23 August 2012 @ 02:03 pm
IC: Dream Post  
The space you are standing in is cold and grey and very still. There is nothing beneath your feet, nowhere to go. You hang for a long moment, in this place with no place, without direction or a proper sense of time, until the light dims...

...and your feet touch ground. Your eyes are closed. When you open them, you find yourself here.

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Sand//Mau: making something[personal profile] doesnothappen on August 27th, 2012 01:23 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
"Yes. You know it is."
RED (Arm) | Allen (Walker): over my shoulder glancing[personal profile] performing on August 27th, 2012 01:26 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
So why were there so many people from Aather here?
Sand//Mau: making something[personal profile] doesnothappen on August 27th, 2012 02:30 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
He looks startled.

"Everybody died in the wave."
RED (Arm) | Allen (Walker): over my shoulder glancing[personal profile] performing on August 27th, 2012 04:03 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
Not everyone. Not the whole world.
Sand//Mau: their names are never spoken[personal profile] doesnothappen on August 27th, 2012 04:48 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
This takes a long time to sink in, too. Finally, haltingly, he nods.

"You're right... this is... wrong."
RED (Arm) | Allen (Walker): over my shoulder glancing[personal profile] performing on August 27th, 2012 04:49 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
Anyway. You're still alive. I'm still alive. Most of these people shouldn't even be here. Something messed up here.
Sand//Mau: making something[personal profile] doesnothappen on August 27th, 2012 05:06 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
"I think... I think this is a dream."
RED (Arm) | Allen (Walker): over my shoulder glancing[personal profile] performing on August 27th, 2012 05:10 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
Probably, yeah. In that case, it doesn't have to be like this.
Sand//Mau: making something[personal profile] doesnothappen on August 27th, 2012 05:18 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
Another slow nod.

"I don't know how to change it..."
RED (Arm) | Allen (Walker): fastened on[personal profile] performing on August 27th, 2012 05:19 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
It's your dream, isn't it?
Sand//Mau: making something[personal profile] doesnothappen on August 27th, 2012 05:22 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
"I... I don't think so. I think I belong to it."
RED (Arm) | Allen (Walker): yes that makes perfect sense[personal profile] performing on August 27th, 2012 05:23 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
No. If it's a dream, then the dreamer controls it.
Sand//Mau: making something[personal profile] doesnothappen on August 27th, 2012 05:34 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
"I'm not the Mau who's doing the dreaming..."
RED (Arm) | Allen (Walker): I'M going over HERE[personal profile] performing on August 27th, 2012 05:35 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
So what? You're still Mau. This is still your dream.
Sand//Mau: making something[personal profile] doesnothappen on August 27th, 2012 05:45 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
"What should I do?"
RED (Arm) | Allen (Walker): things in the walls[personal profile] performing on August 27th, 2012 05:48 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
Think about something better -- something nicer. There's more hope than what's here, and you know it.
Sand//Mau: making something[personal profile] doesnothappen on August 27th, 2012 05:51 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
"I know... help me? Tell me..."
RED (Arm) | Allen (Walker): over my shoulder glancing[personal profile] performing on August 27th, 2012 06:19 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
Tell you what?
Sand//Mau: making something[personal profile] doesnothappen on August 27th, 2012 06:27 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
"Something to think about."
RED (Arm) | Allen (Walker): the masked avenger[personal profile] performing on August 27th, 2012 06:28 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
Think about all of us. Sapphire and your friends from Aather -- your friends from home, too. That girl, Daphne. We're all alive, just like you.
Sand//Mau: making something[personal profile] doesnothappen on August 27th, 2012 06:35 am (UTC)
Re: The Beach
"Yes..."

He closes his eyes in concentration, and the air brightens... and blurs. Everything fades to white...

And then you wake up.