Who: Are you in Luceti? You are? Okay, good. Then it includes you.
What: More Luceti Valley AU shenanigans
When: Today! Or other times, if you specify.
Where: Anywhere your heart desires~
Summary: Today the beasties arrive. And more of that dream business. Or just some more slice of life?
Rating: Intended for Immature Audiences Only
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[He takes a moment to recall everything. Even though he could see everything so clearly in his head, his desire to forget about it made some of the finer details a bit foggy.]
I was someone important. The leader of a large organization... a religion centered around reading the future. But at the same time, I wasn't really me. I was a copy of myself. I remember my dream used the word "replica".
[He glances down at his hands.] ...but I guess I was weaker than my real self. I was taken away by another man in power within the church and forced to read something he called "The Score". It told the future of the whole world from beginning to end and my body couldn't handle it. I had to stop before I reached the end.
It felt like I was just disappearing. It felt so real even though I know I was only dreaming it. [His shoulders are shaking.] There was a girl there apologizing to me, saying it was all her fault. I tried to say something to her but... then I died.
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And the whole sequence of him dying... That's far different than Luke had ever dreamed of. He purses his lips, then reaches to wrap an arm around Ion's shaking shoulders. He's... not sure what to say at first. "Replica", "The Score", Ion himself... it all sounded so familiar. Luke isn't sure whether he should tell Ion that, or if he should focus on trying to comfort him and try to understand what the meaning behind that dream was. His mother was always better at that than he was...]
It's scary how real dreams can be sometimes...
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...it's strange. It felt as if that dream was the end. As if... I feel as if I wouldn't be able to dream anymore if I fell asleep. [He stares down at the ground; his hands are shaking too. He grips the side of the bed to try and keep them steady.] Somehow that... it scares me. I have no reason to be afraid of something as simple as a dream, but...
[He shakes his head and takes another calming breath.] ...I'm sorry. I must seem like a real mess right now, getting so worked up over this...
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