A straight, dark, metal floored and walled hallway. Various bolted shut or boarded up doors fill the way down, barely in sight, trailing until the pocket ends. A dim red-light, the one source of light, hangs above the one door ajar.

Any footsteps echo down the hall. Inside the room, is what would be a cell. No window, and a small cramped room. It merely contains someone sitting against a wall, not well lit. Surely female.

Okay, Felix will just be thankful for his immortality and ability to commit "suicide" by fire, because this place is out of a horror movie.

Well, he will make the audience scream at him and walk in the room.

"Hello?" Felix says quietly.

The figure's head turns. Someone's here, but the lights aren't on...

Click. The hallway's lights turn on, slightly too bright to be comfortable. Dreamlogic prevails.

The figure, now illuminated, is in view. A female, either in her late teens or early twenties. Hair Dark Brown, short and staying around her head, eyes blue. Wearing a green collared shirt, but also blue PJs.

"Hello there, sir?" Confused likely due to the sudden appearance, not due to gender confusion.

Urgh, light. Felix's first impulse is to shield his eyes with his wings...

...which proves quite destructive to his trench coat. Now one of his wings is very visible.

"So... don't freak out."

"Even if I wanted to, it never helps. Don't worry."

She stands up, and 'dusts' her PJs off (nothing comes off). "I'm Vienne. Good to meet you." Fully formal, standing straight. The longer she has to stare with a blank face, a slight bit of confusion would set in.

"Huh..." Felix wonders if this is actually the dreamshaper or a dream creation. "Do you... remember how you got here?"

Pause.

Headtilt.

Head is fixed.

"No idea... Wings? I'm... Not used to that. Do you have an explanation?"

"Huh," Felix says eloquently, "I was born with them. Do you just remember waking up in here?"

Blank stare, internal sigh of annoyance.

"I'm beginning to think I'm either drugged or asleep. People aren't born with wings." Slightly annoyed, but still trying to be polite.

Pause. "And since there's a distinct lack of sense being made whilst I feel fine, I'm going to guess asleep, since that's the last thing that happened." Why am I making fun of myself in my dreams?

"It's a complicated story," Felix says waving the wing to indicate what he is talking about that, "really complicated. If you are the person I think you are, your life might be in danger."

Still nothing explained.

"Of course. Are we going to leave, or stand here?" She folds her arms. "No use talking here, given the situation." Perhaps elsewhere he'll explain? Or at least won't leave me in the dark.

Felix takes a step back inviting her to leave the room.

"I am going to get you out of this place, and then you will wake up. But I need a way to find you again."

"So I AM asleep." She steps outside, and looks down the hallway. "Makes sense."

Vienne rolls her shoulders, letting her arms go loose. She speaks a bit more casually than before. "I'm listening? I'll just assume that the normal ways won't work." No answer for how to find her afterwards yet, given a slight bit of doubt of Felix being a separate being, and healthy paranoia-based safety.

"There is a portal that I can open and if you walk through it and, if you are who I am think you are, you are going to wake up. But then you will have powers that I would like to... avoid being used in a bad way."

"Sure then. And how do you suppose to find me?" Her eyes drift to the wing. "And where should we meet, given your concern and our odd way of meeting?"

"I am open to idea for locations. Ideally it would be at night, under the cover of fog, which I can create. I could give you directions to a portal and how to get inside... if you can be trusted to not use this information unwisely."

A moment's thinking. "Sure, to a portal. I have no real reason to do anything 'unwise', so that should work. It would also be enough proof that this wasn't just an incredibly lucid yet strange dream." She smiles, a tad awkwardly. "So, again, I'm Vienne. Nice to meet you...?" Prompting him for his name.

"Oh, Felix, Felix Dalkaila. Nice to meet you too." He suggests a alley that should be close enough where Vienne leaves.

Felix stops near the close portal's location. Since the portal is inactive there is no indication the place is noticeably different from anywhere else.

A nod 'yes' in response to the alley. "Am I waking up still during the night? I have no reason to not go right away."

She stops behind and waits for whatever he'll do.

"Yes, it will be during the night. Give me a couple of hours. I need to sleep to create the portal and the area it will lead through."

Felix raises a hand, the gesture isn't useful but it illustrates that he is doing something.

Using his power he gently stirs the air creating an invisible circular breeze, which opens the portal.

The portal shows the transparent imagine of a topiary garden, with large torches nearby providing the light.

"You should wake up as soon you step through."

Another nod. "Understood. See you then."

Vienne steps through the portal. Lights further down the hallway start to turn off, moving towards Felix, rolling darkness down the hallway as it shuts down.

Vienne will find herself waking up, a small smooth shard of quartz rolls away from her head as she does so.

Felix glances at the darkness but walks through the gate shortly after.

Eyes open, same ceiling. Cheap hotel ceiling. Awake.

Vienne sits up, and rubs her eyes, running through her mind what just happened whilst looking at the odd addition to her bed. Then it's out of bed, a quick check of the entrances in case someone put the shard there physically, switch the PJs back to the normal set of dress pants, and repack. Three minutes and she's ready to never come back again, slower than her usual pace due to the mental distraction. Backpacked and gone.

If this dream is nothing, no harm in being prepared. If it's real, there should be no reason to stay in this hotel any longer. If it's real, and malicious... It's time to move.

It's too curious a situation for Vienne to hightail it, so dealing with it is her first concern... After spending some time to eat breakfast at a restaurant. Felix said he needs a couple of hours, and having some pancakes whilst examining the shard sounds like a good way to pass some time. Then it's off to the alleyway.

As she gets close the streets get foggier, maybe not suspiciously so, but still unusual given the concentration, there is a man in the alleyway wearing a ridiculously large coat, his face looks familiar.

"Oh, thank you for coming."

Completely suspicious... He must be the one causing a stir yesterday, so people will be looking. I'll likely have to arrange better ways to meet than this. Just after this all gets explained.

Vienne walks up, and nods her head along with a tiny bow (10% tilted forward, enough to show it but without risk of toppling due to her backpack). "Hello sir. I said I would arrive, and so I did. I have all my things, and the tiny shard that seemed to make it's way onto my pillow."