Nights, Into Dreams

[somebodysdaughter]

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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ota ♔ and now, we will steal everything from you

[priforprince]

[ After finally making it out the door to speak to Wendy, Hibiki never returned to the party. But she also never made it back to her temple. The fireworks have been keeping her up lately, and between her CelePara broadcast this morning and this...whatever this farce believes itself to be....tonight, she's exhausted. So she's (unintentionally) passed out in Forrest's garden, surrounded by the beauty and tranquility of nature, listening to the water rippling in countless pools.

This does not, however, make for very comfortable sleep. And thus, any dreamers wandering into Hibiki's dreamscape? You will find themselves scrabbling for purchase on the deck of a storm-tossed ship, spray flying into your face. You will also find yourself in a body not your own: it's petite, with butter-blonde hair blowing into your field of vision in the gales. And you're attired in pink.

Above the water, Hibiki hovers astride a giant golden winged seahorse, clad as is only fitting for a knight rescuing fair maidens. She yanks on the reins, rearing the seahorse up. ] There's no time! Make haste!

[ She extends a hand - to you, and just beyond you, to where a second girl lies on the deck, reaching. ] Grab hold! Princess!

[ "Mahou-chan!" the second girl cries, and a wave looms up over the ship. Hibiki gasps.

The wave begins to fall. Right on top of the three of you. ]

[thevanguard]

[ 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?!

[somebodysdaughter]

[And yet she is not particularly concerned.

[It's strange, but finding herself taking the form of a stranger seems perfectly natural, as if it is something she knew she could do all along. Maybe, Aya thinks - oh, it's silly, but what else has she got to compare it to - maybe this God business is like muscle memory, like riding a bike. Some things, perhaps, the deity remembers, even if they have ended up sharing space with her utterly unremarkable sixteen year old self. Of course entering a dreamscape would have her slipping into something more appropriate.

[It is strange, too, how unconcerned she feels about the rest of it. No, she doesn't know how to - to change the channel, she supposes, or reshape the story into something more pleasing, but it is... even as the deck lists beneath her, as the wind whips her hair that is the hair of a stranger's about her face, she feels for all the world as if she stands on the set of a play. Aya can see how it fits together, how it works, and if she wanted to make an educated guess at least at where the might-as-well-call-it-the-pause-button is--

[So she takes the hand of the girl on the horse, and she gazes up at the wave above them in genuine curiosity. No doubt this all symbolizes something-or-other.]

There's probably still time to stop this, if I can just figure out how.

[thirdbeauty]

[The first thing Natsuru notices, aside from the whole stormy ship setting, is the lacy, ornate pink sleeve on her arm. One connected to the rest of a very pink outfit. The blonde hair is a bit of a surprise too, but it's not until she looks up at Hibiki on the seahorse that she realizes just how tiny she is. Her image of Hibiki might be larger than life, yet this is the first time she's seen her look so tall in the physical sense.

As happens in dreams, she questions none of this. Blonde hair aside, this could have just as easily been her own dream, and her mind treats it as such until proven otherwise. Her response is likely somewhat... unlike the girl she's supposed to be, however.]

Hibiki-sama?! What-?

[She looks confused, and seems to freeze up for a brief moment before she finally reaches back towards the princely figure. The other girl nearby catches her attention as well, and she gasps as she realizes they might not reach her in time.]

[pure_radiantics]

Wait, what's-

[ She can only barely here Mahou-chan over the crashing waves of the ship despite Kairi reaching out for Hibiki anyway.. She's got a winged horse, so of course that's her best bet to get out of this stormy weather. ]

Miss Apollo, look out! Borderline!

[ Kairi tries to send out the spell in the hopes that it will protect them from the crashing waves. ]

[rememberher]

[ A ship... seemed like something of an odd choice of places to suddenly end up in, but you know, Lux could roll with it. Or move with it as it not-so-gently rocked back and forth, oof. Gripping the railings to stabilize herself, she made her first casual observation.

Huh. She didn't remember her hair being quite that shade of blond. Maybe it was the color of the sky playing tricks on her? Light messing with color perception, things like that. It seemed feasible.

