Video: Saturday, Week 54

[infourbooks]

[Neville looks really tired. He's not sure about asking this, but the problem isn't getting any better on its own. So he needs to ask. Even if it's a pretty uncomfortable question.]

Does anyone know a good way to... get rid of bad dreams? Or just not dream?

[He hesitates a bit before adding the next part]

Or how to tell if a dream means something? Divination has never really been my strong suit...

Comments

[Video]

[anuglyman]

A knife. Hmm.

[He looks thoughtful.]

Every night? If it's really every night, I don't believe it could be from natural causes. Even the worst repeat nightmares change a little, or don't come all the time.

May I come by your shop and have a look? I can bring a potion for dreamless sleep, if you like.

[And if you trust him.]

[Video]

[infourbooks]

I think it probably means something. I was pretty bad at Divination though.

[And up until now was kinda okay with that.

He has no reason to distrust Gold. Oddly enough.]

I'd appreciate it.

[Video] (and to action perhaps? ^^ )

[anuglyman]

[In this case, he has no real reason to distrust Gold. He's really going to make him a sleeping potion that will hopefully help with dreams, since he has dealt with this sort of thing before.

And what he's getting out of it? A good look at Neville's head, which may possibly be connected to... well, everything else.]

I will come by this evening, around nine o'clock.

[And for now, he's going to get himself a potion together. He's pretty sure he has all the ingredients....]

[Video] (Going action works for me)

[infourbooks]

Thank you.

[He'll be around. He lives above the shop, after all]

[Action!]

[anuglyman]

[When Rumple shows up, it's with a long coat and a rather floppy hat that half-hides his face, keeping it in shadow. He's making sure he doesn't have to actively avoid arrest by, instead, actively avoiding being seen.

He heads into the shop, taking the hat off once he's inside.]

Anyone home? Neville?

[Action!]

[infourbooks]

[Neville emerges from the back room. He'd decided to spend some time working while he waited]

I'm here.

[anuglyman]

Ah. Good evening, Neville.

[He offers a mild smile, as well as producing the little vial of enchantment he'd cooked up that afternoon with a little flourish.]

Peaceful sleep in a bottle, if magic has any affect on these dreams at all.

[He does not, possibly tellingly, offer it to him yet.]