Daydream_weaver's Refuge

[Vail_Indigo]

pirouettes about the place, frosting covered lips

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*glances up, eyes feverishly bright, pen going still...and wonders what flavor a kiss would bring*

 

[Vail_Indigo]

prancing around happily outside the refuge...wondering where else I shall bounce to tonight

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*grins and turns back to my work mumbling something that sounds like "frosted tease"...*

 

[Vail_Indigo]

I are...I are...

 

[jack80]

I Keep Missing The Frosty Cakes!!

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*giggles softly to myself* ...the cake is a lie...but the frosting, oh the frosting....

 

[Vail_Indigo]

*giggles softly to myself* ...the cake is a lie...but the frosting, oh the frosting....

I knew the cake was a lie...I knew it! and I was STILL pissed!

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Wanders out onto the deck, face turned up to the warm afternoon sun. This is a good time of day...a good time of year...

Green shoots show through the undergrowth, buds grow plump and ripe on branches, ready to burst at any time...yes, a good time of year.

Leaning my elbows on the wooden railing I look toward the wood, ice blue eyes focusing and losing focus...thoughts and ideas bubbling in the depths of my mind, just out of reach.

I want...something...

With a deep sigh I slip back into my cabin, maybe a cup of something hot and rich and dark will help...*

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Wolf goes walk about, leaving her woods far behind and stumbling into another's woods, without thought. The way is still easily trod. Trees still lean close and whisper secrets but the Wolf does not listen, nor stop.

Eventually, she finds the stream that leads to the waterfall. She follows it's course and ends up...alone, beside the thundering spray Who knows what the night will bring.

She relaxes.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*A stray breeze lifts a lock of silvery hair from a slightly pointed ear and whispers...there is a visitor in the woods. It brings the faint scent of one well beloved and long missed.

Smiling I climb out of the pile of cushions on the floor, grabbing my hooded long coat as I make for the door.

The woods are full of murmurs and excited whispers, but my feet follow the path without conscious guidance. My breath comes swiftly from my haste.

Almost there...almost there...

I hear the rumble of the falls, smell the crispness of the water...and something...someone else. I slow...I stop...I don't want to disturb.

But she's here...in my woods...and...and...

I step from the path into the bushes and peer toward the waterfall...ice blue eyes peering from the depths of my hood...searching...watching...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

Head comes up, sharply. There is a new presence here. Her. The owner, the protector, of this fair bit of land. The keeper of these woods, these waters, this place. I look about me, trying to plumb the shadows that surround me.

Standing up, I stretch, hands over head. There is a low groan, a happy sigh before I turn into the wind and allow it to clear my senses.

THERE!

I move then. Slowly. Steadily. Surely...until I am standing only a few feet away from the one I had caused to come out and seek me.

"Good evening, Muse. Will you play hide and seek forever or do you plan on joining me?"

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*From the shadows of my hood I watch her, each movement she makes seems so precise and purposeful. I stand, poised on the balls of my feet as if ready to flee, my pulse fluttering like a wild thing trapped in my veins. But I am not prey... am I?

Pale hands reach up to push the hood back from my face and I take a deep breath, drink her in.

I merely didn't wish to disturb...

*One step, and another, until I stand close enough to feel the warmth radiating from her. My eyes meet hers and at last I can smile.

It is good to see you...here...

 

[Luna_Wolf72]

I smile. There are not words enough to describe my happiness at seeing her. Another yawn mocks me...overtaking me before I can stop it.

Of course you would finally step out when the Real World and all it's inherent troubles plot to take me away.

I close the distance between us, small hands grasping her waist and pulling her into me, melding our flesh together.

No matter. You will keep this for me until next time?

Head lifts, mouths meet. Teeth and tongue taste, nibble, flick, entrance. Nails dig through cloth to prick flesh. Finally when I am sated, I release her. Step away. Smile. My eyes train upon her sweet face.

I shall return again. You know I will.

Turns away. Heads down the path...fading slowly...from view.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*That sound, that tiny whimper, did that come from me? Silly question, of course it did.

