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[pilot_princess]

[It begins with soft humming for a second. Then, she finally adds words to her tune in a song.]

♫ I would not be just a nuffin'
My head all full of stuffin'
My heart all full of pain... ♪

[She's quiet for a second, then continues.]

♪ I would dance and be merry
Life would be a ding-a-derry
If I only had a brain ♫

[There's soft laughter for a moment, before she pauses.]

...my head... hurts.

Comments

[map-fail-quest.livejournal.com]

Interesting song, Anemone..

Are you feeling alright? Maybe a nap would help..

[pilot_princess]

Dominic...

♪ If I... only... had a brain...

You would love me, right?

I don't want to sleep. My... my head... hurts.

[map-fail-quest.livejournal.com]

Of course I'd love you..



Would..you like a head massage? I mean, I might not be any good at it but it might help..

[pilot_princess]

I'm... I'm happy.

♫ I could think... of things... I never... thunk before
And then I'd... I'd sit and... think... some more ♪

...I want my drugs, Dominic.

[map-fail-quest.livejournal.com]

[pilot_princess]

Dominic, I love you...

But I... I need them...

My head hurts! Dominic, make it stop!

AMBUSHED COMMLOG AHAHA

[map-fail-quest.livejournal.com]

[Dominic moved towards Anemone and scooped her up, cradling her in his arms and settling them both on the bed, holding her tightly. He reached one hand up to lightly massage the back of her neck and base of her skull.]

..this..should help.

OMG I WAS ATTACKED COMMLOG

[pilot_princess]

[She hadn't been expecting that. As he came over, she looked at him weakly before hiding her face in her hands, shielding him from her view. Her hands only dropped by the time Dominic began that light massage, and she sniffled.]

♪ I'd unravel any riddle
For any... individ'le
In trouble... or in... pain ♪

...do you... know that song, Dominic?

DERPDERPDERP lol

[map-fail-quest.livejournal.com]

[He smiled gently, and kissed her forehead, continuing the massage.]

OHGAWD ATTACK OF THE DERPDERP!

[pilot_princess]

[She smiles at him for a second, before curling closer.]

I... should teach you.

It's about...

About... the scarecrow... his head is filled with straw, and... and...

...It's not working.

[She sat up quickly. Her hands reached up and gripped her head as tight as she could manage; she's not patient. She wanted the quick solution.]

[skybound-love.livejournal.com]

It's a nice song.

[pilot_princess]

It's my favorite...

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

...

[Just listening..]

[pilot_princess]

♫ I could wile away... the hours
Conferrin' with... the flowers
Consultin' with the... rain... ♪

[She sighs softly, pausing again.]

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

[A quiet murmur that could be easily missed.]

That's.. I like that.

[pilot_princess]

♪ And my head... I'd be scratchin'
While my... thoughts were busy... hatchin'
If... I... only had... a... brain... ♫

Have you ever heard of... Oz... Shinji?

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

That's.. I saw that movie. Song's from there, right?

[pilot_princess]

Yeah... the scarecrow. Who wanted a brain...

But he's only a puppet, Shinji... only... only a puppet...

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

Makes me think of someone.

He got one in the end.. right?

[pilot_princess]

I think so... I can't remember.

Dewey always brought me cake halfway through...

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

Think I saw it back at the orphanage.

Damn. That was years ago, but I'm sure he got one.

[pilot_princess]

...maybe... for the happy ending.

....Orphanage?

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

Not sure I'd call it happy.

Er.. yeah. Used to live in one.

[pilot_princess]

...I don't know.

Oh...

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

I bet people here would disagree on that ending.

She goes home..

[pilot_princess]

Maybe... they want her to stay... like they are.

...do we live in Oz, Shinji?

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

People don't ever get to stay. Not in places they dream up, like that.

..but maybe. Can't say this one's always a good dream.

[pilot_princess]

Dreams are so... temporary...

No, I suppose not... lots of... nightmares.

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

That.. unpredictable. The rules are different, time's different. Kinda similar to here, some of that..

Not all, though..

[pilot_princess]

There's no order... sometimes it's better that way, and sometimes... sometimes it's...

Sometimes, there are dreams... good dreams...

Maybe for Christmas, we can ask the Wizards...

[prodigal-axe.livejournal.com]

Don't really like askin' them for anything.

[pilot_princess]

We... don't have to.

I don't have any questions...

♫ If I only had a brain ♪

[merelymisplaced.livejournal.com]

That was very pretty, my dear lady.

[pilot_princess]

...Thank you.