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[ The past day or so has been busy for the Professor. Ever since the island have changed she's been awake and about studying the "new environment" on the island and gathering as much detail as possible. If you've been on the island lately you might have heard some laughing in the distance a few times. Quite possibly it could have been her.

But alas, everyone must sleep sometime and she's included. Finally deciding to take a break from her discoveries and what might call exploring she settles down in a place where she can sleep. Setting everything aside she gets comfortable unknowing what exactly what was to come in the dreams ahead. ]

... Where am I?

[ She takes a quick look around just for her to realize that she was on a boat. A small boat. One of those sail boats. Despite the weather the waves seemed to have been lashing out at the boat causing it to rock violently.

It didn't take long for Raine's phobia to take over as she quickly starts to feel seasick. She shivers as she tries to hold on to the closest thing she could find so she doesn't get knocked over the edge. Taking another look around she notices a familiar piece of land nearby.

Maybe... maybe if she can try to bring the boat over there she can get off... but there wasn't any paddles nor anything else that she could use.

Before she could proceed to think on possible ways to get to land a huge wave crashed into the boat. Stronger than all the other waves it causes the small sailboat to turn tossing the Professor into the water. Good news is that she was closer to the land. Bad news was that she wasn't close enough to reach it and began to sink despite her efforts to try to stay afloat. She never learned how to swim after all.

This time, there didn't seem to be anyone to help her... ]

[ She wakes up in a daze. Great. She was trying to take care of her phobia so she can at least travel to the bubble for places such as the library but right now the thought of doing so seems to be non-existent. She sighs. Even if the dream turns out not too bad in the end the beginning was enough. Not noticing that the Dreamberry is on she turns over as she makes an attempt to get a better sleep. ]

[ Now this was a dream that Raine enjoyed! Now she was standing in the Balacruf Mausoleum; one of the many places that the group have traveled to on their journey. They had been there in order to release a seal and later to make a pact with the Efreet so Raine never got the chance to really explore the ruins. ]

... I must examine and gather as much information while I have this chance! I will not let it go to waste!

[ And so, that is exactly what she'll be doing now in this dream.

Immediately she starts exploring the place, going on about the texture of the stones and the writing on the walls and the traps and just everything. Every now and then she'll laugh (what might sound like a mechanical laugh like she's some villain) and go on about the history of the Balacruf ruins. Then basically rinse, rise, and repeat. ]

( OOC: Both of them are interactive. Feel free to reply into one of the two dreams - specify which one - or comment on one or both dreams for after she wakes up. Just put it in the subject of what you're going to do. The 'familiar' place in the first dream is the Otherworldly Gate )

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[Gamzee wasn't sure how he had gotten from where he had been --hadn't he been sleeping himself? Or had he been awake?-- to here, but the water feels like a familiar embrace to him. Enough that he just wants to kick back on his back and float, but nope, can't do! Some motherfucker what needs a hand. He dives, and though his technique definitely is not polished, he he a strong enough swimmer to quickly reach her, wrapping his skinny --yet surprisingly strong-- arms around her as he helps her up to the surface.]

You aight?

[For some reason the white paint on his face hasn't splashed off at all. Must be dream magic. More than with his face bare, this is how he seems himself, after all.]

[ This. is interesting. He's never seen such places nor does he think he is particularly creative enough to come up with it on his own -

And people sinking in ocean water is just too common to him.

Duke doesn't even think to treat this like a dream, he just swims after - or perhaps its controlled sinking, because fully dressed does not make for good casual floating - and catches onto the pale haired woman. One arm under hers, fingers finding cloth, and kicking toward the surface. ]

[ Oh hey a Troll. She would certainly be curious and interested in you if it weren't for the fact that she needed rescuing. Once her head was above the water she started to cough and sputter. She was trembling looking a bit pale. Almost drowning was something she didn't want to relive. ]

Y-Yes... T-Thank you.

[ Raine continues to make an attempt to swim before the silver-haired man comes but was quickly losing strength. Once he had arrived she goes limp allowing him to take her to the surface without too much of a struggle. She didn't have the strength to keep it up and was starting to fade out of consciousness ]

[ That isn't good. He's a tiny bit rough in moving her about, turning her so he could swim, pretty much on his side, and her face would be much further out of the water. ]

Kicking would be helpful. Provided you do not kick my shins. [ He can make it there without her helping, but it would be faster if she did. ]

[Turning a corner, Hakuba walks up to her and smiles, his own notebook out because he's hardly going to go somewhere new and strange like this and not take notes, is he?]

That's a very interesting laugh, Raine-san.

[ She tries to shake herself from falling unconscious as she's able to breath. Upon hearing the man's voice she tries to kick but it wasn't much help if any at all. After struggling so much she was surprised she could even attempt to kick. ]

[ Raine turns upon hearing Hakuba's voice and smiles. Not like the smile that she might have made during their first interaction but more like the smile of a madwoman... because she's what she basically is right now. ]

Hakuba! Have you come to examine the beauty of the Balacruf Mausoleum as well?!

