[anonymous text]

[revenancenpcs]

[Some of you may recognize the anonymous text from the last time it showed up, back when there were hardly any worlds at all. To others, it may be new. Regardless of which happens to be the case, that is most certainly an anonymous post, when the moogles have sworn that it shouldn't even be possible to make an anonymous post.]

Hmph. So there are now even more of you here? I suppose there truly are no limits to how many he can draw in, only to leave to flounder. Stranger, or acquaintance...in the end, the result will still be the same.

Not that such efforts matter. No matter how many dreamers accumulate here, you cannot change what was laid out long ago.

Comments

[notquitedracula]

There have been enough treatises on the deeper dream world where I'm from that someone versed in them could probably unravel all this in a heartbeat or three.

That said, I'm not that person. Since you seem bent on not answering questions, I'll not ask any. I won't even dole out threats. We know you're there; you know we're here. Either you help us, or you don't. Either we help you, or we don't. We'll just keep unlocking doors until we find which one you're hiding behind, and then the truth will out.

[4letters4ninja]

[And here's where you realize Ziva's been paying attention to all of it. And facepalming at the lot of you.]

First off, York is right. Those seven hundred ways are bare hands only. I know plenty more. [Hands off the boyfriend, got it?]

Second: If I do ever decide to start a harem, the three of you are right at the top. Wash first.

[unrecovered]

[Everybody knows who wears the pants in this relationship.]

I don't know whether to thank you or hide.

[punsofiron]

Well that's not cryptic at all.

[the_mechanic]

When in doubt, go for both.

[Still grinning like a madman. Seriously, though, Ziva, Wash is all yours. Though he's all for that harem...]

Lovely to see you again, Miss David.

[4letters4ninja]

[As if anyone had any doubt who wears the pants whenever she's involved. She only wears a skirt if she wants jaw drops...or to show off her legs. Also, ignore any shit eating grin on her face.]

Thank me over this, then hide where I will not find you until later...Unless, well... [She's going to stop talking on that topic for now.]

You too, Mr. Stark. But, the name is Ziva. Not Miss David.

[the_mechanic]

Solid advice.

And it's Tony. "Mr. Stark" makes me feel old.

[A barely perceptible wink, and a matching grin.]

[unrecovered]

Don't even start.

[She wears the pants, but that doesn't mean he's not overprotective and jealous. Tread lightly, buddy.]

[4letters4ninja]

[There was a slight eyeroll at you Wash, I hope you missed it.]

Stop that Wash. [A pause.]

By the way, if Tony shows up at your door, mine is open. I figure you do not want to hear that.

[unrecovered]

[She's definitely pulled that on him before. He's not complaining. There's a long, quiet moment as he explores the options that "unless" opens.]

Unless I want to be found.

[4letters4ninja]

That is not where I was going with that, but whatever you want.

[unrecovered]

What?

[He's innocent! No jury in the world would convict him.]

If he shows up at my door, I'm setting Melody on him.

[unrecovered]

Wait, where were you going?

[4letters4ninja]

Think about it. You will get it.

[4letters4ninja]

You know what. [Riiiiiiiiiiiiiiight.]

Oh, but that would ruin his night. And that just is not nice. [There's a false innocent tone in that.]

[unrecovered]

Oh, come on. [At least let him be a little overprotective! What are ex-special forces boyfriends for?]

No, but it would be funny.

[unrecovered]

[Oh.]

[Oh.]

[Why are they talking about this in public?]

[Why are they talking about this at all when they could be-]

I'll be right over.

[unrecovered]

Yes. It is.

[4letters4ninja]

[Point: Ninja.]

I will be here.

[allfunandgamesuntil]

I do love these friendly conversations.

[York has clearly looked at the other thread.]

And have fun, you two.

[revenancenpcs]

Or so you believe.

[revenancenpcs]

Echoes of that which sleeps. You have found nothing of value by them.

[revenancenpcs]

We shall see about that.

[revenancenpcs]

It is not my place to offer what you have failed to find.

[revenancenpcs]

What has been will be. I simply see no need to inform wayward dreamers of what is coming.