Twelth Dream

[un_forgetting]

Warnings: Crack. Pure, unadulterated crack. Also, given the crack, the actions in the dream are likely very very much not IC. ;D;;
Dream Effects: A sense of swelling joy and relaxation, with a faint undercurrent of ‘what the fuck’.

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[scientize]

[She called it.]

Yes, of course.

[un_forgetting]

I don't want to hear it. [...He looks a little...drawn, Naomi.]

[scientize]

[God, she really will become your fag hag.]

No comeback? What`s wrong with you?

[un_forgetting]

He's dead.

[scientize]

[Fuck fuck fuck fuck. She doesn`t joke about death. She personally knows how deeply it can cut a person and drive them to do things they`d never dream of.]

Oh! I`m so- I apologize. [Yes, that will be the only apology you will ever get.] I had no idea.

[un_forgetting]

[He laughs, cold and thoroughly miserable.]

You aren't the one who killed him.

[scientize]

I suppose not. [And good for that. She has enough blood on her hands as it is.

Her expression changes, something cold and calm, as she tilts her head inwards towards the screen. It`s an reaction of understanding, as if she only hopes his answer to her next question is yes.]

Did you take care of whoever did?

[un_forgetting]

[And she will never again hear such a broken sounding laugh.]

I can't. Even I don't have that kind of power.

[scientize]

It`s hard that way, isn`t it?

How long ago?

...Mun is assuming this is a conversation on the 19th.

[un_forgetting]

...Sunset.

1/? I lol`d

[scientize]

Wha-

2/4

[scientize]

Only a few hours ago..?

3/4

[scientize]

[There`s a brief flash of anger in her eyes. Naomi feels a bit misled, but even she isn`t so selfish to stay sidetracked on that feeling for long.]

4/4

[scientize]

... [This really isn`t her comfort zone. The most she can offer is sex to help him release a bit of that rage.]

I...Hm...I see.

GODDAMMIT ENTER KEY.

[un_forgetting]

'Only'? [His eyes flare with a deep, ancient sort of rage.]

I have lived so long that I have watched everyone [Else] I cared about die and be reborn and forget all they knew of me, and then only constant I have ever had is that he has always been the one who survived everything else.

[He never meant to be misleading. He's hurt and reeling, and furious.]

The amount of time doesn't matter. That death is so cheap here doesn't matter. He was still taken from me.

[scientize]

[Her tone hardens slightly though her expression remains as sombre as before.]

I didn`t mean anything of the sort so don`t get bitchy at me. Like you said, I didn`t do it.

Now, are you going to tell me what occured so I can tell you what I think about the situation?