Come Dreamwalk With Me 5 (Open Log)
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 ( Read more... )
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 ( Read more... )
After all, it was mostly the same:
Ryuuken's attempts to deny him what he truly believed was his birthright; Sensei's death at the hands of hollows as he hide like a coward nearby, so scared and frightened to do much else.
The photograph that the sadistic bastard of a captain of the Twelfth Division had shown him, the one that showed what had remained of his Grandfather's soul after the Captain had completed his damned research .
Various random Hollow attacks, sometimes with the others and sometimes not; although he dreaded the ones where Kurosaki, Inoue, Sado or the others were there, because he had always been too little, too late, powerless to stop them because he had been a fool and couldn't let go of his pride long enough to keep his powers.
Yoshino's death, after all the two had done to try and protect the other from whatever Kariya's plans had been at the time....
And while the memory of his father shooting him in the chest with a spirit arrow was a relatively new addition to his dream cycle, it was one of the ones he had felt he most deserved. After all, he had been the one that foolishly lost what he had been so damn proud of, and all he could think of while running from his father in the underground training facility that had been built under the hospital, his eyes wide as he watched him shoot him in the chest again was that Ryuuken had been right.
That he truly did not have the talent to be a Quincy.]
[She'll see this too, since that's how he looked right after Daddy shot him]
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[At least this might buy them some time before his dreams found them again.]
[Once the marble was solid beneath their feet, she let go of his shoulder and took a step back.]
Are you alright?
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I am.
[After all, it's nothing he hasn't gone through before.]
What did you do?
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Well, you were in trouble, so I took us someplace safe... ish.
[The streets of Calabi-Yau had their own dangers. But she'd brought him to a section of the city where nothing bad had happened to her. If her memories behaved--which, admittedly they hadn't, lately, at least not in certain situations--that mean this place was safer than most.]
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[Not that he's complaining. He'd rather not deal with the figure of his Father for the night.]
[Glances around himself, before turning his eyes back towards the stranger.]
Where are we?
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So, you know you're dreaming!
[Well, that took care of some things.]
We're in my head, now. My memories, actually. This is the city I lived in before I came to the Thor.
[Looking around Uryuu might notice that the buildings surrounding are huge, luxurious, each and every one. But they are also abandoned and falling into disrepair. The cracked streets are silent, eerily so. They might as well be the only two people in this world.... but it isn't true.]
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[Unconsciously rubs at his chest. He knows Ryuuken's not here, because he knows that the man would have had a few choice words to say to him about his decision if he was.]
[Meet Ishida's logical side.]
[He glances around again, taking in the sights and tempted to ask what had happened, but he doesn't feel that he should, at least not yet, seeing as she hasn't started asking him about his own.]
I see... you have powers over someone's dreams?
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[The girl tilts her head to the side. This is the first time anyone's offered such an explanation.]
I can only change things if I'm dreaming with them. It's the only time I ever do dream.
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[He knows his father keeps tabs on him, how else would he have known that he had lost his abilities?]
Ah....
[Realizes he should probably be more freaked out by this, but hey, he's already seen some strange things. He's on a space ship, for instance, and he really doesn't want to think about the ten eyed woman that seemed to be eying him earlier when he was wandering around.]
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The one who shot you?
[Nearby, there was a chunk of building that had fallen into the street, and Polly went over to settle down onto it. The piece of rubble is just big enough that her feet dangle a bit]
Do you dream about him a lot?
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Yes.
[To both.]
[Follows her.]
[Ponders a moment, on if he should tell her or not. Seeing how much she's seen already....]
That man would be considered my father.
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[In the distance, what sounds like a child's scream can be heard, a woman's voice shouting angrily. Polly recognizes the voices' owners only too well. She closes her eyes and concentrates, and the sound fades away.]
That's awful.
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[Even if he hadn't known what the agreement entailed when he had made it.]
[At the sound of the scream and voice, his head snaps in that direction, then back to look at the woman.]
What was that?
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Just a memory. Don't worry.
[She glances back at him.]
What agreement?
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To help me get back something that I lost.
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