#wyll x izmyr

[loony-lupus]

The dream sequence is impornat moment for Izmyr.

It's not like she's not attracted to githyanki men, she is.

She thought only them she finds... appealing.

Until that unnatural dream.

She met that man before, but she forgot him until now.

Some random human from adventurer group she met when she was searching for deserter.

They didn't even talk. She just thought... she doesen't remember what.

He looked silly in those clothing, completly different from the armor he was wearing when they met.

She pushed him away, but...

She though about him, when she was talking to Wyll about their dream. She asked Wyll who was that woman he dreamt about.

It's not something she would ask him on a normal day, preferring to ask whether or not he resisted his dream.

She needed sense in all of this.

In her... liking humans way too much.

In no way related, this dream pushed her to Wyll on one step closer.

and her dream man is gltchy as all hell anyway.

[loony-lupus]

Wyll: I was watching you at the grove gate. You spilled enough goblin blood to fill the Chionthar. Where'd you learn moves like that?

Izmyr: Githyanki train for battle from the moment they hatch.

Wyll: I'd hardly doubt it - you where swift as sun and bright as wind. Or did I get that backward? You've got talent. If the Blade must share his glory, better it be with a champ like you.

Izmyr: I'm not sharing in your glory. You sharing in mine.

Wyll: A matter for the bards and poets to settle. And I've not heard your name fall from their lips.

... So, where were I? Oh yeah, I ship them.

[loony-lupus]

Izmyr is all aggresive/deffensive, she is agitated after this bitter victory.

Wyll takes short pause before he answeres. He's visibly sad. I love this little detail.

[loony-lupus]

I couldn't sleep.