I need only a moment with one to see into their mind with my sand.
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I should be able to source out their location by tomorrow night and then we can go pay them a visit.