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Nights, Into Dreams

Who: Everyone at Forrest's Sleepover
What: The 'sleeping' part of the sleepover proves slightly more eventful than planned.
When: The night of June 21
Where: Lakshmi's temple
Warnings: Some violence (implied and explicit) in individual threads; see warnings in headers.

Well, you know what they say about sleeping on the job.

It's well into the small hours by the time Aya - like many of Forrest's guests - slips into sleep, something she had assured herself she could do tomorrow. It's late, her eyelids are heavy, and she's eaten far too many snacks and, happily nauseated, really doesn't want to move. She curls up on a pile of pillows; at some point she pulls a blanket over herself. Her eyes fall closed--

Morpheus sleeps, and it really should have occurred to her what that might mean. It had been a joke, really: of course the God(dess) of Dreams would be right at home at a sleepover. But it's during sleep she is at her most powerful, weaving a tangled and chaotic web from the threads of Forrest's guests' dreams.

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OOC: Aya is the reincarnation of Morpheus, God of Dreams; her powers include dreamwalking and bringing back small items from her dreams. Tonight, her powers are affecting the guests at Forrest's sleepover, allowing any of them the (entirely optional) chance to take a trip into one another's dreams. As to what they might find there, well, that's where this log comes in. Start a thread about your own character's dreams, or or drop in on other people's and hope they're not having that one dream about showing up to an exam in their underwear.

(If you would like Aya to retrieve a small item from a dream for your character, please let me know! Items have to be obtainable on present-day Earth, inanimate, small enough for her to keep about her or carry and not used as a weapon.)

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[ And Yata had thought nothing weirder could happen to him today than finding himself at a sleepover with girls.

Finding himself suddenly dropped onto a boat in the middle of a stormy sea. Definitely tops that. Finding himself suddenly being a girl? Probably tops his 'weird' chart for the next decade. ]

The hell?! [ He sputters out, staring down at the pink frills and ruffles he's now dressed in with growing horror. It's distracting enough that it takes him a moment to realize he's being yelled at, his head coming up to see an unfamiliar person reaching for him. Which might have gotten him to move, if he hadn't caught the words accompanying the action. ]

Who are you calling Princess?!

Why do you not leap int---

[ The wave crashes down on deck, causing the seahorse to rear (in midair) and the green-haired girl to sputter, rolling down the deck towards the edge of the ship. Said ship tips in the tossing waves, and the girl starts sliding past Yata, trying to hold onto the wooden boards of the deck and finding them too slick.

"Fuwari!" she cries. "Mahou-chan! Help me!"

Hibiki is struggling with her unruly mount, which seems to want to turn and fly off. ] Falulu!

[ Looks like there's a damsel in distress. ]

[ It's a really good thing you never finished that question, Hibiki.

Better yet that he's distracted from listening by the sudden flailing slide of the girl on the boat with him. That other girl. He gives a low curse, struggling to maintain his own hold on the slippery boards, when he realizes the falling girl is headed straight for the edge of the ship. And the waiting, angry ocean beyond.

There's a part of him that's just tempted to forget her and save himself, but even he can't be that cold, especially when she cries out for help. Dammit. Dammit!

Cursing under his breath, he lets go of his own grip and pushes off the tilting deck, lunging to tackle the other girl about the waist before she can slide past him.

...Except now he doesn't have a handhold anymore and they're both sliding. So he does the only thing he can think of. Look up at the person on the seahorse and yell, ]

Catch!

[ Wait, what? "Catch"? Hibiki looks over and

-oh

well then ]

Uaahh!!

[ That was her urging the seahorse forward, hanging on with just her legs, arms outspread, leaning forward -

They tumble right into her arms as the waves spout up around them, crashing down over their heads. Hibiki holds on tight, as does the other girl - to both Yata and Hibiki. They have to weather this, so...

Hug pile! ]

[ He'd intended to just toss the other girl to safety but the ship tilts at the last minute and she'd tightened her grip, clinging tightly to him and upsetting his balance as he gives a yelp and falls towards where Hibiki waits.

....Aaaaand then suddenly he's being clung to by two girls. While in a dress.

This day is officially the weirdest.

He sputters as the wave crashes over them, taking the brunt of the wave's force with how he's positioned but still managing to keep a hold on the pair without falling off the... seahorse? thing? ]

....Nice catch.

