Interesting dream last night. Another flying one, but there was some sort of a werewolf aspect to it, too. You know, the beast and all. Also there was a girl I knew from early high school and the programmer guy I met at my friend's party. Kind of interesting. I think I met the girl at a restaurant (where she worked), and we sort of hit it off. Which was good; she is (or, at least, was) an attractive girl. Also the guy was, I think, her brother. Possibly her manager; no, I take that back. Her manager was the bad guy. Also either he or she had a stepfather that could care less about his/her existence, and a mother who hated her natural father. Interesting sort of parallel to myself, there. I wonder if that means I don't feel my stepfather cares about me. Probably not, though it may seem so sometimes, in a relative sense.
Anyway, there were henchmen (as there always are), and some evil chick. I was protecting the girl from them all, and they knew this and tried to figure out what secret power I had that let me do it (mainly the flying, but also the whole beast thing, too). One scene took place in a dark parking lot in front of some store. Maybe (probably) it was the restaurant model, but its geographic location was someplace further away (I flew to get there FROM the restaurant, so…). Anyway, the grunt (you know, the really tough guy, probably skilled in martial arts, that is the muscle behind the evil genius and all that) tried to get me to fight him a bit to learn how I reacted (and succeeded rather a bit too well). He realized I didn't have any sort of training in combat and so taught me a few things (which he easily blocked when, out of curiosity and fascination, I tried them). The chick wasn't exactly wimpy either, being bestial and all. She's the one who was convinced that I had a similar power. I made some sort of comment about how their suspicions were correct, but that they were only part of what I was. Then she started talking to me in some other language that I quickly realized was the full-fledged version of the one I've had. She said something to the effect of, "Do you know the ancient tongue?" and I scoffed, "A little, but it's all genetic."
Around there's when I got cocky and demonstrated my flying abilities. Which was really stupid. But, then, I rather am that way. Scene cut (via either cut or dream-forgotten segue) and here I am talking to the [good] girl (or someone on the good side, anyway) and trying to chase down the bad guys to wherever they went as part of their diabolical plan. My info says Athens, and our sources say they were seen boarding a flight to [some other city in] Greece. That's about where the dream halts.
On another note, I went to my church-adopted family's home today for the father's birthday dinner. That was rather nice. Especially the part afterwards when I sat on the couch next to the daughter to whom I'm attracted. Not that we talked or anything: it was just the proximity. But it was still nice. How foolish of me.