Snow White Needs a Kiss [ Action ]

[peacockherald]

[ Paradisa, see that pretty white horse? Well, she's hauling butt from the fields towards where Vanyel's glass casket is in the garden. She had been out at the fields to graze a bit so she didn't hurt the garden when she felt it. He was back. He wasn't dreaming, he was back.

Except, when she got there, all that was different was that the glass top of the casket had somehow shifted into glass-formed flowers around his still prone body. 

Yes, Vanyel was still asleep, or at least, it seemed that way. Perhaps he was trying to wake up and it was just hard to, considering he had been asleep for a month. She tried nudging him, but nothing happened, he remained sleeping.

Maybe he needed some extra incentive?]

[ooc: shake him, slap him, punch him, kiss him - try and wake him up however you like ~]

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[legacydeck]

[Clow was in the habit of going to check on the glass coffin resting in the gardens every day or two, to see if anything had changed. And, today, it had. He glanced from the now open coffin up to Yfandes]

Why is he still asleep?

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[peacockherald]

_{[She snorted and gave what amounted to a shrug with a horse body. She lipped at Vanyel's cheek and nudged his shoulder, but nothing. He continued sleeping, eyes flickering behind his lids.]}

[legacydeck]

[Well, that was... interesting. And not in a good way. As before, there was no sense of magic he could feel - just the same deep sleep as before. He reached in to give Vanyel's shoulder a firm shake, seeing if that would wake him]

[peacockherald]

_{[Sorry Clow. Nice try, but no cigar, as they say. Vanyel remained asleep, though perhaps his brow furrowed some at the shaking, as if having a bad dream.]}

[legacydeck]

[Well, he could try jolting him with magic, but he wasn't sure if he wanted to risk another backlash. And, well, he's read enough folk stories of enchanted sleep to have a guess at another method. Even if he rather hopes the 'true love' or 'prince' parts of the equation aren't necessary.

Have a very chaste kiss, Vanyel]

[peacockherald]

_{[There is a brief moment, a stillness in the air, and then Vanyel lets out a low, slow breath and his eyes flutter open, squinting some in the daylight.]}

Who... what? Where am I?

_{[Yfandes jumped back and pranced, whickering happily and lipping at Vanyel's hair.]}

Yfandes? I'm outside then?

[legacydeck]

[Clow pulls back a little so he's not quite so much in Vanyel's personal space, and gives him a smile]

Good morning. And yes, you're in the castle gardens, for better or worse.

[peacockherald]

_{[Perhaps on instinct he reaches up and strokes the other man's face with the tips of his fingers as his sight returns slowly, voice raspy from disuse.]}

Clow?

[legacydeck]

[Clow reaches up to brush Vanyel's fingers with his own]

Yes. You've had a rather long nap.

[peacockherald]

Long nap? How long?

_{[He rests his fingers against Clow's, raising his other hand to rest on Yfandes' muzzle, glad for the touches from both of them.]}

[legacydeck]

A month, just about.

[peacockherald]

A month?!

_{[He jerks up and groans as a splitting headache explodes, making him lay back down, and drawing a concerned noise from Yfandes.]}

[legacydeck]

Yes, a month. Which seems to be showing, a bit.

[peacockherald]

How could it have been so long? Was I outside the whole time? And what do you mean it's showing?

<sub>[In this case, the other meant his hair, more than likely, since it had grown from Vanyel's shoulders down to his elbows - an ebony mane to rival Yfandes snowy white one.

Really it was all just very confusing.]</sub>

A whole month....

[legacydeck]

You were - this thing [- he taps on the coffin's glass] had a lid that proved rather harder than it looked to ge through.

And your hair's grown out, among other things.

[peacockherald]

_{[He looked down curiously at the glass flowers, for a brief moment thinking them rather pretty, before he was distracted by the hair comment. He reached around, grabbing a chunk and looking it at it like it were someone else's, or a mysteriously hairy shawl.]}

Oh.... it's a bit messy, isn't it?

_{[It was mussed from him sleeping on it, and probably in need of a brushing.]}

[legacydeck]

A bit, yes. Though maybe that can be taken care of somewhere more comfortable - if Yfandes doesn't mind, anyway.

[And that last bit is said with a glance in her direction]

[peacockherald]

<sub>[Yfandes' ears twitched and she pressed her face into Vanyel's chest. He rested his hands on her muzzle, sighing. For a minute both of them were quiet and still, clearly speaking back and forth through their bond and mind speech.

Finally, Yfandes drew back with a touch to Vanyel's cheek and Vanyel turned to Clow, nodding.]</sub>

I think I want a bath, more than anything.

[legacydeck]

[Clow laughs]

I don't think I can blame you in the slightest for that.

[He offers a hand, because getting out of that thing is bound to be awkward]

[doublethefun]

[there was a snoozing pony up on a low hanging cloud, though she's currently watching the scene with rather unfocused eyes.]

Y..fandes...?

[...

...

...zzz]

[peacockherald]

_{[Yfandes blinks and pauses, looking up, prancing excitedly.]}

:: It's Vanyel. I think he's waking up!::

[peacockherald]

_{[He took it gratefully and slid off the casket, having to catch himself. His legs felt wobbly and he was a bit dizzy.]}

Oh, I think I was laying down a bit to long...

[doublethefun]

[the words take a moment to sink in before she finally picks herself up and wings her way down to the ground.]

...He doth not appear to be awake.

[she shakes her head, trying to get rid of the last vestiges of sleep. Looks like staying up all night all the time has its price.]

[peacockherald]

:: The feelings from him - they're different now, more active. I am sure he is awake, or least coming around! ::

_{[She rears a little and takes off once more, eager to see her Chosen again.]}

[doublethefun]

[she, on the other hoof, just suppresses a yawn. Youth, she thinks.

After a few moments, she carefully nudges his shoulder with a hoof.]

Shall we send for a bucket of water? Or shall I try something else?

[still. It's nice to see Yfandes excited about stuff again.]