Characters: Bridge
handy_psychic, a brief cameo appearance by Spike
blue_shields, and OPEN to anyone who wants to visit
Date/Time: May 15th, mid-day onward
Location: The temporary clinic, the Wilderness
Rating: G, may or may not need to raise
Summary: Bridge has a freakout after having a strange dream that's not his own and ends up in the infirmary. His friends may come to
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"Hey you," she said quietly. "Feeling better?"
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"Hey," he replied. "...I guess I am. I don't really remember what happened last night. I don't even really remember making that entry or all those replies."
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"Hey... don't worry about it, okay? Everybody will understand," she said with a more confident smile. "Anyway, spill. What's wrong?"
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"...I've been keeping something from you guys," he finally confessed, peering between his fingers at Lucy. "I know I shouldn't have, but I didn't want to worry anyone."
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Remembering some recent journal entries, Wolf decided to see if anyone he knew was in the infirmary. Perhaps they could use some company. Once inside, he spotted Bridge in one of the beds. Feeling concerned about him, and wondering what was wrong, Wolf walked over. He managed a smile and a wave, and said, "Hello, Bridge.. How are you doing?" Although, since the man was in the infirmary and lying down, he could not be doing too well, so he added, "I mean to say, is there anything I can do for you?"
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"Hey, Wolf," he replied. "...I think I'm going to be OK, but thank you. I'm resting now- Spike's orders." He bit his lip, then pushed his sheets off and rubbed the back of his head. "I'm sorry if I worried you. And it seems like I'm not the only one who had a disturbing dream- how about you?"
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"About the dreams... Mine wasn't so much disturbing as it was sad and unfair. There was a man accused of being the reason for someone's death. From the sound of things, the person who died was a woman. I'm not sure who she was, or even whose dream I had." While he was talking about the dream, Wolf's expression became slightly more serious, and the smile from earlier disappeared.
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He then listened to Wolf describing the dream.
"...That's got to be frustrating," he agreed. "Especially considering that you know it happened to someone else and there's nothing you can do aboutit. I don't like getting other peoples' dreams- it seems so invasive. It's the same reason I try to get permission from people before using my powers on them."
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Prongs peered through the entrance of the clinic area slowly as to not startle his friend. "Bridge?" he called out and entered, relieved when he saw the other man there.
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"Hey," Bridge replied to Prongs, giving a small wave. "How're you doing?" He seemed more well-rested, though there were still dark circles under his eyes, and a lot of his usual cheeriness had left him.
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"I'm fine, I guess. Tired and a bit shaken like a lot of people," he replied to Bridge with a sigh. He looked over at his friend and took in his appearance; it was really hard to see the normally joyful man like this and was a little more than depressing. Prongs looked away for a second saying, "The more important question is, how are you doing? Sounds like you... sounds like it was a rough night for you."
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"You're definitely not alone there," Bridge said, then rubbed the back of his head. "Yeah, it was. I'm alright NOW, but last night- I don't remember writing that journal entry and only kinda vaguely recollect Bastet bringing me here and me being given a sedative so I'd settle down." He closed his eyes briefly, then met Prongs' gaze. "I got this- this really strange dream, and it ended with a bunch of images crowding into my head all at once- crowding my senses. I really, truly thought that I was losing it, that my powers had gone nuts and my gloves had stopped working. I calmed down a little when Bastet and Raise told me that they were other peoples' dreams and that it's happened before, though."
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He asked.
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"Hey, Nothlit. Bad dream," he explained. "I'm sorry if I freaked you out. Well- I guess you've heard by now that we've all been getting other peoples' birth dreams, huh? I got one- one that ended with a bunch of images suddenly flowing into my mind all at once, and it felt like my head was going to explode. I honestly thought that something had happened with my powers and that I was going insane. I don't remember writing that journal entry at all."
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I had was pretty freaky.> He debated over telling Bridge, and then decided that it probably couldn't hurt.
He turned his head to preen himself out of nervousness.
Nothlit fell quiet for a few long moments, before he 'spoke' again.
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"That does sound upsetting," he said quietly. "I can't believe that anyone would say something like that to you, though. It's good to know we're not alone in having had really upsetting dreams, at least."
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She spent her time sketching, until she was pretty sure Bridge's other company had departed. Snapping her sketchbook shut, she headed over to the entrance and peered in, unable to hide her worry. "...Bridge?"
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