warforged | Greens do it in your dreams. [OPEN TO ALL FLIGHTS]

Who: Rose and YOU!
What: Accidental Dreamwalking. (prose or action)
Where: IN YOUR DREAMS! Though Rose is physically in the Emerald Sanctum, hanging out near the hollowed out tree she's claimed as her own if a flightmate wants to bother her. Or ~~Sleeping Beauty~~ Ysera wants to reprimand her.
When: Throughout the first half of April very, very late at night.
Warnings: will update if the dreams get too weird.

Rose still hadn't adjusted herself to non-moroi timetables. To her, midnight was still mid-day thanks to the nocturnal lifestyle she'd lived practically most of her life. She was slowly working on transitioning, but it still had her awake at what most people thought were weird. Or they might if they didn't sleep for days on end like the green dragons.

It left Rose with a lot of free time in the Sanctum. She didn't like sitting about, but it was still marginally better than the jail cell she'd been in not too long before the demons had invaded her world. She wanted to get out there and destroy the demons so she could get back home. She really missed Lissa.

Getting out of the habit of slipping into her best friend's mind to comfort herself while separated from Lissa was hard to break. It wasn't as if she could go 'check up' on the Moroi princess anymore, but the act of relaxing and opening her mind up to the possibility was something that Rose automatically did when she was bored. Unfortunately, as a Dragonsworn of the Green Flight, that meant she accidentally found herself 'checking up' on people she had no bond with at all.

Ugh, Ysera had even told her about this eventually happening. Now, if only she knew who's dream she ended up in...

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"Male dhampirs are expected to become guardians. They're not always promised, but most of them attend one of the Academies. Some protect dhampir communities instead of becoming full-fledged guardians. Men that don't become guardians are pretty much seen as disgraces and they end up easy targets for the Strigoi." Rose wasn't entirely sure how much of that was true, but she'd seen enough during her time in Russia to have a good idea.

"...a lot of dhampir women raise children in communities. Some become blood whores." There was a weird detachment coupled with disgust when she said that.

A word she's somewhat familiar with, at least nominally so. Dhampir sounds familiar, almost Romanian, like something Helios had told her once. But she's not totally sure. Now, the mention of blood whores though, that does make something click. Something Isaac had said in one of his many, many rants. And now Saori looks somewhat surprised. She definitely hadn't quite expected to be thinking of that maniac in her dreams.

"Dhampir are related to Vampire?"

"We're half-Moroi," Rose clarified. "And if by vampire you mean a being that's required to drink blood to survive, then yeah the Moroi are vampires. If you mean evil undead immortal creatures of the night that terrorize people and can turn innocents into them, then no, they aren't. Those are the Strigoi and what I'm trained to kill."

There was a huge difference between the two.

"Ah," she said, nodding in understanding, though it was vague. "So, Moroi drink blood, but don't terrorize mortalkind? Does their bite turn mortals into Moroi? Or is that only Strigoi?"

"Moroi are born just like everyone else. They're mortal, can go out in the sunlight if they want to, and the only way to make more Moroi is to do the nasty with another Moroi of opposite sex and get pregnant just like humans do."
Rose wasn't even going to ask how gods supposedly reproduced.

"And it's not the bite alone that turns someone Strigoi. It's just one part of the process. Anyways, Moroi society is separate from human society. We don't mix anymore. A long, long, long, like ancient time ago they did, otherwise there wouldn't be dhampir, but that's beside the point."

That gets a laugh, Saori giggling at the phrase. She understands...but it's only recently that she'd learned the expression, and it's an amusing one, hearing it put that way. "I...hah, I see."

Shaking her head, she fights back a peal of laughter, trying to be serious and focus on the topic at hand. "And...heh, I can relate to that. Humankind often finds it hard with the fact that the supernatural exists."

Rose looked over with a bit of a snort. "Don't tell me you've never heard it put that way. That was one of the tamer ones, too."

"Not...haha, not until recently, no. Mortal expressions are a little elusive, and Western ones even moreso." Saori answered with only a minor stutter of laughter.

"Aren't gods supposed to be all-knowing or some omniscient crap like that?" Her tone was teasing, no insult intended, mostly because despite being Christian-light, she really did believe there was only one god.

"That's an image some of us would like to project, yes," Saori nodded, "But it's not true. We have spiritual servants that share their knowledge with us, and allow us to directly act through them. We know a lot, and have more experiences to draw upon than you mortals do, too."

She paused, expression growing somber. "It's how we give that impression...but since I'm cut off from all of my servants, and have little cause to learn modern slang outside of passing amusement, I won't do you the disservice of lying about that."

Greens do it in your dreams. [OPEN TO ALL FLIGHTS]

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