Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Third Dream Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Forwarded to late night

[byakkoyagirl]

[Written; Near night time (Paprika isn't visible as she isn't imposing her image)]

I hope everyone has a good dream tonight.

[It ends there. She won't be answering anyone who tries responding. If anything it's only a precaution, so no one can say she didn't warn them. Even if she didn't make herself obvious - it wouldn't be much of a surprise if

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Dream Time!

[goldenglasses]

[When Paprika enters Vash's dream she'll find herself on a large spaceship. It really isn't so surprising what Vash is dreaming about with Rem having just shown up in Luceti earlier that day.

If she explores this ship a little more she'll find a little boy with spiky hair that for a couple weeks had once been her nephew floating down the halls with a chess box hugged tightly to his chest.]

I'm going to beat Knives this time! I just know it!

[If she follows along without alerting him or calling out he'll stop by a door that leads into a large room filled with grass and a single apple tree. Under that tree is a boy and a woman who appear to be waiting for Vash.]

[byakkoyagirl]

[At first Paprika isn't quite sure where she is. She certainly feels light-headed...and light-body for that matter, finding herself lightly floating, but isn't sure what to make of it. For a few moments she is wandering around, wondering whose dream she crept into, when she sees the boy going down the hall.

...Oh...she recognizes him, doesn't she? She smiles and slowly trails behind, making sure the boy won't spot her as he goes down the hall. Once she makes it to the large room she pauses at the entrance, trying to scope out what seems to be the focused area of his dream.]

<_< Or not as I forget LJ doesn't really allow that stuff anymore.

[goldenglasses]

[The dream centers on the two boys playing their game for while, it doesn't take too long though for it to be clear that the other boy will win.]

Geeze, Vash. I told you. You have to think more than just one or two moves ahead. [It's said in a friendly, teasing manner.] You're never going to beat me if you just move without thinking it through first.

[Vash in turn laughs that he's apparently loss again with a smile.] I know, I know.

Here, let me show you want you did wrong. You were doing good until a few moves ago when you left your queen wide open. [The other boy moves the pieces around to a few moves ago. Only as he does it, the pieces turn slowly into butterflies and spiders.]

The problem is you want to save all the pieces, Vash. You can't save every pawn. [With a causal tone the other boy reaches out and kills some of the smaller spiders representing the pawns.] But you just can't do that. Sometimes you have to make the smallest sacrifice you can, so the stronger pieces can live. Like us.

[Vash meanwhile can only stare down

it shows up red for me on the email so its cool :|b

[byakkoyagirl]

[...Oh Vash. Were you really like this as a child. Paprika shakes her head, but she has to admit to some degree it is an admirable view. Even if the pawns were just pieces of plastic. Paprika quietly transforms her body to that of a fairy, as she notices the woman ushering them away. If she was going to keep up her observation she would have to do it a bit more in stealth.

So once they begin to leave for the galley, she'll follow behind slowly.]

[consultmybooks]

[The town is London. The time is late at night. The mist hangs low over the streets, turning the light cast by the oil lamps into a golden haze. Shadowy figures wander shadowy streets, unclear and undefined but for the occasional flash of recognizability.

Giles is walking along with a tall dark haired girl much younger than he is. They're both dressed in what Paprika might recognize as the costumes made famous by a certain detective and his loyal sidekick. A sheaf of papers is under Giles' arm. Occasionally, he'll pause to paste one on a wall.

The girl, for her part, is keeping up a constant stream of complaints about everything from the weather to his health. But she never stops following, and Giles never replies beyond absentminded requests for her to be quiet.]

[byakkoyagirl]

[This country...she's never been here, but she saw it in many pictures. Some area in Europe? She couldn't tell exactly, but it was certainly an old place. She walks around with a warm jacket, her body feeling something of a chill in the town, when she notices from across a street the people putting papers onto walls.

...Wait, was that...

She makes a very light 'snerk' sound, a bit amused at the get ups, and decides to trail behind. No need to disturb his dream right now. She was just observing after all, merging with the dream itself.]

[consultmybooks]

"G, I'm serious. It is stupidly cold. And I'm a Boston girl - we know cold. Way more than you wimpy English guys."

"I would beg to differ. No where in America has winters like England does."

"No where in America has idiot like England does, either. What the hell are you doing out of bed again?"

"There's work to be done. Please be quiet, Faith, you're going to upset people."

[So the banter goes. No flyer is quite the same. Some show Buffy, some show Angel - both promise a reward for information. Some show Grell Sutcliffe, some have no picture and simply proclaim the end of the world.

Eventually, however, Faith will glance over her shoulder at Paprika. She takes no action beyond that - just looks, and sees, before going back to haranguing Giles.]

[byakkoyagirl]

[Paprika stops every now and then in her pursuit, to look at the posters quietly. Faces she recognizes, faces she does not recognize. Were these pictures of those he met? And what of the odd apocalypse dictating ones?

