Dream Class [Mandatory]

[dream_nurse]

WHO: Everyone with a dream form.
WHAT: Dream class.
WHERE: The basement infirmary.
WHEN: Thursday, after regular classes.
WARNINGS: Violence, ?

{ooc: This dream look is mandatory if your character has a dream form. If you do not participate, then next time your character will be punished >:D Backdated to 3/12.}

The school seems to be very

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Near the dorms

[durchdringen]

Belphegor didn't wait for the nurse to show up. He knew where to go after classes ended on Thursdays, and he went straight to the infirmary in the basement. The nurse was there, and she said she knew he would come down today-- that nurse seriously gave him the creeps sometimes-- and led him to his bed. As soon as he settled down in bed and heard the nurse wish him a good sleep, Bel drifted into the dream class.

Or, at least, he knew it was the dream class. The dreams were getting weirder and weirder every week. What next, the school on another planet? In any case, Bel found himself in someone's bathtub-- probably someone's from the girls' dorm, since they took it apart because of some infestation or something, hence the girls moving back into the boys' dorms. The bathtub was floating in water that seemed to flood the whole area. All he could see was the rooftops of the dorm, the school and the gym. Everything else was probably submerged. There was a bed floating around near Bel, and in the distance he could see desks and chairs and

[risurrezione]

Siel had never been a good swimmer. Physical activities in general, actually, had never been his strong point. Even so, when the water had begun to flood the empty dorm he'd been exploring, he'd booked it up the stairs with a speed that surprised even him. The water didn't reach the roof, much to his relief, and he took a moment to catch his breath. He wasn't used to exertion.

Feeling better, Siel stepped over to the edge of the roof and looked down. It truly was a sight to behold. What was the quote, again? Ah yes. "Water, water everywhere, nor any drop to drink," Siel quoted. He wasn't too interested in poetry, The Rime of the Ancient Mariner especially. His tutors had emphasized literature, however, and there really hadn't been anything he could have done about it. Besides, it did him no harm, and as such Siel didn't really care anymore

[durchdringen]

Belphegor picked up something that looked like what was once part of a bookshelf. He'd rather be stuck in a building than out here on a tub. Just as he was about to row away from the middle of nowhere, Bel heard a splash. It came from somewhere near the dorms.

Curiosity got the best of Belphegor and he found himself using the piece of wood to paddle the tub in the direction of the splash. He thought there might have been someone who surfaced from the water, but the body sank back into it before he could tell who it was. Bel kept rowing to that spot and peered over the edge of the tub. He couldn't see the person clearly because of the dark waters, but he could make out the body, flailing and drowning. In a rare act of heroism, Bel submerged the wooden plank into the water, holding on to the other end, hoping that it was long enough for whoever it was to take a hold of, so he could pull whoever it was up and out of the water. Weird, really. He wouldn't do that normally.

[risurrezione]

Rasiel didn't think. There probably wasn't enough oxygen in his brain to think. He took hold of the board, and with the last remnants of his strength, kicked hard, forcing himself out of the water. He inhaled far too quickly, and ended up coughing up water for about a minute, nearly passing out before regaining the ability to take full breaths again.

When Siel had recovered to his satisfaction, he looked up, wanting to know the identity of his savior. One look, and Siel almost wished he had drowned instead. To be caught in this weak form... if this wasn't a nightmare, he didn't know what was.

NURSE'S OFFICE

[anarchal]

Ichigo huddled up on top of the desk he'd found, the bottom of his pants soaked with water. He stared with wide eyes as the water slowly inched up, and surely it would be over his head before long.

The blood had returned as well. All over his hands and slowly inching up but the knife he'd thrown into the water a while ago. