[Dream] 02
Feb. 21st, 2010 10:28 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
souhi_no_arashiDream 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.
Through hazy vision Kurogane could see the man's quiet smile with his dark eyes glazed. The look of a man who long since given up on sanity, he thought. Pushing himself up despite the intense pain from the wound in his side --should have died from that,-- he brought his sword to bear again. I won't let him hurt them. Any of them.
The vision Tomoyo's dream had left him with was jumbled in his mind's eye - flashes of what had to be done. But he didn't understand the images yet, they weren't important yet. He had to move quickly.
I have to end this and now.
The struggling, choked noises of the magician echoed in his ears along with the thudding of his own heart as it pumped blood harder and harder, as if trying to make up for what was spilling from his side over the ice-like floors of the crystalline castle.
Idiot. You can't even fight back for your own life any longer, despite those kids? Don't you see what he's done to you and made you do?! Your life is worth just as much as his damnit and he doesn't want his anymore! You're just going to throw yours away too?
He had to will his body to move. Never before had a task felt so heavy to him and to exhausted limbs it was almost too much. But if he didn't hurry....
His sword sliced through the ice spears meant for the boy and soulless body of the princess, saving them before that man could use them as bait to send the magician over the edge. Kurogane stepped forward, heading toward the mad king, intending to end this farce. And then he felt the world falling away around him and he crumpled to the ground. His legs could no longer carry his weight... No. No!
He had to get up again. He had to. If he didn't... he'd lose someone again. His forehead was burning hot, as if it was urging him onward, but his limbs simply would not move any longer. Crimson pools were forming in the small craters littering the ground from his and that idiot's initial battle and he could only barely lift his head and watch in horror as that thin frame spasmed from the lack of air as the king's grip only tightened.
"Watch as they die and then kill me, Fay."
Ice spears began to form before Kurogane's eyes, only a puff of hot breath in the frigid air away from his face. And still... he... Could. Not. Move.
A strangled scream was the last thing he heard as his vision swam, swirls of ice blue and crimson red clashing and spinning together dizzyingly before being over taken by blackness.
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*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*
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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*
Amazingly, there is no interference in the transmission of this dream despite the ice storm and Dreamberry issues.
Through hazy vision Kurogane could see the man's quiet smile with his dark eyes glazed. The look of a man who long since given up on sanity, he thought. Pushing himself up despite the intense pain from the wound in his side --should have died from that,-- he brought his sword to bear again. I won't let him hurt them. Any of them.
The vision Tomoyo's dream had left him with was jumbled in his mind's eye - flashes of what had to be done. But he didn't understand the images yet, they weren't important yet. He had to move quickly.
I have to end this and now.
The struggling, choked noises of the magician echoed in his ears along with the thudding of his own heart as it pumped blood harder and harder, as if trying to make up for what was spilling from his side over the ice-like floors of the crystalline castle.
Idiot. You can't even fight back for your own life any longer, despite those kids? Don't you see what he's done to you and made you do?! Your life is worth just as much as his damnit and he doesn't want his anymore! You're just going to throw yours away too?
He had to will his body to move. Never before had a task felt so heavy to him and to exhausted limbs it was almost too much. But if he didn't hurry....
His sword sliced through the ice spears meant for the boy and soulless body of the princess, saving them before that man could use them as bait to send the magician over the edge. Kurogane stepped forward, heading toward the mad king, intending to end this farce. And then he felt the world falling away around him and he crumpled to the ground. His legs could no longer carry his weight... No. No!
He had to get up again. He had to. If he didn't... he'd lose someone again. His forehead was burning hot, as if it was urging him onward, but his limbs simply would not move any longer. Crimson pools were forming in the small craters littering the ground from his and that idiot's initial battle and he could only barely lift his head and watch in horror as that thin frame spasmed from the lack of air as the king's grip only tightened.
"Watch as they die and then kill me, Fay."
