Fifteen Bells: [ACTION/WRITTEN]

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[Archie woke up yesterday.  How is this new?  Well, after getting some fairly critical stab wounds from Grell, he was put on a ventilator and kept under sedation for a few days.  The ventilator was exchanged for a less impressive-looking concentrator yesterday and he was taken off sedation.  He spent yesterday sleeping anyway, since anesthesia doesn't generally leave you bright-eyed immediately afterward.

This morning, he is talking and eating Jell-o, which is a new experience. The most important bit comes written on the journal network in wobbly handwriting courtesy of the heart monitor clipped on his finger.]

I have been informed that I may have visitors. I'd like to know everyone is all right.

Kennedy

[Anyone who comes in will find him looking predictably weak and pale but lucid and in good spirits, or possibly catnapping after a dose of painkillers.

OOC: Purely for the sake of mercy, Archie is unaffected by the event.]

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[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

[she smiles, bright and without reservation as she plops into a seat beside his bed.] I could certainly do that. What kind of story would you want to hear?

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Any story. True or made up.

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

Alright.

[Drawing her feet up into the chair, she rests her chin on her knees as she thinks] Well...it's not a story so much as a place. Have I ever mentioned Mabon to you?

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If you have, I can't remember.

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

Well, my friend Sophie used to dream about this bookshop when she was a kid. She'd go inside and find all of these books that had never been published. Never found works by William Shakespeare and masterpieces from unheard of authors. And she'd just read. For hours.

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[You have his rapt attention, Jilly.]

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

She eventually stopped dreaming about it. She even forgot that the store had ever existed. And then a couple of years ago, she had this dream where she had to rescue the moon from where it was captured by an evil witch. Except, it wasn't just a dream. Ever since then, she doesn't really sleep. She closes her eyes and she wakes up in this city...where that old bookshop still is, along with all kinds of other places.

Joe's been there. He says the dreamworld is made up of a quilt of people's hearthomes....little places that reflect their hearts, and Mabon is Sophie's.

He said he'd teach me how to visit, eventually. Actually, that's where I had hoped I'd ended up when I woke up here.

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[He listens, enraptured.]

Yours would be beautiful.

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

Maybe.

I'd like to see it, someday.

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If you ever do, you'll have to tell me what it was like.

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

Maybe we could go together. Joe said there was a way to pass over while awake. He can do it all the time. I think that'd be the more fun way, anyway.

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Together. I'd like to see the inside of your head.

[tehoniongirl.livejournal.com]

[a laugh] I think my head might be a terrifying place. But a world made up of people's hearts...that I think I could love.