[Dream] 03

Feb. 27th, 2010 03:07 am
souhi_no_arashi: (Shattered Childhood)
Dream Effects (if you so choose): Overwhelming grief followed very quickly by loss of self and blinding rage and then just the grief again.

The slaughter of Suwa )

*Kurogane woke slowly, chest aching in a way that had nothing to do with the cold. The first time had been bad enough remembering that night, the second night had crossed the line into pissing him off. After that and having heard that the same was happening to everyone else he hadn't slept for the next night at all.

He'd planned on trying to keep that up for as long as possible, but the cold had made that hard. The only way to keep even remotely tolerable temperature-wise was to sleep with the magician and the kid. And he'd fallen asleep in the quiet while they slept.

He reached over and shut off his phone without a word and tossed it across the room without even sitting up. He stared at the ceiling, determined to stay awake through the rest of the dark hours of early morning. He was not going to have the same damn nightmare twice in one night at least.*

(( OOC: Kurogane's responses will all be in a old-Japanese-ish language. He could probably make out Japanese and vice versa of his language. ))

[Dream] 02

Feb. 21st, 2010 10:28 pm
souhi_no_arashi: (After the Dream)
Dream Effects (if you so choose): Starts with extreme frustration tinged with a fear of loss and a heightened sense of adrenaline and urgency. There is a searing pain on the right side of the torso/stomach area as well. As the dream progresses there is a growing sense of desperation and struggle against feelings of helplessness and fear.

Amazingly, there is no interference in the transmission of this dream despite the ice storm and Dreamberry issues. Though the ice storm is totally the cause of the dream itself.

In a country of perpetual ice and snow... )

*Kurogane woke with a sharp gasp, heart pounding, drenched in a cold sweat. The chill air bit at him and made his arm ache, though it was a welcome pain. It woke him further, driving the images from his mind. The scream from his ears. It wasn't for another few moments of sitting there gasping before he realized the phone's screen sitting next to his futon was lit.*

...Tch. Damnit.

*He reached over and immediately turned the Dreamberry off with a look of quiet anger on his face*


Later: *And after speaking to Rita, he attempts to place a filter on the dream from at least his traveling companions, but the storm and the dreamberry interference keeps it from working in the slightest*

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