[Hakuba makes a small sound of interest.] Is that what this place is called then? It certainly is beautiful.

[There is always time for more curiosity and interest later. When they are more dry and less in the water. For a moment, they just bob in the water. To be honest, Gamzee has never swam with another person before, not like this. His goat used to carry him on his back, when he had been too little to swim against the sea or when he had just been too tired. He can't really carry this person on his back like that, but maybe if she just holds on?]

Can ya grab onto my motherfuckin' back? I can all be getting us at to the beach.

[ The Professor nods her head ]

This is the Balacruf Mausoleum. Legends are told that during the Balacruf Era The great King of Balacruf, Cleo III, died and was reborn as the King of the wind. The king traveled the heavens with the Summon Spirit in past, present and future. Today the Summon Spirit, known as the Sylph, are three spirits, each representing the Past, Present, and Future. The people of Balacruf are known to be the people of the wind, who lived with the Summon Spirit and become the wind when they die.

[ Feel free to ask questions Hakuba. Or just continue listening to her lecture about this place ]

[Masaru stood, staring at the ruins, his hands in his pockets and looking disinterested]

...

Huh.

It's a bunch of rocks.

[ Raine turns around and frowns. ]

What did you just say?!

... "It's a bunch of rocks?" [shrugs his shoulders]

... Perhaps not. [ A little absently said. He's fairly sure he's placed why she sank so quickly now. Less of an injured and stunned, more of a 'no idea how to swim'. That's okay, he can swim for two well enough to reach that land. ]

[ Someone needs to teach you not to use words like that. However, now wasn't the time. Biting back any remarks she might have about it Raine slowly nods her head. ]

Y-Yes...

[ Trembling she moves so she's grabbing onto it back. She hung on as tightly as she possible could in this state so she doesn't end up back underwater. Once in one dream was enough. But twice? No thanks. ]

Just a bunchs of rocks you say... [ have a Professor marching right up to you now ]

These are not just rocks! This is stone carved with ancient history describing the events of the Balacruf Era! Just feel the smooth surface of the floor and the walls! It's wondrous! The people who have lived here during the Balacruf Era were known to be the people of the wind, who lived with the Summon Spirit of Wind and because the wind once they had died!

[ Good job. She's lecturing (or ranting if you want to call it that) now. ]

[Better people have tried. Only Mrs Brisby, clearly the most BAMF of BAMFs has succeeded. A little.

Gamzee shifts a little, feeling her tight grip as he starts to swim towards that small island with broad strokes. There isn't much finesse in his strokes, but he does seem to have great familiarity with the water, occasionally just letting them drift along on a small current to spare his strength. He needs that for comforting, after all.]

Aight. There we go. Nearly fuckin' there, see?

[Masaru tries to listen. He really does. But eventually, his eyes just glaze over]

Uh huh... really interesting...

[ Raine quickly had gone limp again once he had said that. She was certainly going to have to think him when they reach land and she doesn't feel as dizzy and like she's about to pass out. ]

[ More frowning. This guy was just like Lloyd. She sighs. Well, this was her dream so let's see...

She shuffles through her pockets before finding the sorcerer's ring. She walks over to Masaru ]

Hold out your hand.

[ That language. The Teacher side of her really wants to tell him to teach him not to use it regardless of whether she'll manage to get to him. Definitely not in this state that's for sure. But if she was in better shape she can actually kick him if he used that language on her.

She simply nods her head in response to his question. The sooner she gets out of this water the better. ]

[It doesn't take long for him to start feeling the first starts of sand under his feet, and even sooner, he is helping her up onto the beach. He doesn't particularly seems deterred by how utterly soaked he is, and to her, his body temperature might feel dangerously low. All natural, but possibly distressing if she is not familiar with highblooded trolls.]

There we go, sister. All good as fuckin' new.

[ The Professor has done quite a bit of research on many sort of races and species. Although she hasn't done much research on the his type of troll she could hazard as guess. Still, it was going to ask if he's all right just in case. It would be bad to make the wrong conclusion and have him end up in a bad state. ]

Please, do tone down your language.

[ Yup... that's still bothering her. Not her fault she's a teacher and a sister/motherly person at that. She's not quite comfortable with being called a 'sister' by someone who isn't her brother but... the language bothered her more. But... regardless this troll did save her life. So she then heaves a small sigh. ]

... Yes. Thank you very much.

[ Reaching land is very likely a good point to start doing a great many things.

Duke makes a short pleased rumble when he feels something - barely - come in contact with a boot. Ground? It better be. The water was cold. It was. Good.

He'll pull them both up a few long strides past the water, let the woman go limp into a sit, and .. more or less drop his coat across her. ]

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Boat dream; interact o/

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Different is good! 8D I enjoy different!

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