And looking down at her hands, she blinked a few times, looking at her ruffled sleeves. Wait, that wasn't what she was-- ]

?!

[ Was that-- ]

Hi-Hibiki?

[ Startled for a moment, Lux put her hands to her throat because, wait, that wasn't her voice?! Was it..? (She didn't remember sounding quite so childish...) ]

It's Lu--

[ NOT IMPORTANT TIDAL WAVE. She practically leaped for the other woman's hand with a shriek. ]

OTA

[missingache]

Fear the dark

[Roxas doesn't like sleeping without Sora beside him, but fatigue catches up to him fairly quickly with everything that's going on. So he falls into a fitful sleep only to slip into a nightmare.

Those who wander in will find themselves in a Japanese style room with six futons on the floor, each containing a sleeping person. Except Roxas isn't sleeping. He's siting on his own, clinging tightly to a stuffed penguin. He looks absolutely terrified. Each time he closes his eyes, the room goes dark, and when they open, one of his sleeping companions is gone. After two or three disappear, more people come into the room to lay down and sleep. This cycle goes on and on till the blond is near tears.

Sometimes the futon that was once occupied is covered in a red substance that looks disturbingly familiar if someone wants to venture closer to it before the lights go out.]

Cats doing cat things

[Thankfully the nightmare dissipates when Sora does decide to show up. Roxas is sleeping peacefully now, the dream very different than before.

The scene is a barn, cows and sheep seen outside the doors grazing. In the distance there's a forest and a very tall Japanese style building with steam coming out of the chimneys on the top.

There's a shuffling noise before a cat shows up, chasing a mouse through the hay. The cat seems rather intent on its target. When it notices someone walking into its territory, it stops, puffs up, and arches its back with a hiss.

Anyone who knows how Roxas looks... well, he's pretty easy to recognize as being the cat. Why is he a cat? Ask him that when he wakes up.]

[oathkeeper]

[Somehow Sora fell asleep somewhere random again but as his internal clock is set now he doesn't stay there all night. When he manages to wake up and see he's not with Roxas he wanders about the temple to find him. When he does he crawls up and flops on Roxas and goes right back to sleep with his limbs draped over the other.

The next thing he knows he's not at the temple anymore. He looks around to find himself outside? He can see a forest and some strange buildings he's never seen before.]

Where am I?

[Turning around he sees the big barn. Curious he wanders in just in time to see a cat. But not any cat... He'd know those blue eyes anywhere.]

... Roxas?

Fear the dark

[pure_radiantics]

[Kairi's feet are frozen to the floor it seems, and her eyes blink in time with Roxas's as everything passes in front of her before she can fully realize what's going on - that she's not at Forrest's temple for the sleepover, but somewhere else. And currently, in a far corner, away from Roxas, the only one she recognizes.

Before the lights go out, she manages to start walking closer. She doesn't sit down next to him, but tries to stand next to where he is.]

Roxas? What's hap-

[But then the lights go out and she lets out a soft gasp of surprise.]

fear the dark

[minogame]

( It's dark and for a moment, Urashima thinks its another one of his own dreams but this one is different.
He recognizes the rooms as a familiar setting-- a Japanese home--but he doesn't know if it's one he's been in before or not.
This is also his first time seeing others around but he realizes that something is... off? He could have sworn there were more people and... no, there was definitely another person there! And where are they going? It's a little (very) scary and he searches the room for answers (because what else can you do in dreams but search and wander?).

When he sees Roxas, huddled in the corner looking absolutely scared out of his wits, he's quick to run to his side, )

Roxas--! ( He reaches to place a hand on Roxas' hand. ) Roxas, don't cry, please.

( His voice is gentle and calm but there's an edge of panic, )

This is a dream.

closed to Kairi

[oathkeeper]

[The first thing Sora notices when he finds himself in a dream is that everything is in grayscale. He looks down at his clothing and his hands and all he can see is shades of black and white.

Lifting his head, Sora’s eyes then widen when he notices where he is. A vast sandy beach, towering palm trees and rickety docks. He can dig his bare feet into the familiar warm sand and can hear the cackle of the birds flying overhead. He feels his heart warm.

He’s home.

