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09 February 2011 @ 08:46 pm
Who: Dream (Daniel), Edgeworth
What: A chance meeting.
Where: The Dreaming palace.
When: No particular time.
Warnings: None.


Edgeworth was in trouble. It took a while for this fact to truly sink in--the Dreaming is an endless source of distractions, many of them seemingly innocuous--but once it became clear that his companion wasn't going to find him then trepidation began to set in. He knew enough about this place to know that even the residents had to watch their steps at times. For the uninitiated or unwary, the Dreaming could be very dangerous indeed.

So it was that his pace gradually slowed, as he tried to decide whether it was prudent (or safe) to stop and wait for the Corinthian to track him down. Ordinarily that might be the wisest course, but this section of the palace gave him an uneasy feeling. It seemed an inordinately long time since he last saw any--

He drew to a sudden halt and stared down the hall he'd just come through, his eyes straining to catch any sign of movement. After a frozen minute, he scowled at himself and continued down the corridor with a determined stride. He'd find a more agreeable location, preferably something at least mildly familiar, then he'd wait patiently for the chance to chastise the nightmare for allowing him to get lost in the first place.
 
 
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