Trapped in a Nightmare

[noctaeress]

It had been about half an hour since the group who had volunteered (and not volunteered) to join the dreamscape first arrived into the setting Sylvani provided. Though they could not see her, they could at least hear her voice. She had explained to them that this was one of the major battles between the more powerful dreamwalkers and the invading

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[nolessthanseven]

Seriously?

[it was a good thing Isabelle is always prepared, even when she doesn't expect anything to happen. Despite just having woken up, she's ready and willing to take on whatever is thrown at them; her whip is already uncoiled and at her side.] No way I'm letting something like this take me out.

[storychained]

It'd be way out of character if you did.

[Ange steps up beside Isabelle, not looking over at the other girl. Fight or not fight, there's a necessity now for them to work together... she thinks. A single golden butterfly drifts past her shoulder, and the ghost of a smirk appears on her features.]

... Ready?

[nolessthanseven]

[she heard Ange before she saw her, and even then didn't bother looking over. It was the butterfly she glanced up to, and she barely resists the urge to roll her eyes.]

I was born ready. [quite literally, too. Isabelle lunges towards the nearest noctaere, snapping her whip towards it with the intent of rending it limb from limb.]

[storychained]

[Ange lowers her head slightly as Isabelle moves forward. Well, it's now or never.]

Come, arise...

[It might not even work. She hasn't been able to summon them yet, since she's been in Somarium... But, maybe...]

Mammon of Greed!

[Ange suddenly draws a labored breath, but at the same time, a deadly-looking metal stake appears in the air. The weapon emits a strange, metallic, high-pitched giggle before shooting forward through the air, piercing one of the noctaere through the head.]

[nolessthanseven]

[well, that was...surprising. Izzy only caught the barest glimpse of it as the stake blew by her - before she gave her whip another tug to tear the head off the noctaere she was fighting - but she recognised well enough that maybe Ange was an okay partner.

[But she doesn't say anything for now, merely turning on one heel to snap it towards a noctaere that was focused upon the redhead.]

[storychained]

[Ange's not at all surprised that Izzy is a good fighter, but it's interesting to see nonetheless. It also isn't entirely a surprise that her friend uses a whip, either...]

Come, arise... Lucifer of Pride!

[A second stake appears alongside the first. For some reason, though, summoning them is more tiring now than it usually is.

Still, though, she sends the weapons forward through the heads of a few of the noctaere.]

[nolessthanseven]

[it shouldn't be that surprising, no. Isabelle glances over at Ange, wondering if she can keep that up forever. Runes burn on her bare shoulders and calves as she moves.]

You going to be able to keep up?

[storychained]

I'll be fine. [Well, she's not really sure. Still, though, she aims a well-practice high kick at one of the nearby monsters.]

What about you?

[nolessthanseven]

I'm more than fine. This is what I'm made for, remember?

[storychained]

[The redhead just nods.] Yeah.

[And then exhales heavily.] ... Of course, as soon as we're given a chance for information, it turns out to be a trap.

[nolessthanseven]

Always. It's a dream world, not paradise. Nothing here ever goes right. You think it's working out, and then bam! Falls apart all over again.

[this might be a hint.]

[storychained]

[Ange looks away. That stung.]

... By that logic, it'd be more of a nightmare world.

[nolessthanseven]

[it's a hint towards a number of things. Either way, she got the reaction she wanted.]

That doesn't sound appropriate to you?

[storychained]

No. It's so boring around here that most of the time it's barely passable as a dream. No wonder it keeps us asleep for so long.

Something is changing Somarium.

[nolessthanseven]

[she shrugs, snapping her whip towards another of the creatures, flaying its head clean off.] What tipped you off? Was it the noctaere, or the crazy nightmare witch?

[ofredemption]

It'd be pretty pathetic if you did. [a dry voice, as a few of them in front of her are felled by a large scythe, Haseo smirking. ]

Unless you've gotten weaker last time we hung out.