As he wanders about in this strange lack-of-color world Sora finds himself going to the shore. There he sees a figure. A back turned to him and a face he can’t see.]

... Riku!

[He shouts to the other boy, his voice sounding strange and displaced. When Riku turns he looks at Sora and says nothing but holds out his hand. Without hesitating, Sora runs to him.

When his dreamscape visitor comes by she’ll see them building a sandcastle together despite no longer being children.]

<3

[pure_radiantics]

[Kairi's been away at a boarding school for awhile. She came home for breaks, but now she's done with it at long last. She doesn't know Sora or Riku all that well anymore, she'd last hung out with them as kids, but now she's taking a leisurely stroll on the beach. It's nostalgic to her. She hadn't wanted to go away, but they told her it was for the best. After awhile, she learned to just focus on school. After all, her world was grey too.

From a distance, she barely make out the two of them building sandcastles.]

Oh... It's Sora, isn't it? And Riku too...

[She says it just a little louder than normal, hoping maybe they'll hear her over the gentle sound of a crashing wake. Either way, she's walking closer.]

OTA

[lostinshadows]

[There’s something about sleeping that leaves Lavi on edge.

Staying the night wasn’t actually planned so much as it was by accident, after allowing himself to be dragged into one thing or another and finally allowing himself to get exhausted.

But his dreams aren’t dreams - they’re nightmares.

It starts off decently enough; a lake with a bright and sunny sky with a boat in the middle of it with Lavi standing on top. However, it doesn’t remain that way for long before the lake and the sky both turns black - dark ink spreading over the place.

And that’s what it is.

The water turns into black ink, skeletal hands clawing their way out from it to cling into the edges of the boat.

Fear masks Lavi’s face as those skeletal hands continue to make their way up, faces marred with ink running out from their eyes and mouths as they shout at him.

”You’re my comrade too!”

Lavi covers his ears with his hands, trying to block out the shouts.]

Re: OTA

[pure_radiantics]

[This is a really dark place she's accidentally wandered into... And then she sees Lavi on the boat while she's on the shore.]

LAVI! Can you hear me?

[But then she sees his hands are over his ears and just remembers what Hakkai taught her - reject what you don't want to attack.]

BORDERLINE!

[And because this is a dream, she manages it perfectly, slicing off skeletal hands at the wrist and leaving the boat unharmed.]

[rememberher]

[ Lux wasn't entirely sure when she fell asleep--or if she even truly was, for that matter. But walking barefoot on the shore, her hair braided and trailing behind her, it seemed serene enough of a scene. Someone was out there in a boat, and, if she squinted, Lux thought she might be able to make out who it was. Red hair..? Taking a few steps into the water, letting the tide-pushed sand brush over her toes, she pushed back a few strands of hair that had freed themselves from her braid.

It was peaceful here. Until it wasn't.

The sky darkened and, looking up, her brow creased in concern. A storm? No, the sky--it was completely black. And looking out, she saw the water stained black, taking a quick step back, eyes wide. Skeletal specters trying to pull themselves onto that boat. Ayakashi?! No... no they didn't look like them, so she could only hope--

But who--

Did it really matter? Those things were going to tip that boat! To hell with her own fear and apprehension, that person was in danger. Rushing forward without thinking, toward the boat; she only hoped it wasn't too deep... ]

Hold on!

OTA | Flying and Friendship | Brackets or Prose, your choice.

[pure_radiantics]

Flying Vertigo

One of Kairi's most intense feelings she's had lately has been a sort of flying - not her personally, but the weightless movement of someone else as they go hurtling at top speeds with her in tow. She remembers when Roxas ran straight up an elevator shaft with her in vessel form just kind of suspended and rocketing upwards, but she also remembers the feeling of Nimbus - Goten's flying, golden cloud. Normally, Nimbus requires a pure-hearted soul to ride it, but Kairi doesn't know that - and neither does Goten - so in her dream the flying can happen for everyone. She remembers racing along the beach with Ammy the wolf goddess and sparring with Davesprite in midair too. In her dream, both of those take on even more embellished aerial maneuvers than Kairi herself could normally be comfortable with.

