There's probably a good reason I feel I've missed something 'end-of-the-world-ish' [complete]

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Character(s): Danny, Misha, and Valerie.
Content: Danny wakes up from a seemingly peaceful sleep.
Setting: Haja o Que Houver, Vanaheim [F4]
Time: Morning, after the dreamscape incident with Dan, Misha, and Valerie.
Warnings: None just yet.

Well, that was a pleasent surprise.

For the first time in a long time, Danny had a nice peaceful, uninterrupted sleep and it wasn't aided by a certain pink haired Angel. He opened his eyes, carefully letting the light spill in. After sitting up he stretched and looked around his surroundings. He was in that hotel room, the one they had gotten the day before. Hopefully their plan had worked and Dan was at a loss as to their location.

Placing to socked feet on the ground he scratched his head and realized something was different.

Where was that irritating sound of pouring rain?

And there was sun?

Guess the rain finally cleared up. He walked over to the window to look. He instently regretting putting his hands up to the pane as they felt like they were atleast hot enough to cook an egg on. What in the world?

What was WITH this place?

Turning back around, Danny finally caught a glimpse at something that was awkwardly out of place.

Was that Misha's bunny-hairribbon-thing? When did that get there? Maybe Misha had put it there last night, it sounded like something she would do.

Coming a little closer to it, he noticed that it appeared to be alive???

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Valerie shrugged and indulged Misha, placing the glasses on her face. As she had noticed earlier, the place was a little rough and tumble no matter the tapestry. She wanted to stay optimistic, and if the food was as good as they said, she wanted in. For the time being though, she'd pass the time with the object that Misha had put in her hands. The little girl always carried that box around with her, and she was getting rather curious about its contents. Of course, Valerie had her own secret about her very backpack, but that info could stay hidden as far as she was concerned.

She was beginning to feel free to ignore the laptop in her hand, because there was a certain somebody she was trying to ignore as well as another very suspicious character she was starting to really wonder about. In other words, Valerie needed a distraction, and a toy of Misha's would definitely do the trick.

In this case, though, Valerie would realize the distraction this gave would only raise a million more questions.

The moment Valerie put the glasses on, everything changed. Not too many things that challenged what she thought, of course. The general aura of The Cheap Prayer was dictated by shady dealings and drinking juxtaposed with good food, and that led to a rather odd look of the place. Valerie watched, and observed the colors that dominated her eyes. Many blacks and grays, and strangely enough, that wasn't surprising. It was when she turned to her fellow travelers she got to see their own auras.

Misha's, not entirely unexpected, was a very bright pink. That was so obvious Valerie could have rolled her eyes. It wasn't so much cliche as it was factual: Misha occupied a pink existence, both powerful and sweet. Her aura was expected.

Danny's was a rather low green, but that was strange. No one else that she could see had that color, and her mind was registering a similar color she'd seen before. Something a little too familiar to her.
NO WAY, she thought to herself. No way that is even right.

Before she could speculate more, her lap top was going off, which meant journal entries and replies. She flipped the terminal open to see that certain things were happening that was making a very big UH OH go off in her head. She looked at Danny quizzically again, and then said, "I'm going to answer these. Be with you guys in a minute?"