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[specifythepoint]

WHO: The Dreamers; Inception crew + Arthur
WHERE: The Dreaming
WHEN: Thursday the 3rd and ongoing for a few days, until Arthur wakes up.
WARNINGS: Please warn in thread subjects!
SUMMARY: Arthur's powers go out of control, and the innocent (?) cityzens are affected.
FORMAT: As you like it! Please label your threads if they're open for other

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open to everyone, especially robert and arthur; just trippiness as far as warnings go.

[slayerpreferred]

[Buffy's brow furrows in disturbed sleep, and it isn't just because of the lack of warm body beside her. She's in the desert, and she knows this place. A place she only visits when things are bad. The first slayer is there, as silent and omnipresent as in all her recent dreams. And her dream self almost laughs.]

I didn't think you'd find me here. I thought I was really on vacation, you know? It's not fair to toy with a girl's emotions like that.

[The ancient woman tilts her head, turning to face the waves - a mirage. But Buffy can't complain, the fake imaginary sea breeze feels nice.]

Yeah, yeah. I know. Once a slayer, always a slayer. Dying didn't get me off the hook this time. You would think-- well. I guess it doesn't matter anyway.

[A beat.] You know, you could've shown up like a week ago. Or did you just come to gloat about would-be-apocalypti. I have to say, I'm disappointed. This so isn't like you.

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[Arthur is still in a suit as he stands among the rocks in the dream. It feels like he's slipping, like the fabric of the dream is pulling down, but how is that possible?

The bottom line is really that he doesn't know where he is, and he doesn't like that.]

They find you anywhere.

[slayerpreferred]

[She turns quickly on bare feet in the sand, alarmed that there's anyone else here. No one else was supposed to know this place. The First Slayer weaves her head and starts toward Arthur, but Buffy holds up a hand. And in that moment she isn't Buffy at all, but all the Slayers, past and present.]

You should not be here. [Even her voice is strange somehow, like the voice of many instead of one.]

you rang?

[dreamsonaplane]

[He always knew Buffy was a strange one. Since Robert was just a wanderer, it was easier for him to wander in and out of dreams. Though, some dreams, like the one that he was witnessing now, were harder for him to escape from.]

Buffy?

:3c

[slayerpreferred]

Ro..bert? [She turns, and so does the First Slayer. They move as if they're connected; bonded somehow.]

No one else knows this place.

[dreamsonaplane]

[it absolutely frightens robert, he stands absolutely stills, eyes darting around looking for an escape.]

You're dreaming, none of this is real.

[slayerpreferred]

It kinda depends on your definish. ...I totally just said that.

Um, so. Awkward? First Slayer, Fischer. Robert, meet... you know, her. She of the original slayage.

[dreamsonaplane]

Pardon me if I don't wave. [because this is more than just a little freaky okay buffy.]

[slayerpreferred]

She's not big on the waving either. [She leans toward the other woman to whisper something like "no killy" though she's under the precise assumption Robert can't hear them.]

What are you doing here? I mean, not that it isn't always nice... but this is usually a me-activity. Not a me-and-you...activity.

[dreamsonaplane]

Uhm, it's an accident, I promise. Sometimes I wander in and out of people's dreams. [if you die in a dream, you wake up, right? would it work here? would he be okay?]