No matter what, it feels somewhere between an exciting roller coaster and a nerve-wracking sort of worry for her. It's just new and something she never experienced before, not even in her old life, so it's not haunting - just exhilarating.

Friendship Shopping

Kairi's other very fond memory is walking the streets of Akihabara. There were so many cute things there, and many of them too expensive for her to afford. She goes out hunting for the frilliest, laciest, cutest skirts and dresses she can find - that will look good on her. In her mind, she's just window shopping. In reality, she'd love to wake up and find one such beautiful item beside her. Normally she wouldn't want to wear such things... but all of the sleepover aesthetics talk - and one good friend - got her thinking about 'putting her best foot forward'. So anything from a frilly hat, to a gorgeous pair of shoes, to a beautiful gown or skirt, she's looking to get something that would make a lolita happy. Even if she only wears it occasionally.

[somebodysdaughter]

[Whee--

[Flight dreams are a blessed relief, and even if they weren't they're just fun: she's giddy, she's weightless, she's caught on the strangest current of perfectly safe fear, like a trip on a fairground ride but a thousand times more exciting for the lack of carriages and restraints. There's just her and the sky and the patchwork quilt of the land below, and soft little clouds like downy pillows and every bit as warm and soft and supportive.

[And Kairi, her fine red hair caught and tossed crazily by the wind. Her dream, then, giddy and reckless and carefree: it suits her.]

Oh, Kairi! I guess everyone dreams of flying, right?

[[OOC: Aya is keen on getting Kairi a Cool Dream Thing, just for fun... but flying dreams. I figure they can land in Akihabara and do both at once~]]

Friendship Shopping

[lostinshadows]

[Lavi has never been a big shopper--

But he has to admit, he really doesn't have any problem with walking with Kairi in her dream - her memory.]

I don't see why girls love shopping so much.

OTA

[timeshields]

[Homura's dream isn't a good one. It's a disaster of a witch's lair. Not any which that she's run into in her life. But it's a dark maze filled with sugary sweets. They seem oddly rendered, like they were pulled out of a magazine, with their awkward torn edges.

Playing cards are wandering about with giant lances.

And Homura herself is wearing her full magical girl outfit, shield on her arm and guns in her hand.

If you're close enough to a playing card she shoots it away.]

Be careful.

[thevanguard]

[ The warning comes as unexpectedly as the attack had, because Yata had just appeared here in time for the card to loom up behind him, only to be taken out by her shot. He spins around, eyes wide and wary as he takes her in, confused about what was happening.

This... this wasn't the temple. This wasn't like any place he could remember ever seeing. ]

...Where the heck am I? Who are you?

Closed to Forrest

[pure_radiantics]

[Kairi is back in her bathing suit from the day of the beach party, and back on that same beach resting on her beach blanket towel in the shade of the large umbrella she brought. This time, she's not joined by the other Far Shore guests, save one - the one who brought her back. She'd insisted that the game of doing something for one another didn't have to continue, but after the success of the Sleepover party, he wanted to do something she enjoyed. They'd discussed that, after all - how she enjoyed the nail painting and makeup and hair dressing, but only because it was his favorite activity, and he was her friend so she enjoyed it vicariously through his smiles.

... And yet, they returned to the beach anyway. Twist her arm, really, it's a place she loves. And all it took now was one callback to 'letting my hair down' and she was more than willing to join him. So for the moment, she stares out at the ocean with her arms behind her and enjoys the wind against her face and the warm sand under the blanket and the occasional saltwater spray. It's looking like perfect weather to her.]

[clothes_make_the_man]

...Huh?

[The immediate feeling for Forrest is actually one of slight disorientation. His dreams are usually from a third person perspective, and suddenly here he is, on the beach with Kairi.

And on top of that, everything feels so real. He can smell the sea breeze and feel the sand under his feet just as if he were actually there. If this is a dream, it's certainly a good one, and he's going to make the most of it.]

It's beautiful, isn't it?

OTA

[thevanguard]

[ Yata had been relieved when people had started settling down to sleep, finding himself a spot near where his god had stretched out for the night. Curled up around a pillow, he figured this would be the easiest and most uneventful portion of the night.

