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[ooc: So okay. Dream sequence post! If you want your pup to have a wacky dream sequence involving meeting Intuition, tag away! If you want more information about what the heck I'm talking about, ping at pythianhabenero!]

Intuition is dreaming.

For the first time since becoming human, she's dreaming as herself, properly abstract - drifting through the fantastic realms of the human subconscious, brushing up against a thought here, touching down in a familiarly unfamiliar landscape there.

Perhaps the next dream she touches will be yours.

Perhaps it won't.

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[lytii-intuition.livejournal.com]

"Silver is pretty."

This is truth.

"Thank-you."

Inty smiles brightly.

[wearsredhelmet.livejournal.com]

"You're welcome," Bridgette replies politely.

[lytii-intuition.livejournal.com]

Bright grin.

"I am."

Dreams are a home to her. That's a truth.

[wearsredhelmet.livejournal.com]

Bridgette opens her mouth.

Then closes it, pink spreading over her cheeks. She glances down, suddenly shy.

[lytii-intuition.livejournal.com]

Inty waits, patiently, for Bridge to tell her what she already knows.

[wearsredhelmet.livejournal.com]

Bridgette takes a moment to regain her composure, then looks up.

"Could you be my friend, please? I keep losing mine. But I have a lot of dreams. So if you're a dream-friend, I'll be okay. I know lots of games we can play together!"

Bridgette doesn't - not games you play with two people, anyway. But people like kids who play lots of games. Maybe that'll help the rainbow-woman be her friend.

[lytii-intuition.livejournal.com]

"I can be your friend."

It's true. She can.

"You'll find me where you're going. In Kansas."

With a soft smile, "But even if you don't, there's always dreams."

[wearsredhelmet.livejournal.com]

"," Bridgette whispers, beaming.

She has a friend. Words fail to describe how happy this makes her.

[lytii-intuition.livejournal.com]

Inty gets it.

And is happy back!

Obligingly, the scenery shifts to accomodate a hug. (It would've been awkward on the bed. A soft grassy hill, sprinkled with daisies and resting under a beaming sun, is much better.)

[wearsredhelmet.livejournal.com]

Bridgette hugs the way only a seven year old who went through one apocalypse and is now in another can hug.

Crowbars might be needed to pry her off of Intuition.

[lytii-intuition.livejournal.com]

Intuition does not plan on any prying anytime soon!

Mostly she plans on hugging back.

[wearsredhelmet.livejournal.com]

This plan has the Bridgette seal of approval!

Which is shown by even tighter hugging.

[lytii-intuition.livejournal.com]

Really, it could go on this way until she wakes up.

And probably will.