♥ dream 001 ♥ blood bath

[rouge_blood]

Warnings: A lot of blood and death?
Effect: Pure joy and happiness turned into complete shock and horror, which can lead to devastation and self-loathing.

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[1blackcat]

[Omi stares at the screen. The images themselves were not disturbing to him. The sense of empathy through the dream was unexpected, however, and perhaps hit a little too close to home. His expression seems lost.]

Why...?

[rouge_blood]

[Stares back at the boy, still with tears in her eyes.]

I would like to know the same thing.

[1blackcat]

[Omi's struck hard by the tears. Her grief is palpable.

He has no words for that kind of sorrow, for he knows none will help. It's several seconds before he speaks again.]

Just a dream...?

[rouge_blood]

Angelina nods and manages to push out a smile. She's a professional at these kinds of things, after all. And the boy surely wants to help, she highly values such kindness.]

Yes, you're right. Just a nightmare, nothing to get too upset for.

[1blackcat]

[Omi allows another moment of silence. Then he nods once and offers a sad smile.]

I think it would be more worrisome if it weren't upsetting at all. Don't you think?

[rouge_blood]

Yes, you're correct again. [Although she could never be indifferent about something like this, no matter how many people she might kill in the future.]

Thank you. [Angelina offers a smile as a gratitude, this time more sincere than the first.] I'm Madame Red, by the way.

[1blackcat]

[Madame Red. A very suiting name by the looks of it. Undoubtedly an alias, but sometimes real names were best left behind.

He's visibly a little surprised to see her perk up, but after the moment of confusion, seems to follow her lead and smile with more confidence.] Omi Tsukiyono. Nice to meet you.

[rouge_blood]

Nice to meet you, too, Omi. I'm really sorry you had to see this. These kinds of dreams couldn't be a frequent occurrence here, could they?

[1blackcat]

I... I don't know. I only just arrived myself, so...

[He certainly hopes they aren't frequent, or he's in big trouble.

Then, as though having a minor epiphany, his eyes widen.]

Could it be, you're new, too?

[rouge_blood]

Yes, I am. I got here... exactly a week ago. How interesting.

[Did this small anniversary had anything to do with this dream? No, Angelina supposed it was just a coincidence.]

[1blackcat]

That... One week for me, too. To the day. Strange...

[Who's contemplating coffee instead of sleep tonight now? :D]

[rouge_blood]

Yes, strange indeed.

[Funny you mentioned it, Angelina was thinking the same thing.]

[1blackcat]

[The silence seems awkward. Omi thinks a change of subject is in order.]

Do you have any friends from home here?

[rouge_blood]

Not exactly... My nephew Ciel Phantomhive and his butler Sebastian Michaelis are here, as well as Grell Sutcliff. [Angelina doesn't know what else to say about Grell, so just keeps silent.]

What about you?

[1blackcat]

[Omi doesn't know any of them, but it seems odd-- odd and sad-- that Ciel doesn't seem counted amongst the friends. He won't ask, however.]

Y...Yeah. I do. All of my friends from home are here.

[Awkward but genuine smile.]

I hope that you and your friends are reunited soon.

[rouge_blood]

That's good. At least this way the place doesn't seem so strange, does it?

[Smiles back.

For a moment Madame even wondered, who her friends were. Of course, she new many people, most of them with a great influence, but that's common for as social noblewoman as her. Then she dropped the subject, not that it mattered anyway.]

Thank you.