She doesn't notice Faith glancing over, too focused on checking out the posters with a smile, until she deems them far enough away to continue her pursuit.]

[de_bel_survivor]

[It's a large castle. There's a number of strange creatures, humanoid and animal-like, around, but they don't pay attention to Paprika.

Kouki can be seen down the corridor in a black cloak, talking with a big black snowman. The snowman is almost as tall as an adult.]

[byakkoyagirl]

[Paprika will walk through the halls, a bit surprised at the scenery she sees before her (a castle? she can't remember ever being in a castle before--) when she begins to notice the strange creatures. She does not react to them, seeing them more as a part of the dream than anything, until she sees a glimpse of Kouki in the long-winding corridor.

More dreams about strange monsters? What kind of place does this kid come from?]

[de_bel_survivor]

[The snowman seems to be telling Kouki something, his speech peppered with 'hees' and 'hos'. Kouki smile, nodding at some parts.]

...and that's my report ho!

You did a great job, Frosty. Go and keep an eye on the Frosts.

Understood, ho!

[byakkoyagirl]

[...Frosty. Kind of adorable name to give a thing like that. She keeps looking on, noticing that the dream seems more calmer from the last time she saw him. How curious. Yet she does not approach, but she does not actively hide away. Not that there is much place to hide in a corridor.]

[acowardlyoak]

p Shuri does not hear the well wishing that night. Far away from the village, camped out on the beach near his closest friends, the young man dreads falling asleep in fear that the terrible secret of his nights would end up revealing itself to more than just his cousin who tends to wake up to his muffled sobs. He sleeps now because he knows he has to, to avoid seeing the snow filtering in through the roof and hear something clawing against the window panes. But it's never an easy sleep, the chaotic mess of his dreams is hardly something a young man would want to fall asleep to

[byakkoyagirl]

[A snowy land in the middle of summer? Not that Paprika can actually get hot, but the coolness of the dream is not unwelcomed. She bundles her body up in snow clothes and begins to pace herself through the snow, looking for the person who is possibly dreaming this time.

That is when she begins to notice the red on the ground. Oh god...]

Hello!? Anyone out there?!

[She calls out to the snow land. It might not be her place to interfere, but blood was not normally the sign of a good dream.]

[acowardlyoak]

[ Voice? Voices? There's a moment of unbridled panic, Shuri's hands clench and unclench the material of his bloody uniform fitfully, uncertain if that's the person he's looking for or, or...

No. They don't call out. Dead people don't move when kicked. Dead people don't speak when spoken to. Dead people just lie there, they don't... ]

O-over here!! [ He clutches his hair, whipping his head from side to side to shake away any thoughts or paranoia. ]

[byakkoyagirl]

[Paprika clothes her eyes and tries to focus on the voice, moving slowly through the cold to try and find him. She never had to deal with such grueling conditions for weather, not even during the winter months in Luceti, but she can handle this. She always came through when people needed her, and she wouldn't make an exception for this.

So after a few minutes of searching, she begins to notice a figure amongst the red. A boy...?]

Hey, are you alright!?

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[jollygreenjerk]

Uh... thanks.

[That was a kind of weird thing for her to say. He's not sure if she's being sarcastic or if she's secretly planning something. He doesn't really focus on the latter. Instead he gets all snug in his bed and starts to just drift off to sleep. Maybe if he thinks happy thoughts he won't be having any bad dreams tonite.]

[DREAM! :Dd] DIDN'T SEE THAT EITHER OKAY

[jollygreenjerk]

[WRONG. The setting is a very massive desert that seems like it stretched out forever and ever. Like deserts tend to do from time to time. There's a cactus here, a cactus there. Maybe some tumble weeds. And then there's the Hulk. Who is fighting an ENTIRE army of soldiers, tanks, helicopters, you name it. All by himself.]

RRRAAAARRRRGHHHH!! [As he's getting hit with artillery fire and other things like that he's going to smash a tank flat and then throw it like a freaking Frisbee at a helicopter. Don't worry Hulk doesn't kill people so the soldiers ARE A-OK!]

[DREAM! :Dd] I SEE IT ALL!!

[byakkoyagirl]

[Woah. Did she just get transported into a Hollywood movie or something?

Paprika quickly imagines a jeep in the space, and a bucket of popcorn, and begins to drive around from afar. Not like she needs to be close to see the gigantic monster thrashing at things. What was this dream rated...?

Still the car might not be too hard to spot for Hulk either.]

[DREAM! :Dd] WELL! bet you can't see why children love cinnamon toast crunch!

[jollygreenjerk]

ARRRRRRGAAAAHH!

[With a swift and very loud clap of his hands he creates a gigantic shockwave that knocks all the military units waaaay back which... probably wouldn't have happened in real life but this is a dream so. After panting for a little while from all this fighting he looks over at Paprika. And the jeep wtf.

He's... just going to roar loudly at her. There that should scare her away or something. WHAT ARE YOU EVEN DOING OUT HERE YOU WANNA DIE?]