Except the moment he'd drifted off to sleep, he'd found himself somewhere else entirely. he stands in the middle of a massive jungle, the trees huge and overgrown, their limbs and vines stretching and reaching in every direction. It's a vibrant, vivid landscape the lushest of greens only rarely seen by human eyes, with bright bursts of tropical flowers blossoming in splashes of color.

But the jungle is quiet. Almost too quiet, and there are no sounds of animals or nature, except for the occasional distant call of a bird that sounds almost like a squawking laugh. The trees and vines are a little strange as well, if one gets close enough to inspect them beyond the obvious. It almost seems as though their surfaces are lined and veined with tiny shimmering green circuits instead of anything natural, although Yata himself hasn't seemed to notice this.

Instead he's staring into the thickness of the jungle, having caught the occasional silent shift of movement. A sense of foreboding has him standing alert, fingers wrapped tight around a tiny object he hasn't realized he'd started clutching outside of the dream as well.

Uneasy, he starts to walk away, feeling the need to put distance between himself and whatever is moving in the deepest parts of the jungle. Depending on how long it takes your character to find him here, he might still be walking or starting to move much faster.

Because the farther away he wanders from where he started, the thicker the jungle grows around him, vines and branches swaying, shifting, and perha[s grasping in an attempt to catch him, as if the very jungle is coming alive around him and making sure no one can get away... ]

[lostinshadows]

[Dreams are a curious thing, and Lavi was sure that intruding in another person's dream was against some kind of law.

...This is a dream, right?

He eyes the jungle as it seems to move closer before he notices Yata. The same guy he's run into earlier, the one who was nervous about being surrounded by so many girls.

Out of instinct (more survival than anything), he quickly follows after Yata.]

OTA, general warning for potentially intense self-hate stuff

[redotiertwo]

[Davesprite's dream is...odd, even to him. It's hard to tell whether the structure he's on should be called a planet, an asteroid, or just space junk, but it's some kind of almost metallic surface that curves away into the distance, blank but for occasional clockwork gears clicking away or geysers of steam that occasionally flicker orange. Far, far in the distance, past stars and other unidentifiable planetoids, is Earth, just as distinctive as ever.

Davesprite himself floats by one of the geysers, deceptively casual posture intact. But get close enough, and the tight, false rigor of his expression becomes obvious, and the shapeless shadows and murmurs that form out of and around the geysers come into sharper relief. The voices are like a group that speaks as singular, forming a single combined tone even with its whispers and trails of voices that don't quite fit.

Strangely enough, the combination sounds like his own voice, and the shadows look more like him than anything else, even as a differently deformed one emerges from the geyser and dissipates with each sentence.]

...it's all fun and games to you, huh...

...look at yourself...look at you pretending you deserve it this good...

...what fucking right do you have, acting like you won't fail them...

...like you haven't already...

[The whispers bubble up, overlay, and occasionally become indistinct, but all of what they say is along the same vein.

As strained as he looks, as torn by the reminders as he might be, Davesprite makes no move to leave the geyser. Instead, he lets himself lie, drifting alongside, letting the loathing wash over him.

It's no more than he deserves, after all.]

[minogame]

( It's a strange world and Urashima makes his way carefully over the landscape, taking in his surroundings. He hears the voices and can't help but look a little alarmed at what he's hearing. It sounds like Davesprite's voice but it all sounds so mean. )

Hello?

( He calls out at first, trying to find his friend. When he sees Davepsrite floating down, he picks up his pace and runs over to the geyser, reaching over to touch his shoulder, )

Hey...

ota | warning for violence & blood

[smilingbullet]

[ On a small outdoor stage that has been slowly overtaken by the jungle, there is a flurry of colors; loose clothing, draping fabrics, flowers and the glittering of water reflecting in the night, as if hit by the sun, though it had sunk far below the forest and far-off, ink-black ocean. What the play depicts is a mystery, it might be a mash-up of many different legends, from more than one culture.

He doesn't know why he's in the middle of it.

The sound of drums is loud and at first the sounds of loud voices are drowned out by the war song, but the first scream loud enough to be heard comes as an uli uli lands off stage. At first it looks like the feathers are red, but then it's obvious that it's blood.