A simple matter.

[ "Of course" would have sufficed, but Hibiki is a Knight right now. This is how Knights talk.

This is not, however, how she's used to hearing this maiden talk, so as she sits up, she frowns at Yata. ] Was your head struck....?

[ The storm continues roaring around them. And Hibiki is busy looking deeply into Yata's eyes to check for a concussion. ]

[ Yata's cheeks instantly start flushing deep red at the intent inspection and he lifts his hands to wave her away. Or ward her off. Whichever is more likely to work. ]

Yes. Definitely. That's definitely the logical explanation for this.

[ Because why else would he be here, in a dress and quite possibly being an actual girl, because this whole thing feels weird but to be honest, he's terrified to look to see if it's just the dress. There are some things he never wants to have to unsee, okay? ]

[ Hibiki considers this, something actually resembling compassion flickering in her eyes for once. But the storm rages around them, tipping the ship over. The mast is now plummeting towards the group.

Pulling on the reins with one hand, Hibiki holds fast to her bundle of maidens with the other. ] Cleave to my bosom.

[ It's time to RIDE A GIANT FLYING SEAHORSE through a THUNDERSTORM dodging DEADLY OBSTACLES! Because that is a perfectly sensible situation in which to find oneself! ]

[ Look, he will take that ridiculous danger as opposed to the command she'd just given him. ]

Cleave to your what?!?! Oh hell no! Put me back on the ship, I can just swim!

[ ---and even in a life-or-death situation, that gets Hibiki looking over to blink at who she thinks is her teammate. ] You can curse?

[ She didn't know Fuwari knew those words. Don't use those words in front of Falulu, she is unsullied and pure and---

Here comes the water again and Hibiki's too busy worrying about the word "hell" to notice. ]

[ Hibiki, that was barely a curse. Keep bringing up your bosom and you'll hear a lot more creative ones.

Which he might have continued with anyway, except the way she's got a hold of him actually gives him a decent vantage point of their surroundings. So he's the one who sees the water rising yet again. ]

Look out! Left! Go left!

[ Is that starboard or port? Does that matter on a seahorse? ]

[ It's a poetic word for her torso, what's all the fuss abou--

Oh, hey, water. Hibiki's head snaps up and her reflexes respond before she's even fully noticed the problem. Left they go!

But they'll get clipped by the edge of that wave, all the same, which sends them tumbling through the air. Hibiki does her best to hold onto both the seahorse and her Princesses.

This will, of course, only work properly if her Princesses do the same. ]

[ Ha ha ha.

Yeah, sorry, Yata's not the clingy sort and he's still flailing slightly at being rescued by a girl in the first place. so when the edge of the wave hits, it's in the middle of him floundering to get a hold on the seahorse of his own. Which is, arguably, considerably better to cling to than anyone's bosom.

But that also means that as the wave slams into them, he's the first to lose his grip, getting a mouthful of saltwater as he slips sideways and drops into the water with a strangled yelp a moment later. ]

Fuwari!!

[ Hibiki brings the seahorse around, the better to watch where "Fuwari" had disappeared. If she could catch sight of the other girl, she could extend her rope to her, but...no. Just the water.

Her teeth clench.

Hibiki yanks off her fancy hat, which had only managed to stay on her head by the power of Theater. She yanks off her fancy cape (ditto). She hands the reins to the other girl. ] Princess Falulu, the mount is yours!

[ "Mahou-chan?"

But Hibiki is already executing a perfect swan dive off the seahorse and into the churning waters. Fuwari - no matter how strangely she's behaving currently - risked her life to save Hibiki's! She promised she'd never leave Hibiki alone!

How could any Prince worth her title fail to jump to the rescue?! ]

[ Yata's not a great swimmer, but he knows enough to usually keep himself afloat. It just takes him a bit longer to do so, the wave having messed up his sense of balance and what was up or down once he was slammed underwater. He kicks, trying to aim for what he hopes is the surface. it never occurs to him that a rescue would be coming and he's not about to wait around for one either. Besides, isn't he supposed to be the one protecting people?

