Come Dreamwalk With Me 5 (Open Log)

[curious_copycat]

Who: Polly (curious_copycat) and anyone who feels like it.
What: Nocturnal Telepathic Shenanigans, Random CR, Drama, Exposition, Crack, Surreal Shite, Whatever You Want.
Where: In Your Head, or Polly's
When: Tonight. (But latecomers are always welcome.)
Warnings: A few of Polly's memories might come with her, and there are monsters in that thar head. Beyond that

Comments

Have this one now~

[redeyeknight]

[Bodyguarding that moron day in and day out drained Oswald. When he made it back to his room, he stripped out of his armor and left it gathered in his corner of the room, dropping to sleep the moment his head hit the pillow. How often did he dream? Not often for them to be pleasant...]

[This time though... It was something rare. Without his armor and down to his dress shirt and black pants, he was walking through a vast forest. A tall tower could be seen over several trees, but his attention was at the river and stone bridges. He seemed to be looking for someone.]

*picks up and runs away with*

[curious_copycat]

[Polly was not unfamiliar with trees. For the past week she'd been sneaking down to unofficially work at the camp, helping Ed keep an eye on the hikers.]

[What she is not familiar with, is rounding a corner in the silent city in her mind to find that a forest had sprung up in the streets, the buildings gradually fazing out. She walks past the tower, eventually approaching a river, and a bridge. She realizes, slowly that there's a pale figure approaching from the other side.]

Gah! Didn't mean literally!

[redeyeknight]

"Oswald!"

[He hasn't noticed Polly yet, but at the name, he almost turned her way. A pale woman with long silver hair wearing a blue dress runs across the bridge. Feathers decorate her hair and her dark blue eyes are bright, just like her smile. Amazingly, he's smiling too]

Gwendolyn...

"Myris and I went for a stroll. We lost track of the sun..."

`Tis nothing to worry about. I only arrived now.

Oh. :-| *sets him back down*

[curious_copycat]

[Polly starts at the sudden appearance of the woman, but instantly relaxes and smiles as they speak to one another. Rather than interrupt the scene, she chooses to hang back and watch.]

:| Don't kidnap people...

[redeyeknight]

[He raises a hand, touching her face and she flushes. It seems like they're about to kiss, but then he pauses. Actually, they both look up. Something seems to have changed]

"... Oswald?"

... Get back to the castle. Ready yourself and tell Brom to prepare my armor.

[He turns away, his eyes locking on Polly.]

I was just borrowing him. >_>

[curious_copycat]

[Polly blinks, chagrined at the thought that she might've been the cause of their apparent distress.]

[As his red eyes find her, she...]

[just kind of...]

[waves, meekly.]

Hi, Oswald.

Suuuure you were...

[redeyeknight]

[He looks back at the woman in his arms and nods, letting her go. She hurries towards the tower, but he walks over to Polly, scowling a bit]

What are you doing here?

I was! Honest and for true!

[curious_copycat]

[Polly instinctively takes half a step back as he approaches. She likes Oswald, and she doesn't want him to be angry.]

I-I'm sorry. I was walking. At home. And then there were these trees, and I followed them.

/staaaare

[redeyeknight]

[He continued to glare at Polly, but then turned away. Thunder rolls in the distance and the clouds are swirling, all of them turning a mix of red and purple as the storm brews]

... It is not safe here. You should try returning home.

:-{ *fidgets*

[curious_copycat]

[Her gaze is drawn upward to the threatening clouds, and she can't help but find them pretty.]

Why isn't it safe? Couldn't I help?

..... /pokes

[redeyeknight]

[He stares up at the clouds and his eye burns red]

... The prophecy. The world is becoming undone.

[curious_copycat]

[Polly's gaze is drawn from the clouds to that glowing eye. That was... new.]

What do you mean it's becoming undone?

[redeyeknight]

[He turns to look at Polly]

... Armageddon.

[curious_copycat]

[The girl shivers slightly at the word.]

Is there nothing we can do?

[redeyeknight]

... Little can be done now... She will fly into battle and I will head for my own before waking up once more.

[He seems to have realized this is a dream; a reoccurring one anyway.]

[curious_copycat]

Fly...?

[Polly shook her head.]

Is there any way that I can help?