OOC: Got a computer that has a wifi card that works, but internet is STILL flakey. *sigh* Sorry for all the delays.
((Dreamscape, USS Invicta))
DeVeau: Oh look!
Jolara: They will not harm us.
DeVeau: Oh I know, but what are they doing here?
Jolara: Because… This is but a dream.
DeVeau: Is it? Or is it reality?
::Jolara smiled and responded.::
Jolara: ::softly:: It can not be reality.
DeVeau: Or maybe it’s a desire. Maybe it’s neither. Maybe it’s something needed.
::That seemed to confuse the other woman, who queried further.::
Jolara: Something needed? Like what?
::The young scientist’s hand stretched over to rest upon the swollen belly, a smile spreading over her face.::
DeVeau: A respite. Or maybe knowledge that everything is going to be all right.
:: The baby kicked again, though it felt more like a nudge than a full kick. ::
Jolara: Things have been very difficult… ::smiling as she rubbed her belly:: Both of those are needed so perhaps it is both. Thank you.
DeVeau: For what? ::There was nothing to thank her for. As they rested there, Alora kept her hand upon the mother.::
Jolara: ::looking at Alora:: For.... ::tilting her head thoughtfully:: coming here and making this possible.
Jolara: ::softly:: I believe you did.
::There was a pause, and finally Alora removed her hand and turned to gaze upon Jolara’s face.::
DeVeau: Perhaps I did.
DeVeau: There are others…
Jolara? ::She shook her head, and smiled softly.::
DeVeau: it doesn’t matter. It’ll be time for this one soon...but now it’s time to go.
Jolara? DeVeau: Good night…
::And with that, Alora and the rest of the world that had been created around her faded.::