Pale fingers press against tingling lips as I watch her fade away. I will keep it, safe and warm and waiting for her to return for it...please, oh please, let fate make it soon*

Rest well, Luna...until we meet again...


*tugging the hood of my coat back up to cover my head I turn back to the path that leads me home...*

 

[jack80]

"Frosting thief. Who steals Frosting. Really!"

*Jack walked slowly up to the cabin, not knowing if he will find the Frosting or the person that took it still there, but he knocks on the door and turns around to look down the path he had came from.*

"And flashing me with boobies... like I am some guy that just starts drooling at the very first hint of those things... "

*snorts....*

"Okay fine I am, but.. still."

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*I hear mumbling before I reach the edge of the clearing. More visitors?

The words 'boobies' and 'drooling' catch my ear and I struggle to repress a giggle. Oh...I see...so much trouble caused by helping myself to one little container of frosting. Well, it was chocolate...and quite tasty.

Peering around the corner of the cabin I watch Jack talking to himself for a moment before stepping out.

Evening, Jack...looking for something?

 

[jack80]

Well... yes.

You. And my frosting. But mostly you!

*Walks up to the Mistress of the Forest and narrows his eyes.*

That was a dirty trick you played earlier. And I had such plans for that frosting...

*Pouts*

But also I just wanted to check in on ya. See how you were doing. Maybe enjoy another cup of coffee with ya.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

Dirty trick? Me?

*Grins and tucks an arm through his. A flick of a finger, the door swings wide to allow us inside. A fire crackles merrily on the hearth and candles flicker on table tops and wall sconces.

I would apologize, but I can't...I'm not the least bit repentant. I was in need of some hijinks, not to mention chocolate. But I do have a nice fresh pot of coffee all brewed if that will help you recover...

Just have a seat anywhere...

*The coat fades from my shoulders and reappears on a hook by the door. The air is full of energy tonight. In the kitchen two mugs nearly hop from the cupboard to the counter in eagerness to be filled. The tray with sugar and cream and a plate of chocolate chip cookies practically assembles itself.

Now, now...behave...wouldn't want to frighten our guest..

 

[jack80]

*Sits down and relaxes. Its always nice and cozy here in DW's place. Relaxing... yet.. mystical.*

Yeah, kind of why I think I like you so much. The repentantless hijinks seeking, chocolate loving mystery wrapped up in a beautiful woman.

Thats you.

Also, you boobs won't leave my mind.

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*Sets the tray on a low table near the sofa and pauses in the middle of handing Jack a mug*

Oh dear...residual boobage...it should wear off after a good sleep. Maybe...hopefully...not sure.

Sugar?

 

[jack80]

Yes please.

And why would I want that. Its one of those things that can make one's day a little bit more interesting.

*Chuckles*

So... did you get the Hat?

 

[Daydream_weaver]

*sighs* The hat...the one I wanted, was all sold out. But they will be getting some more. It has to have the pinstripping.

*Hands Jack his mug and settles back on the sofa with my own steaming brew*

Have to get Vail her pictures...of the hat. No guarantees my head will be in it this time.

 

[jack80]

*sighs* The hat...the one I wanted, was all sold out. But they will be getting some more. It has to have the pinstripping.

*Hands Jack his mug and settles back on the sofa with my own steaming brew*

Have to get Vail her pictures...of the hat. No guarantees my head will be in it this time.

Ahhhh... I am sorry to hear that. You sounded like you really want it. Well I hope they get it in soon, with the correct pinstripes to boot.

But if your head isn't in it, how would we know its really you... eerrrrr yeah... forget that last part.

But other then that, and sorry fro bringing it up, how are you? I hope I am not keeping you from anything.

*Takes a sip of the coffee, just as good and rich as he remembers*

 

[Daydream_weaver]

Cameras and I have a love hate relationship...actually, it's pretty much hate. But there are those pesky rules to follow.

I wouldn't want to break the rules and have to face some kind of consequences.

*watches Jack through the steam rising from my mug, a smile curving my lips*

Actually, I am going to have to take my leave for a bit. Hungry teenagers must be fed before they start eating the furniture.