--- (dream)

[absinthe_eyed]

[A dream pops into being-not dramatically, but quietly. Hesitantly, almost. The surroundings are vague and indistinct; they’re irrelevant. The ground is solid enough to walk on, but it feels unstable as if it might tilt away at any moment. Justin is present, staring at the featureless walls, barely there himself. He appears to flicker like an

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[dreamsofnoah]

[She'd been watching, watching, so used to watching dreams. It was even better when she didn't have to be the one to drag them up from a person's subconscious. Dreams said so much about the person having them.

She waited until it was over, knowing he wouldn't hear her giggles as golden eyes took everything in.] Such a child, Justin. Suicide? Crime? Relentless fire? [a scream of laughter]

So you still remember~ our game. [said in a whisper, hushed, finger held up to her lips] We had fun that time, didn't we, Justin?

[dreamsofnoah]

I only leave dreams when I want to.

[grinning, because two can play that way]

Or maybe I could make sure you didn't~ wake up this time.

[absinthe_eyed]

You can't control my dream.

[He isn't entirely certain, actually, but it's a sound theory.]

[dreamsofnoah]

[See that grin, Justin? Far too wide to be normal.]

It's a dream, Justin. It doesn't matter whose mind it comes from, it'll listen to me.

[absinthe_eyed]

[He watches her for a moment, trying to decide whether or not she's lying. The clear conclusion is that she's probably not and he ought to avoid tempting fate. When Road becomes involved in dreams, they tend to become more dangerous. If she pushed him over the edge, he might end up with every bone in his body broken upon waking up.

The balcony is replaced by an equally run-down room--the inside of the lodge. There's a fire going and a cool breeze coming in through the broken windows.]

What would have happened if you had pushed me?

[dreamsofnoah]

Ooh...

[She's distracted and goes to sit down in front of the fire, stretching her toes out towards it.]

I hadn't decided. Maybe you'd be stuck there for days not able to wake up and broken to pieces~.

[absinthe_eyed]

[Of course Road likes fires. She probably enjoys starting them, as well.]

Oh.

[He still has a gun. Shooting himself out of spite would probably end poorly, as well.]

[dreamsofnoah]

[She actually seems quite cosy and settled there. Tsk, always thinking the worst of her. SHe tosses her head to the side to look back at him.]

Oh~?

[There's nothing to say she'd let him die, after all.]

[absinthe_eyed]

How would doing that benefit you?

[Justin is pretty sure she'd just do it for fun, but he always hopes he'll get a rational answer out of her. Maybe someday.]

[dreamsofnoah]

Maybe you'd learn something.

[And then there was the fun aspect too of course.]

[absinthe_eyed]

Such as...?

[dreamsofnoah]

I'm sure you'd figure it out in a few days of lying there!

[absinthe_eyed]

[That makes Justin slightly uncomfortable. The fire dies abruptly.]

Stop threatening me.

[dreamsofnoah]

Hey, I was enjoying that!

[not getting up from in front of it though.]

I wasn't. I don't threaten people.

[absinthe_eyed]

You can control dreams. Make your own fire.

[In retrospect, Justin thinks that that may have been an unwise thing to say.]

Then what do you call it?

[dreamsofnoah]

[very unwise. The whole place is now on fire :|]

Good idea! And I was only thinking out loud. I don't threaten things, I do~ them.