[heart game]

[dormancy]

There is a click, a soft urging, almost whispered too soft to hear, but you can sense that you are being beckoned somewhere, lead to an elaborate open door with wood panels and great curls of gold leaf. You cannot see what is beyond the door, but it smells sour and sharp. Before you can turn over the thought of should you or shouldn't you, if you are the kind, there is a quiet push at your back and through the door you go . . .

Join #supersafe, because I like being misleading. When in doubt, use this for flower meanings if you character is the type . . .

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[crueltobekind]

Peridot should be one . . . He had a second brother in Aather, didn't he? Would his be the last?

[dramatispersonae]

"Onyx ... And you are now balanced."

[crueltobekind]

Are they through some of the other gates?

[dramatispersonae]

"No, they are here. Through the sunflowers."

[crueltobekind]

Ah, that saves a lot of time. Thanks for the help.

[dramatispersonae]

"Mm."

As expected, if you go through the desert, away from the smell of the ocean, you will find a field of sunflowers.

[crueltobekind]

[heading through the flowers, keeping an eye out for any sign of buildings]

[dramatispersonae]

You can make out two over the top of the flowers, one to the left, one to the right.

[crueltobekind]

[heads for the right one first]

[dramatispersonae]

It is an adobe-like house that is easily identified as Peridot's.

[crueltobekind]

[PERFECT that means it's totally fine for him to waltz right in. :) Which is what he's doing.]

[dramatispersonae]

When you enter the house, you can sense that it is warm, though not unpleasantly, and welcoming. There is a vase that is filled with flowers of many colors set at the table in the kitchen along with a still steaming pot of tea. When you look on into the main room, you can see eighteen beds made up. They all look fluffy and comfortable, perfect for a nap if you are so inclined.

[crueltobekind]

[That is a lot of beds . . .]

Is there anyone here?

[dramatispersonae]

It certainly is . . . But there is no one here, unfortunately.

[crueltobekind]

. . .

[siiiigh]

[. . . pours himself a cup of tea]

[dramatispersonae]

It's an interesting blend of black tea with hints of rose petal and peach.

[crueltobekind]

[That is pretty nice . . .]

[Bringing the cup with him while he goes to inspect the beds. Anything to differentiate them?]

[dramatispersonae]

Some do not, others have a flower or two placed a top them.

[crueltobekind]

. . .

[sits on the nearest flowered bed]

[dramatispersonae]

There is a wand of blue blooms and an orange flower.

[crueltobekind]

Hm . . . fond of this one?

[laying down to see if that does anything]

[dramatispersonae]

Well, the sheets are warm as if from the sun and smell very nice . . . But, no, it doesn't do anything.

[crueltobekind]

[hff :T Sits back up to look for any other doors out aside from the entrance]

[dramatispersonae]

There aren't any, I'm afraid.

[crueltobekind]

. . . [LOOKS UNDER THE BEDS]