The prop weapons are real weapons and people are falling to the floor in agony and death. It's fear and it's pain and it's as if it's impossible to breathe properly.

It's best to get off of the stage, but the people are endless, on the floor and crashing into each other. The stage seems to be bigger than it should be, the edges of it right there yet not coming closer even as feet move across the floor. It's not like running in place, it's just getting nowhere. ]

[somebodysdaughter]

[It's not real.

[Aya holds onto that. It's a dream. An awful one, but it's a dream. The screams, the blood, the flash of steel, the press of bodies all about her - flowing, then parting, then closing behind her, as the water of a stream does to cold, solid stone. Maybe in a thousand years they could wear her down, but that would be the worst of it. They can't hurt you. They will not hurt you. This is your world, Morpheus. They're just living in it.

[She wonders which one the dreamer is, and then she spots him: he's about the only one here who looks every inch as confused as she feels. Maybe Aya doesn't know what she's doing, maybe she can't simply wave a hand and weave a different dream, but she knows what she has to do next.]

Over here! Quickly, come quick!

[As for what she'll do after that... well, she'll figure that out later.]

OTA

[minogame]

( It's dark-- completely and neverendingly dark. There's a sharp smell in the air-- the smell of iron and all around, there's a muffled sort of sound. The sounds are indistinct-- something like whispers, fabric, scraping, humming, crackling, and any sort of filler noise because that's exactly what it is: Empty filler. There's nothing here.

Walking in any direction, there's no end to the absolute blackness and as far as the eye can see, there isn't any sign of light save for two candles flickering in the middle of the nothingness. Crouched down beside it is Urashima who has one arm on his knees while he reaches out to pet a small turtle that is always with him. Despite everything, the two appear to be perfectly calm.

When he senses someone approach, his head snaps up and he looks there are a few things to catch. First, is the genuine surprise on his face to see someone else but second is the way his eyes shine brightly in the light of the candles-- hopeful and confident. A smile starts to break on his face and he picks up the turtle, moving her onto his shoulder, )

See? I told you someone would come.

( It sounds like he's been waitng. )

Re: OTA

[pure_radiantics]

[ It's so dark... and Kairi's just walking through it all without fear, but also a heap of confusion. She can fundamentally understand she's not 'somewhere' but she also can't figure out why she's just out in the middle of nowhere either. Kairi, unbeknownst to herself, starts to glow a little the longer she walks through the nothingness, stretching out her light as far as she can...

And it starts to wear her out. She gets a little sleepy, but she keeps walking, the light extending far enough out in front of her that she should be able to tell what's going on, but it's such a gradual shift that she just doesn't notice.

Until at last she hears her friend's voice and her head snaps up in surprise. ]

Huh? ... Urashima?

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[darkduelist]

[Yuto doesn't know when he's fallen asleep. His dream seems so normal too.

He's dreaming about a very crowded street. People pass him one by one, not paying any attention to him. Just like always. And Yuto walks, meaning to go back home. He doesn't like crowds and he never did. Those people seem like they don't have faces either. It's strange. But suddenly something, or rather someone catches his attention. A familiar figure with green and red hair, red eyes and a pair of goggles on top of his head. Yuto stops in his tracks, his eyes wide. It's Yuya.

Without a second thought, Yuto runs towards him, but the crowd is in the way, successfully blocking him from reaching the other.]

Yuya! [He calls, but once he passes all those people Yuya is gone. Gone again. Yuto frantically looks around. His facetwin is nowhere to be found though, almost as if he's never been here to begin with. Or maybe he is somewhere in this crowd.]

Yuya? Where are you?!

[Why doesn't he hear Yuto's voice?... He can't lose him again! He can't... He doesn't want to.]

Re: ota

[pure_radiantics]

[Among the people in the crowd, which is a shock to her as much as him, is Kairi. She doesn't know what Yuto looks like outside of the dream, but since it's Yuto's, she can see him very clearly in her mind.]

Yuto!

[She can make her way over to him easily enough at least. It's not him being drawn away by the dream's power.]

You lost sight of him? Did something happen?