Following after her curiously, Crimson came to a stop when she turned to face him, gray eyes widening slightly in shock as mist began to form around the cat only to finally dissipate and reveal a woman.
Or more precisely, the woman in his dreams-- The one who had released him from the too tight bonds, the one who had laughed in genuine amusement and happiness, the one who had seemed to be his best friend and perhaps something more. She was there, in front of him, long strands of purple hair running down her back as golden eyes studied him.
And naked. Very, very naked.
"I... It..." His brain didn't seem to want to work. "Where are your clothes?!"
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Date: 2010-07-29 05:29 am (UTC)Or more precisely, the woman in his dreams-- The one who had released him from the too tight bonds, the one who had laughed in genuine amusement and happiness, the one who had seemed to be his best friend and perhaps something more. She was there, in front of him, long strands of purple hair running down her back as golden eyes studied him.
And naked. Very, very naked.
"I... It..." His brain didn't seem to want to work. "Where are your clothes?!"