Wandering dreams, real nightmares

[belle_heaven]

Rose has acquired a gun. Where from, no one is really sure, though the Narration believes that she stole it from somewhere

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[deny_the_beast]

Sleepwalking on the streets of Chicago probably isn't the best thing for anyone's health, but Parker's been doing it ever since he got here. He's got himself a bit of a regular pattern now- he'll get himself completely smashed, pass out somewhere stupid, sleepwalk to another part of town, where he'll wake up not knowing where he is. He'll walk out the massive hangover he invariably has, then find himself at another bar. And the cycle will start all over again.

Needless to say, he's in sleepwalking mode again, not really aware of what's going on. So when he bumps into something- possibly someone?- he doesn't really notice.

[belle_heaven]

Rose yelps and the next thing she knows, her gun is trained on a...sleeping man.

Huh. She wasn't expecting that one. Slowly, cautiously, she puts her gun away, flicking the safety one.

"Excuse me...? Sir, I think you need to wake up now. Sir?"

Rose might be Torchwood, but hell if she knows what to do with the sleeping walking guy.

[deny_the_beast]

Parker sort of grunts in his sleep, a little disturbed but not fully awake yet.

He's not dreaming, just sort of passed out, walking in a dream of inky, unfeeling black darkness.

It's nice, but, again... sleepwalking on Chicago streets. Not the safest thing on the planet to do.

[belle_heaven]

Rose is highly unsure what to do in this situation.

Part of her says to just go, obviously this is a pattern for the man.

Part of her says to wake him up.

She is currently contemplating her course of action.