the i n s o m n i a meme

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the i n s o m n i a meme

It happens to everyone - sometimes, you have nights where you just can't fall asleep, no matter what you do. It could be for a number of reasons, or no reason at all. And this is what's happened now: you've been laying in bed for what feels like hours, just tossing and turning, and nothing seems to help. So what's left to do? Get out of bed and go wake someone else up, of course. If you're not getting any sleep, then why should they? i n s t r u c t i o n s • Post with your character (note the name and fandom in the subject). • Other people reply to you by generating a number from 1 to 10. • Have fun! o p t i o n s 01 • FEAR. Maybe you're hearing strange, indeterminable noises; maybe there's a severe storm happening outside; maybe you watched a scary movie before bed? Whatever the reason, you're terrified and it's keeping you awake. You just want to wake someone else up so they can protect you from the monster in your closet. 02 • HUNGER. Your stomach is growling and it just won't stop. Or perhaps your throat is so dry you could cough up a tumbleweed? Well, you've gone to the kitchen to remedy this and hey, that was a pan that just dropped on the floor. It was loud enough to wake the dead! Oops. 03 • PAIN. Your body is completely worn out, be it from exercise, battle, sickness, or what have you. Either way you're in enough pain to keep you from sleeping, so maybe someone else has a home remedy or something, or can at least help you take your mind off of it. 04 • SOLITUDE. For some reason, your bed just feels so empty at the moment. You're feeling terribly lonely and really just want someone to keep you company for a while. Maybe it'd be easier to fall asleep if you're with them... 05 • DISCOMFORT. Your room is an oven. Either that or a freezer. Or maybe this bed is just really uncomfortable? Who knows why you can't get to sleep, it feels like it could be anything. Why even bother trying? Maybe someone else can preoccupy you until you feel tired enough to ignore your discomfort. 06 • PENSIVE. Something's on your mind, and no matter how hard you try to focus elsewhere, it's just not going to work. Your body may be tired, but your mind is incredibly busy and it's virtually impossible to get to sleep. Surely, talking it out with someone else will help? 07 • SADNESS. Something terrible has happened that day, perhaps; or you could just be severely depressed. Either way you're trying your hardest not to cry yourself to sleep, and it's not working at all. Better find a way to get it out of your system somehow; you need a shoulder to cry on. 08 • ANGER. You are just... fuming. Who knows why - that annoying dog is barking again, or maybe the people next door are getting busy and keeping you awake. Whatever the reason for your ire is, you'd better put an end to it so you can get some damn rest already! Go wake up a friend so you can complain to them. 09 • RESTLESS. You're far too energetic to sleep right now. Maybe you're just trying to do so out of necessity - you have to be up early tomorrow! But you just don't think you'll be able to fall asleep for a while now, so why waste the time trying to sleep when you could be doing something else? Namely bothering someone else - you're totally jealous because they're getting more sleep than you. 10 • WILDCARD. Choose one of the options above, or make up your own scenario.

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[ombranera]

[ Zevran compensates as best he is able for Lasulahn's inexperience- not that it is terribly difficult, he wasn't lying when he said the Inquisitor was a natural- and lets his head fall back to bare the tanned column of his throat with a bright laugh. ] Ah, very well done. One day I shall teach you the dances of Lower Antiva, they are much less formal.

[varhellathen]

[ Lasulahn grips his companion's hand just a bit more firmly to assist him upright, and takes a small step back. His expression brightens for the idea. Perhaps he would not like to scandalize the Orlesians more then he would doubtlessly do so by his presence alone but... learning other dances, those not for posturing or even for other eyes?

That idea he quite likes. Lasulahn's green eyes glimmer for the thought. ] Then, [ he murmurs, low and almost conspiratorial, a smile curving his lips. ] In that case, I shall teach you a Dalish dance in return - if you like.

[ombranera]

That would be an honor. I do not have much of my mother's heritage- when I was young I kept a pair of Dalish gloves- I do not know if they were hers but I would imagine such freedoms, staring at those gloves.

[ Now, well. Now he has nothing but his own brand of freedom and a few vague scraps of knowledge of how it is they live. It's fascinating but not a life that can ever be his. Zevran steps free, squeezing Lasulahn's hands, smile gone soft if no less bright. ]

Having a dance? That would be- I appreciate it.

[varhellathen]

[ To Lasulahn, to teach Zevran a dance of his people is something intimate, to be shared between friends. And, in payment for learning an Antivan dance, an exchange of cultures. Zevran is an elf, and of Dalish heritage aside. Lasulahn cannot think of anyone who might deserve it more. Zevran will hold it close. The elf trusts his companion.

His smile softens too for the moment, and he squeezes the other's hands affectionately in return. ] It's a date, then. [ At some point, anyway, when they have less magisters to worry about - or at least more time. ]