Well. I can honestly say that's the first time I've been tossed out of a place in the Bazaar because I 'scare small children'. (Which is bollocks. I'm pretty sure the old lady running the place was the only one frightened.)
...Out of curiosity, I don't suppose any of you would have tips on wielding axes, would you?
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I'll take your word for it.
[Not too long from now, Bastet will get a visitor walking through the door of her establishment. A rather tall one since the monstrous boots add about three inches, and the ridiculous top knot adds a couple more yet. She might not recognize him as Gene right off the bat, but the black and white make-up and all black ensemble fit the description of 'death clown' pretty well. And if that doesn't give it away, the axe-shaped guitar probably clenches it.]
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Little strange isn't it? You don't realize how big it is until you're right there in the middle of it.
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Yeah. And it's not the first time I've seen it in a dream, but it always takes me off guard--I don't think space travel is common back home.
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[He wasn't surprised by how space travel seemed foreign to her. It didn't seem common to many here, especially to those who seemed to have some kind of tie to 'magic'.]
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[Her voice was dry, belying the overall unsettling tone of the dream]
And he wasn't in a ship--he was outside, with some kind of protective glass over his face.
[Motions in front of her face, mimicking the helmet]
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Of course.
[Between the motions and her description, it was easy to get what Bastet was referencing.] A flight suit?
[His expression took on a puzzled tone. Sure there were reasons for going out in space outside of a vehicle, but somehow it didn't seem like the sort of thing that would happen often enough to happen in a dream.]
Huh. Wonder what that was about. I can't see much reason for him to float about outside a vehicle. ...Not that the dreams have to make sense.
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[She'd had the dream about two years ago, after all]
He didn't know at the time. If he ever figured it out, he didn't tell me.
[She sure as hell wasn't going to mention the explosion just after that. While she knew dreams weren't always literal, she still saw no need to mention her faint, stubborn suspicions, fed by both the dream and other little bits of information over the years.]
Anyway. I just wanted to let you know--having someone else's dream always feels like an invasion of privacy.
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[All for the better that she doesn't mention it, probably. Between the explosion he saw in Gundam's dream, the disappearance in his own dream, and the little hints he's gotten here and there? It would just build up to a very unpleasant conclusion.]
I appreciate it. [He gave her a rueful smile as he pushed up from the counter he'd taken to leaning on.] You're definitely one of the better candidates, if someone had to see it.
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