[A field sounds nice. He so rarely has dreams, you know, when they're lucid enough for him to actually remember them - beyond the drugs he usually takes and the mess that is his head, half of them end up being forgotten.
But it's easy enough to tell that it's a dream - while he still feels that odd security that not being human leaves him with, the sun is high in the sky - noon - and he's perfectly fine sitting there. Likewise, the odd sunflowers, popping up from the ground with the rest of the flowers (roughly the same size, all rather small) definitely indicate that it's a dream.
...he's not really sure what to make of something like this.]
[Perhaps part of the not-rightness here is the odd clarity in the air. Things pop out at you. Like the way that the sun illuminates the dust particles dancing in the air, or the way that the colors are far too vibrant to be normal.]
[Was this path always here, Allen? A dirt path, wide enough for a car to drive on and divided in half by a thin strip of grass. It's leading to the top of a hill in the distance.]
[No. In fact, he's fairly certain it wasn't there at all, not a few moments ago. But attempting to look back on it (and how odd that is, trying to remember a dream while still dreaming. That wasn't supposed to happen, was it?) he couldn't quite recall what it had looked like without the path.
He lingers though, long enough to pluck one of the odd, small sunflowers from the ground and place it in the pocket at it's side so that it was sticking out. An odd traveling companion (Lavi--) to accompany him through the odd dream. It only seemed fitting.
He stands then, making his way up the hill - and the further up he goes, the more the lingering scent of flowers fades, until when he looks back the field he'd left moments before is completely barren.]
1/... 2, I think.marreddreamsOctober 22 2010, 00:37:26 UTC
[Barren, like a desert. Only not. It's missing the heat and the desolace that usually makes up a desert. And the colors are no where near as vibrant. Even the sky is subdued. Perhaps you shouldn't have left that field.]
[The scent of the flowers seems to be fading with every step he takes, but there's another smell there, now. Smokey. Like cloves, cedar, and sandalwood. Chase that scent; it's coming from your new traveling companion. Smell familiar?]
[The top of the hill, at first, seems completely mundane. There isn't anything special here. Nothing but more barren fields and rolling hills and nothing-but-not-nothingness.]
Where is he? On a train, of course, laying back in the upper compartments for handbags and watching the people down below walk by. He's rather used to his dreams feeling off by now; in fact it's rare when they don't. Since his awakening they've always had a sense of lucidity to them, even strong since the Ark and the boy and that damned sword of his.
But for now, he's going to pull out a cigarette from nowhere and watch the people pass. What are dreams for, after all, if not an escape from reality?
[How long has it been since you've last seen someone pass through this train car, though? Five minutes? Five hours? Perhaps five days, or five years... that's the thing about these dreams, time doesn't seem just right.]
[Regardless of how long it has been since the last person has strolled by, the train has been eerily quiet. It's been a while since the whistle has gone off as well, and there's only been the constant chugging from the wheels along the tracks.]
[It's starting to get cramped up here in this compartment, isn't it? At least it feels that way. Not that Tyki is going to have a lot of time to dwell on it. The door entering this car opens, although there aren't any proceeding sounds of feet on the train floor.]
I can totally tag in a timely manner, really ><;senseofsaudadeOctober 25 2010, 16:57:42 UTC
[That is a bit odd, normally the people- faceless or otherwise- pass through fairly frequently. Tyki swings down from the compartment and onto the floor, stuffing his hands in his over-sized pockets when he lands. He heads towards the door, curious.]
It's totally okay~marreddreamsOctober 25 2010, 20:18:12 UTC
[It seems the visitor hasn't moved from the doorway to this train car - and what would you know, but said visitor is a very beautiful woman. Tall, limber, dark hair falling in gentle waves down her back, legs for miles, and a pair of devious green eyes. She's dressed in a small sheer robe that's nearly entirely see-through -- and she certainly isn't wearing anything underneath it.]
[The woman leans against the doorway, arching against it, and offers Tyki a grin. You know you want me.]
[A shame, because as soon as he starts walking toward her, she'll start walking away.]
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But it's easy enough to tell that it's a dream - while he still feels that odd security that not being human leaves him with, the sun is high in the sky - noon - and he's perfectly fine sitting there. Likewise, the odd sunflowers, popping up from the ground with the rest of the flowers (roughly the same size, all rather small) definitely indicate that it's a dream.
...he's not really sure what to make of something like this.]
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[Was this path always here, Allen? A dirt path, wide enough for a car to drive on and divided in half by a thin strip of grass. It's leading to the top of a hill in the distance.]
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He lingers though, long enough to pluck one of the odd, small sunflowers from the ground and place it in the pocket at it's side so that it was sticking out. An odd traveling companion (Lavi--) to accompany him through the odd dream. It only seemed fitting.
He stands then, making his way up the hill - and the further up he goes, the more the lingering scent of flowers fades, until when he looks back the field he'd left moments before is completely barren.]
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[The scent of the flowers seems to be fading with every step he takes, but there's another smell there, now. Smokey. Like cloves, cedar, and sandalwood. Chase that scent; it's coming from your new traveling companion. Smell familiar?]
[The top of the hill, at first, seems completely mundane. There isn't anything special here. Nothing but more barren fields and rolling hills and nothing-but-not-nothingness.]
[Except for in the west.]
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But for now, he's going to pull out a cigarette from nowhere and watch the people pass. What are dreams for, after all, if not an escape from reality?
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[Regardless of how long it has been since the last person has strolled by, the train has been eerily quiet. It's been a while since the whistle has gone off as well, and there's only been the constant chugging from the wheels along the tracks.]
[It's starting to get cramped up here in this compartment, isn't it? At least it feels that way. Not that Tyki is going to have a lot of time to dwell on it. The door entering this car opens, although there aren't any proceeding sounds of feet on the train floor.]
[Perhaps you should see who your new visitor is.]
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Oi, what's this now?
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[The woman leans against the doorway, arching against it, and offers Tyki a grin. You know you want me.]
[A shame, because as soon as he starts walking toward her, she'll start walking away.]
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