Ice spears began to form before Kurogane's eyes, only a puff of hot breath in the frigid air away from his face. And still... he... Could. Not. Move.
A strangled scream was the last thing he heard as his vision swam, swirls of ice blue and crimson red clashing and spinning together dizzyingly before being over taken by blackness.
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*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*
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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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Date: 2010-02-22 08:59 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2010-02-24 08:54 pm (UTC)You know him then?
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Date: 2010-02-24 09:48 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-26 07:28 am (UTC)*'In other words, don't bring this up to him,' he thought silently to himself, giving the girl a long look, hoping she got it.*
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Date: 2010-02-26 12:52 pm (UTC)All right.
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Date: 2010-02-22 09:37 pm (UTC)Kurogane?
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Date: 2010-02-23 05:08 am (UTC)Did you need something?
sorry about the late D:
Date: 2010-03-01 08:13 pm (UTC)Nothing important, I just saw you had a... not-so-pleasant-dream and I wonder if some sake would help.
You know, I found a wonderful bottle, but it's too much for me. Anyway, are you all right here?
It's all good ^__^
Date: 2010-03-02 04:04 am (UTC)You'd have to come here though, I'm not going out in that unless I have to.
My job drains all my energies U.u/
Date: 2010-03-05 07:29 am (UTC)For me it's fine, the c... hild already told me where you are, it's not too far from my cottage.
When do you want me to come?
Fumma is a lucky boy he caught that slip up >D
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Date: 2010-02-23 04:52 am (UTC)... that was Fai. And it seems like he had a lot more secrets than he'd let. Not that she's surprised in the least.
Nobody who smiles like that could ever be devoid of issues.]
What the hell's going on?
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Date: 2010-02-23 05:13 am (UTC)*Not quite anyway, he added silently to himself, but it's not like that or any of it was this girl's business anyhow.*
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Date: 2010-02-23 05:16 am (UTC)Because you look just like the paragon of imagination. Like hell I'm buying any of that.
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Date: 2010-02-23 05:27 am (UTC)Obviously that idiot is still around, fill in the gaps yourself and mind your own damn business.
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Date: 2010-02-23 05:45 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-23 05:59 am (UTC)Leave him out of it.
It didn't really end that way. From the moment I fell to the end was just the dream. I killed his king before he could use those kids to make him do what he wanted.
*Is quiet a long moment*
Happy?
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Date: 2010-02-23 06:05 am (UTC)[... so her hunch was right. This guy's the other guy's traveling companion. She's been incessantly compared to this guy twice over, and while that's irritating in itself, she's quietly impressed by the sudden resolve.
A moment of consideration.]
... there's something called a 'filter' on these dreamberries. They don't always work, but they offer some protection against random people viewing your dream.
[Or, you know, keeping someone who absolutely should never have seen such a thing from seeing it. A moment later, a video text of neatly typed instructions appear as a text message.]
You can add one after the fact, if it's not too late.
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Date: 2010-02-23 06:27 am (UTC)... Knowing him, it's too late, but... Thanks.
*It was clearly a word he wasn't used to saying, but he was more grateful than even the admission let on.*
(( OOC: Unfortunately for Kuro, his dream transmitted fine in the storm, but the filter fritzes, woe is him. ))
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Date: 2010-02-23 08:56 am (UTC)...
[After a while, he forces himself out of bed and hopes he can do something to comfort him, even if he doesn't think he needs it. Namely, he makes a breakfast he knows Kuro will like: grilled fish and rice and sweet omelet (that's probably a little sweet for Kuro's taste, but Fay's learning) and strong green tea (that's probably a little overbrewed but still good). He loads all of this onto a tray and heads for Kuro's room. He slides open the door and steps inside without knocking. That wasn't needed at the moment. He sets the tray down on the floor and sits himself down next to Kuro's futon, waiting for whenever he chooses to open his eyes.]
