On Dream Plots

[brosif]

Mundane.

In a matter of days, you have turned me from displaced warrior to would-be kingslayer to horse. But all these offenses pale in comparison to your next idea.

I am meant to bear arms, not children. Even in a dream.

Comments

[brosif]

Yes.

[lunging]

Or, perhaps, I should come find you and save you from your terrible dreams. The knight in shining armor, as the Midgards tale of in their tales.

[brosif]

Oh, really? And how would you propose to save me?

I can't imagine any world where I am so susceptible to knights in shining armor.

[lunging]

There is no dream where a man could be more handsome than I, Lady Sif, I'm sure the Dashing could win away even the most stubborn of maidens if he endeavored to do just that.

[tl;dr WITH BEAUTY]

[brosif]

In this dream, I am no maiden. I am a wife and mother.

[lunging]

[LOLINGFOREVER]

Your point?

[brosif]

[>:(]

That you are not so tempting as you believe.

[lunging]

[She's not getting it. Here, let him explain.]

My meaning, Lady Sif, is that no matter what it took to pull you from such an ill dream, I would do such a thing.

[WAIT STOP]

W-Within reason, that is. Nothing to go against your honor.