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The second she crossed over into his subconscious Tawny could tell that she was in for a wild ride. Sounds of fighting like you wouldn’t believe and then all of a sudden she heard Archer crying out in pain. She wasn’t sure what was going on but she was guessing she had finally found that gnarly nightmare she had been looking for it just wasn’t in the mind that she had expected. Regardless she resigned herself to take a look and see just what made Archer tick. Just as she did though the scene changed and all of a sudden things seemed a little worse as the dream resolved into a burning house.

Tawny frowned as she watched the scene with people running away from the blaze. All of them seemed like they were trying to escape…well, all but one. She spotted Archer and he wasn’t running away. Instead he was moving closer and that didn’t seem like a smart thing. All at once Tawny felt like she need to get a closer look and drifted closer to the boy. She didn’t know why but she felt a little sorry that she has jumped into his head on a night like tonight. Whatever this dream was it certainly didn’t seem good and Archer was pretty cool. He probably needed a good night’s sleep instead of tossing and turning to this horror show. That said she drifted a little closer on the dream version of her skateboard still trying to be the casual observer despite the tugging at her emotions that she felt. She just hoped things didn’t get worse.

I, Rex have read through the new rules (dated 8/5/17) and know what is expected of me and will abide by them.

People always said that curiosity killed the cat but Tawny always thought that was a silly phrase. They didn't, after all, tell you what the cat was curious about in the first place and in Tawny's mind that was the most important issue. The cat could have had a very good reason to have been curious in the and if that was the case at least the cat died happy finding out something that surely must have been pretty awesome if it had ended up killing the cat in the process and in the end wasn't dying doing something awesome worth it?

Needless to say Tawny found that she had a lot in common with this curious cat and well sometimes she just had to act on her curiosity, case in point when she went journeying through her cohort members’ dreams while they slept. It wasn't her fault really. What else was a child of Somnia to do when your powers allowed you to make dreams your personal playground? Besides, it wasn't like she was doing anything bad, just watching...most of the time anyways.

Tonight though the dreams were especially bland. No gnarly nightmares to watch that were usually better than any horror movie, no fantastic adventures that only your imagination could come up with. No, mostly it was just boring stuff like people standing up in front of the legion in their underwear or those crazy falling dreams that everyone seemed to have. That being the case Tawny just drifted through the murky cloud of peoples’ imaginations without really any destination in mind.

While hopping from mind to mind she stumbled across the head of one individual mostly by accident. She had tended to avoid Archer’s head mostly out of respect since they had gotten to know each other but that wasn’t to say she had never been curious. Still, it wouldn’t hurt to make a short trip would it? He didn’t even have to know she was there and even if he did find out dreams were funny things. People tended to ignore dreams a lot of times and that was if they remember them at all. That being the case Tawny felt pretty good that a short trip into Archer’s dreams wouldn’t be too invasive. She could go in, satisfy her curiosity and then be out before he knew she was there. Her mind finally made up on the matter Tawny let herself drift down into Archer’s subconscious to see what kind of dreams she could find.

Getting tired of the training and fighting routine was something that Tawny could understand as she had grown up with it. She loved Rome, she really did, but some Romans just got too serious sometimes. “I dig it.” She said with a little chuckle. “Sometimes a girl just needs ta get away and dance…or skate. I’m with you. Besides, it’s not good to be that serious all the time. At least that’s what my mom taught me and she’s usually on the level.”

Tawny didn’t talk about her mom much. Truth was she didn’t get to see her much these days which was a real drag, especially since they used to go to all kinds of cool tournaments and stuff before Tawny got herself enlisted. She kind of missed that carefree fun but things could be worse she supposed. “Yeah I’m always looking for new places to try my tricks. Can’t let my skills get stale you know? As for your ice skating, you know they’ve got a rink in town right? I mean there’s no reason to miss it if we’ve got something so close.”

So I got the word Monday that my grandad passed away. Not totally unexpected as he had been in poor health for a while now but still pretty hard as we were close. Funeral is this weekend but I'll probably be scarce for a few days as I'm going down to Mississippi to be with all my family.

Tawny had a habit of riding her skateboard petty much everywhere when she got the chance. When your hobby was creating new tricks on your board you were constantly in search of new ramps and rails, even those that others might consider. This also led her to frequently skate in places she shouldn't. Temples, the forum, the baths...maybe not there but Tawny did have an idea that it would make a pretty awesome half pipe if you drained the place. The simple fact was that New Rome was her skate park. Even when if came to a place where skateboards probably shouldn’t go like the Gardens of Bacchus.

So here Tawny was exploring this section of her skate park, cruising along the walkways as if she owned the place. As she went she pulled off a number of spins, kick flips and jumps as smoothly and effortlessly as if she were walking on her own two feet. Hopping up she ground along the edge of a park bench and landed on the other end in a goofy foot style that was opposite of how she began and that was the moment when the dancing girl came into view.

The daughter of Somnia let herself glide to a stop as she watched the girl dancing among the columns. It wasn’t so much of a distraction as it was just interesting and Tawny liked interesting things. Besides, it took a lot of guts to perform in an open place like this. She should know after all as she often was showing off tricks in public places even when she didn’t really intend to.

The dancing girl was good. Tawny wasn’t really the dancing type but she could tell the girl must have had some kind of training by the way she moved. Still, it was kind of cool to watch someone just enjoying themselves and having fun.

As the girl finish Tawny decided it was probably time to announce herself before she got accused of snooping and she did so in her usual light and carefree tone of voice so as not to startle the girl. “Lookin pretty good.” She said as she drifted by slowly on her skateboard. “Hope you don’t mind me watching. I was just passing by and couldn’t help but watch.”