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Report 008 [Action of Various Kinds/Voice] | AU Post, Backdated to Early Morning of the 24th

Apr 24, 2011 21:36

[The night of the twenty-third of April was punctuated with the most terrifyingly, impossibly detailed dreams that Robert could ever recall having.

( Terrifying dream tl;dr here )

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[Action] i_speak_softly April 25 2011, 01:54:02 UTC

[Don answers the door in a few moments, wearing only a ratty pair of sweat pants and clutching a book that isn't his journal. He looks tired and worn, and turns away from the door without saying anything.]

[Action] semper_cogitans April 25 2011, 02:23:12 UTC

[Robert's panic lowers enough for him to notice how Don looks.]

...

... [Shakily, Robert steps into his apartment, not caring who sees, and closes the door behind him.]

D-Donatello... I... I-I had very strange dreams... And I'm... n-not sure what they mean...

[Ramblingly, because he knows he sounds completely insane:] I mean, I don't know how much dreams actually indicate, it could just be my imagination, or be some kind of Shift, but it doesn't make sense...

[He stops, breathing heavily, and presses a sweat-slicked palm to his face, over his familiar-but-askew glasses.]

I-I'm sorry.

I sound insane.

[Action] i_speak_softly April 25 2011, 02:26:01 UTC

[To other people, maybe. Don is used to your rambling.]

It couldn't be another Shift already...

[He moves further into the apartment, and lays the book down very gently on a shelf.]

[Action] semper_cogitans April 25 2011, 02:29:05 UTC

They don't usually come this close together. But... b-but, the alternative... [The alternative is that my imagination is either ridiculously complex, or I'm going insane.

Robert figured it wasn't the former. He had never been good at imagining. Remembering was his forté. Not imagining. The amount of detail in those flickering moments of dreaming was far more than there should have been.]

...

I'm afraid of what this might mean... [He makes a few furtive clutching motions at nothing.]

[Action] i_speak_softly April 25 2011, 02:33:01 UTC

[Don sits heavily on the couch, making a vague gesture for Robert to join him.] What did you dream?

[Action] semper_cogitans April 25 2011, 02:40:17 UTC

[Robert sits next to Don and lays his head on Don's shoulder, trying to seek the comfort of his brother's presence against the lingering pain of the dream.]

... I dreamed of... a place. A city made out of metal... so much bigger than Luceti Valley. But I don't have an imagination like that.

...

A-And then I remember... dreaming about... p-putting needles in myself... Like medical procedures, but... But it wasn't in a hospital. [He struggles to maintain these memories that seem to want to stubbornly evade him.]

And... the last part I remember was... remembering people here, but in strange ways. Different ways. Like...

[The one part he remembers best...] ...you weren't my brother anymore.

[He shakes his head, biting his lip hard.]

[Action] i_speak_softly April 25 2011, 11:40:51 UTC

[Don automatically puts his arm around Robert's shoulders, and rests his head on his brother's.]

I dreamed of a city too. Huge buildings. A room underground. And... her.

[Action] semper_cogitans April 25 2011, 17:27:33 UTC

[Foreign concepts. So different from his dream...]

... Her?

[Should he press? He isn't sure if he should.

His hand seeks out his brother's leathery fingers and twines in them.]

[Action] i_speak_softly April 25 2011, 19:54:15 UTC

[A ragged sniffle. He clutches your hand reflexively, and you might feel damp spots seeping through your hair.]

My mom.

[Action] semper_cogitans April 25 2011, 20:39:09 UTC

[His biological mother who the mun is assuming might be April was a sore spot at the best of times, and dreaming about her... That had to hurt.

Robert's voice is a whisper.]

I-I'm sorry...

... [He pulls his brother closer at the feeling of wetness against the side of his head, turns his own face to brush his nose against Don's cheek. He hates this. He hates this infernal Shift-or-whatever-it-is and how it is throwing everything into chaos.]

Y-You... you don't have to tell me, but if you want to talk... you know I'd always listen.

[Action] i_speak_softly April 25 2011, 23:00:43 UTC

[A deep, shivering breath.] We were in some kind of underground chamber - me and Raph and Mike, and Splinter, and - um - Leonardo. [He screws up his face in momentary confusion, then continues.] We went up to ground-level. To an apartment building. She was living there, just like I remember her... [Another pause while he collects himself.] We drank hot chocolate, and then - then everything was on fire, and I couldn't see her anymore... [He trails off, choking on sobs.]

[Action] semper_cogitans April 25 2011, 23:12:50 UTC

[Leonardo? That didn't make sense... what was he doing there? He wasn't even related to them...

The rest just sounds horrifying. To just go to her apartment, and suddenly to have everything on fire...

Robert makes a small, soft, strangled noise of pain and embraces his brother fiercely, desperately, trying to stem off the pain with a sheer wall of pure love for him, even knowing it probably won't help.]

Wh-what should we do...? ...

[He shakes his head; gently, slowly.] You... you shouldn't stay alone, if you're having dreams like that...

I... I wonder if the whole village is having dreams of this nature...?

[Action] i_speak_softly April 26 2011, 01:07:42 UTC

[Don draws his feet up, tucking them under himself. He doesn't think either of them is going far tonight.]

Where's your journal ...?

[The only way to get news in the Valley.]

[Action] semper_cogitans April 26 2011, 01:20:41 UTC

[After a moment, Robert produces said journal from his person in the same practised way he's always done. He keeps the book with him constantly, here - just like in Luceti proper.]

... [Wordlessly, he opens the journal (perhaps making the aforementioned calls as well? Maybe sometime soon?) and in the meantime notes the increasing number of transmissions about dreams.]

...

It certainly looks like this is spreading...

[Action] i_speak_softly April 26 2011, 01:24:20 UTC

[Don will sit, quiet and pensive, while Robert speaks with his friends and listens in on others' conversations. It doesn't take a Shift for him to dream about his mother, and he's not convinced that his dreaming of her tonight wasn't just a coincidence.]

[Action] semper_cogitans April 26 2011, 01:56:35 UTC

[Robert would've been tempted to just dismiss it as coincidence, but...]

There's mounting evidence in favour. Though normally I wouldn't be inclined to trust statistics so early, but... [He starts scribbling out mathematical formulae, trying to calculate the logistics of this, the likelihood that this could be just a blip...]

... I wonder... wh-what it all means, exactly...

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