....Then again, any plan he might have made had not accounted for these damn ridiculous ruffles, the dress he wears foreign enough already without it getting wrapped around his legs and dragging him down further, the cloth sodden and heavy and unwieldy underwater. ]

[ Curse everything, where's Fuwari? Hibiki narrows her eyes against the sting of the water but presses on, unfairly good at swimming just like she's unfairly good at everything else.

That hardly makes this easy, though, and she's struggling against the churning water when a glimpse of something waving in it catches her eye. She pivots her head and -

Her teeth clench. A few bubbles escape between them.

Hang on, Fuwari. She's coming! You're not allowed to die here! ]

[ He's not really planning on it, but he's still kicking for the surface anyway, doing his best despite the best efforts of the dress to drag him down deeper.

He doesn't even realize he's not the only one in the ocean anymore until she appears out of nowhere, reaching for him. He almost yelps before remembering oh right, underwater but a mouthful of bubbles still escapes in a garbled squawk before he claps his mouth shut again.

This girl is crazy. Not that he can't appreciate the help (maybe?) but there's no reason for both of them to be half-drowned. He tries to turn her back towards the surface because he's fine, this is totally fine, he's got it all under control.

Even if he doesn't. ]

[ She's...spurning Hibiki? Well, that's not an option. They'll sort it out once they're both out of the ocean.

Hibiki, undeterred, makes a grab to try and pull Fuwari closer around the waist. She has every intention of using her legs and her free hand to kick them back to the surface, slow though the going would be. Failure has never even crossed her mind. She's going to save Fuwari.

Even if her lungs are beginning to burn. ]

[ Oh my god, girls are so stubborn. Why, though?

Yata flails a bit when Hibiki latches onto his waist and draws him close because oh god, this is so awkward and uncomfortable and it's a lucky thing he's not setting the ocean boiling around them right now. But damn, she's determined and at this rate, fighting over it is just going to cost them more oxygen, so whatever.

He leaves her wrapped around his waist if that's where she's so determined to be. He starts swimming for the surface anyway, focusing enough to try and propel them both upwards with an Aura-fueled kick. ]

[ ...This is going better than Hibiki had expected. They're moving faster than she'd been anticipating. Her perfection has finally reached the point where she can exceed even her own expectations!

This would be a moment for pride if they weren't both on the verge of death. Even Hibiki knows what to focus on, in such cases.

Almost...there....Just a few more strokes....

She holds Fuwari close. She's got you, Fuwari. Everything's going to be all right. ]

[ he makes a strangled noise when her grip tightens, but (luckily?) the sound is lost as they break the surface and he sucks in a lungful of air, coughing as his lungs burn and he sputters as he tries to wipe the water out of his eyes.

And then he promptly reaches out and drags the person next to him up by the collar. Which is probably pretty impressive considering what Yata currently looks like. ]

Dammit, are you trying to get yourself killed?

[ More profanity?!

No, wait. Not just profanity. Violence. Of a sort. Hibiki blinks, mouth dropping open, and it's not just from the water clinging to her (unfairly thick) eyelashes. ] Wh...

[ She'll keep treading water to maintain their position, but "Fuwari"'s behavior has left her stunned. ]

[ The look she gives him must be bewildered enough that he relents, but he's still grumbling about it all the same as he looks around for the seahorse. Thing. He hoped they hadn't been washed too far away. ]

Oh nevermind. Whatever. Where's your fish-thing? We don't want to stay here.

[ ...Fuwari has a point. Hibiki nods, seriously. They can't give up here! She has something very important to do: ]

We're taking you to a doctor.

[ Putting two fingers between her lips, she whistles - a piercing nose that splits even the roar of the storm. The seahorse appears, summoned by the call, Falulu still on its back. Hibiki shifts her hold on "Fuwari" to extend a hand, shooting a purple rope up from her sleeve to wrap around said seahorse so she can retract it, pulling her and "Fuwari" aboard. (Falulu helps wind the rope up too).

Now Fuwari is being hugged close by Falulu. Such huggy people. ]

[ He's not sure a doctor can fix the fact that apparently he's suddenly a girl and wearing a dress (okay maybe they can, but that gets into weirder territory and just no) but he doesn't argue with her. ]

Fine, whatever, let's just get out of here before something worse happens.

[ .... Aaaaaand now there's another girl hugging him. He spoke too soon. He huffs out an exasperated sigh and just resigns himself to it, sitting there on back of a seahorse, sopping wet. ]

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