Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[TheHayleyDoll]

"Exactly. Incredibly crazy, if you ask me. So you say you had the same dream, but you were Loki?"

[spirit_queen]

Tina rubbed her eyes, then looked at the sword again; it was no longer glowing. She heaved a huge sigh of relief. "Maybe it was just tha way the sunset reflected off the blade." She mumbled. "Yeah, that has to be it..."

[Miranda_]

"That's right. I've never heard of shared dreams before; and why didn't we get that sword we were going to steal?"

[TheHayleyDoll]

"I don't know... But it was in the dream, too. I saw it. Last thing I remember though, before we appeared in the parking lot earlier, was that girl, Tina, coming down the stairs with the sword in her hand. We pressured her for it a bit, then... my mind's blank. But it's funny, my dream fills that blank spot."

[spirit_queen]

Tina decided to do some of the excercises the doctor had recommended. She pulled back the covers from her feet, trying to point and flex her feet as if she were in dance class. She found it har, and frustrating, but she kept at it, sheer will forcing her forward.

[Miranda_]

Remy thought back for a few moments. "Yeah; she must have said something really good, and my dream fills that bit too. Weirdness."

[spirit_queen]

Tina never told her mom about the break in; she figured that was a part of her dream before she awke in a hospital, as they connected. So when her mom grumbled about missing stuff, Tina was tempted, but didn't Her mom always misplaced things, anyways.

[TheHayleyDoll]

"Completely. Maybe we should ask this Tina girl about the sword and it's powers, eh? Can't hurt. Might be strange. Just... talking to her." Keiko thought for a moment. "That was a stupid idea, wasn't it? Got any better ones though for finding out what those dreams were?"

[Miranda_]

"Nope," said Remy, shrugging his shoulders. "We know where she lives, so we might as well talk to her."

[spirit_queen]

Tina gave up on the excercise, and needed a way to vent her frustration. But she realized she was still stuck on the couch while her mom napped the afternoon away. She picked up her pillow and threw it across the room, too late remembering that it support her neck, and now she couldn't get it back. "Great, just great!" She muttered darkly.