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Date: 2010-02-23 09:15 am (UTC)He dealt with a few of the calls regarding the dream (much to his annoyance) before he laid back onto the futon and buried himself under the heavy over-cover. He wasn't particularly sensitive to the cold, but the weather had been a bit much and he was still adjusting to new limb, which apparently didn't like the temperature extreme either. He didn't feel like moving yet even as he heard the soft approach of footsteps. However as he heard the door slide open and things being set down, his closed eyes twitched slightly, curious.
Slowly the ninja opened an eye, peering at the blonde. He was just going to sit there til he sat up, huh? He slid his arms out of the futon, stretching them high over his head until the right one popped loudly. He then sat up, taking notice of what the magician had been up to.
... That looked so good. His stomach gurgled in agreement as his eyes flicked back up to Fay.*
You already eat?
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Date: 2010-02-23 07:15 pm (UTC)[He doesn't even try to smile. He nudges the tray forward a little with his long fingers instead.]
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Date: 2010-02-23 10:42 pm (UTC)I'll hold you to that.
*'Figured it had been too late anyway...' And with that, he sets it aside from mind and focuses on the food. He picks up the bowl of rice eagerly and starts in on it.*
(( OOC: Damn tenses, sorry. Trying to keep them straight. XP ))
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Date: 2010-02-23 11:07 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-24 08:34 am (UTC)Hn, I got a bit of information on these phones this morning. There's a way to put filters on the dreams. Apparently they don't always work, but it's possible.
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Date: 2010-02-25 06:28 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2010-02-26 05:33 am (UTC)*He polishes off the food and leans back, sipping at the tea, glad it's still hot.*
Tch... why's it so damn cold out still?
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Date: 2010-02-26 06:38 am (UTC)[He laughs.]
Speaking of the cold, how is your arm doing?
[Yes Kuro, he's going to keep asking. DEAL WITH IT.]
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Date: 2010-02-26 07:24 am (UTC)My arm is fine, idiot. It's not like we can do anything about the cold anyway.
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Date: 2010-02-28 08:25 pm (UTC)And I'm only asking because I thought of a few things we could do if the cold is making it hurt. Kuro-sama, such a pessimist.
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Date: 2010-03-02 04:10 am (UTC)I told you, it's fine. *Glaaaancing away now. He's embarrassed just ever so slightly that Fay's fussing over him*
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Date: 2010-03-02 09:13 am (UTC)If I find out you're hiding things, and you know I will if you are, there is a possibility you might regret it.
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Date: 2010-03-04 05:08 am (UTC)*Lifts a brow over at the blonde, just what did he mean by that?* Regret it, huh?
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Date: 2010-03-04 09:12 pm (UTC)[Action - Offline Foreverandeverandever]
Date: 2010-02-24 08:38 am (UTC)[He's inside of his room, with feelings of pain and uncertainty. He lowered the Dreamberry and lied down his futon, the feelings just kept rotating in him.]
Kurogane-san... Fay-san...
[Action and omg, Syaoran so pitiful TT___TT]
Date: 2010-02-24 09:08 pm (UTC)You eat yet, kid?
[Action - baww;; they all are;; /hugs them all. Also, sorry for being slow!]
Date: 2010-02-27 02:56 am (UTC)[When he heard Kurogane's voice, his question didn't immediately register in his mind. However, he sat up and then watched the taller man standing there by the slided paper door. He tried to smile, but it was off.]
I'm not hungry yet.
[Tis okay, I am too XD;;; ]
Date: 2010-03-02 04:19 am (UTC)*Damn, he'd seen it too. Of course.*
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Date: 2010-03-03 03:07 pm (UTC)......
I'm sorry... Kurogane-san.
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Date: 2010-03-04 05:11 am (UTC)When you're hungry, I'm sure that guy will be more than happy to make you something. Just say so.
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Date: 2010-03-06 02:28 pm (UTC)[he tried to smile again, a little better this time]
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Date: 2010-03-08 07:22 am (UTC)