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[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine was in Conan's room, having just recently broken into it. She had meant to chase her friend out of hiding except he wasn't there at the moment. Surprising, but Dairine was pleased. He had been avoiding people too much lately. It wasn't healthy.

Well, while she was here, she might as well wait to see if he'll show up. Taking out her journal she starts a message that she's been meaning to make.]

[Galadriel]

I need to talk to you about something.

[With that done, she begins flipping through the journal as she waits. Suddenly she hears a cracking noise. Looking over at the egg, she can see that it is beginning to hatch. Curious, she walks over, trying to get a closer look. What kind of egg would Conan have around?

That's when the egg break open, revealing a medium-sized, turtle-like creature. Well, turtle was as close as she could describe the creature, which was more like a dome with eyes and seven pairs of stubby legs. It looks almost as if it were made out of layers of pale translucent white glass with thin layers of color mixed within. The glass glowed from some hidden layer deep inside. Kicking it's legs, the creature wobbled a bit before climb out of the egg. It took a few steps over before bumping into her leg.]

With!

Oh my god... [Reaching down, she picks the creature up to get a closer look at it, earning a protesting "With!" and numerous kicking legs. There was no denying it. This... was a first generation mobile, the species she had invented. The voice sounds slightly different from the others she knew, but it still had that voice-synthesizer quality to it. She gently puts it down and watches as it starts investigating the room.]

What are you doing here?


[Later she and the mobile can be found out in the yard. It is very curious, trying to run ahead of her constantly. Thankfully she's fast enough to keep up. Anyone outside though might have a glassy turtle come up to them suddenly, moving like a fast wind-up toy. It stares up curiously.]

With?

((All but the filtered message is open to all.))

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[wizard_redfive]

[Dairine mulls it over for a bit. Then she lifts her head.]

I think I'd rather handle it myself, for now. He seems wary of powerful people, so I might be able to keep him away with my wizardry.

[But then her frown returns.]

Of course, when I'm asleep it will be more tricky. I'll have to test a few more barriers on my room. But what I'm more worried about are all the other people he's been visiting.

[Mostly her sister, but there are others. Conan and the other kids to name a few.]

[inafadingcrown]

As you wish, then. If you change your mind, you need only tell me.

[And as Dairine continues, she furrows her brow further.]

And this is why you have come to me? [She's not sure how much she could do about it, honestly. If she had Nenya, creating protective borders would be a simple matter- without it, far less so.]

[wizard_redfive]

Of course.

[Dairine shakes her head.]

Not quite. I wanted to know if you knew of anything that would stop nightmares.

[inafadingcrown]

Would that I did, pinig- for my own sake, as well as yours. I might prepare a draught which will help you sleep more soundly, if you wish.

[wizard_redfive]

[Oh no, Galadriel also has nightmares. Does she have to worry about Pitch bothering Galadriel too?]

It's worth a shot. Sorry for pushing this on you so unexpectedly.

[Since apparently telling others about your worries requires apologies in Dairine world.]

[inafadingcrown]

[Not often anymore, but it does happen, yes. Though, if there is one thing Galadriel is good at, it's keeping people out of her head.]

Pray, do not apologize. I am glad that you feel you may come to me.