text, dated to brunchtime after the third wedding

[3point0]

Okay so here's the deal, I ran into one of the staff members emptying the trash from carriage 48 and a whole mess of dream boxes fell out. I mean like, a lot, both the last two days.

Don't know if that's what we smuggled them all in for, but they'd all been used. And the guy was spooked. Apparently the bigger ones cause attacks to the train or whole trains to be pulled into the dream or for the user to be able to pull parts of the dream into reality.

But here's the thing, he also said that a small-scale user could take the box and rewrite parts of reality with it. Pretty cool, right? How many boxes do you think there were? 'Cause we might be here awhile.

Oh, and he also said that you can always tell when something's a living dream, because they don't sleep. No matter how hard a thief tries to get them to. Sounds kinda awful.

Wait wait, before I go, Nynaeve wants me to ask if anyone's heard anything about the herbs or the tools going missing? 'Cause we don't know when those disappeared, right?

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[pathologise]

It's not.

( she'd only seen a small glimpse compared to everything that she'd been told but adrienne didn't like any of it, she didn't like the idea that there were dead things out there or dragons or-- any of it, really.

besides, his state was only a plane ride away, it seemed like the better choice than trying to find her way home with anyone else. some people who definitely weren't from earth )

Okay.

( she kisses him softly, agreeing but also taking the opportunity to enjoy this moment with him, to just touch him and be gently intimate )

I'll go with you when this train stops. But you can't run into a dumb fight.

( a dragon or magic or any of it. otherwise she would be stuck alone )

[3point0]

Okay. I'll skip out on the first dumb fight.

[ He caresses her cheek. ]

But you know if we get attacked and it's the safety of the others or mine, I already made a choice.

I'm sorry.

[ He can't just let people die when he can get out there and do something, Adrienne. Especially not since there are kids here. ]

[pathologise]

( she frowns, not quite happy but she can't really argue with his choice. she's a doctor, he's a firefighter, they both understand that choice )

Okay, but if I have to patch you up I'm going to be pissed.

( though her tone is still soft, not quite fitting her words. she'd be annoyed for a few seconds before worrying instead, doing her job to stitch him back up. and hopefully it was within her capabilities.

there's a softer smile on her, leaning into his hand, resting her hand on top of it. she leans back against the bed, encouraging him to move with her, her other hand resting on the back of his head. kiss her, sir, no more talk about you being injured )

[3point0]

I know.

My paramedic friends say the same thing.

[ But hey, they stick around because they'd also jump in and be the hero if they need to be.

But then there's a kiss coming and he gives into it quite easily, gently running his fingers through her hair. ]

[pathologise]

( she kisses him slowly, letting her eyes flutter closed as he presses into her )

I never thought I'd miss New York. Not like this.

( it's murmured in between kisses, their conversation still on her mind, not yet distracted from it )

I've been away before but that was a choice. This... isn't right.

[3point0]

[ He kisses her back and tries to talk between kisses, even though it's difficult. ]

I know. It isn't right. And we'll get back. I know we will.

But maybe that also means we've gotta follow their rules, because I don't know how else we can go home.

[pathologise]

Keep travelling to these beacons?

( she sounds a little disheartened, not liking the idea even if that really is the only thing that they have )

Some of them don't work. Or break.

( some were sent home others were dragged back. what if it only sent one of them away? she doesn't want to ask that, trying to change the track in her mind by hooking a leg over his hip, leaning back into the pillow to look up at him )

[3point0]

Sure. But that's better than nothing, isn't it?

[ He's always looking on the positive, Adrienne. ]

And - how else are we meant to get back?

[pathologise]

I don't know.

( it's whispered and adrienne hates it, the uncertainty, the potential lack of answer. so she very obviously changes track, drawing a keg up to lay over his hop, rolling her hips up to him )

That's what we'll see off this train.

[3point0]

All right. You'll agree to at least give it a shot, yeah?

[ He extends a hand. ]

Shake on it.

[pathologise]

( adrienne has to laugh at that until she sees how serious he is about it )

You know that there are more tempting agreements.

( but she'll take his hand, the slightest effort of a shake before she guides it between them, letting go to stroke his cock. and she's really trying to distract him from the topic now )

We'll figure it out. Find a beacon if it's there, hope to get home... pass the time enjoyably until then.

( that sounded like a sweeter agreement to her )

[3point0]

[ He'd say something else, but she's very distracting. It's not like he minds, but he hadn't finished his thought. Still, he spreads his legs a little, and then reaches over for her, cupping a breast, rolling a thumb over a nipple. ]

I see how it is.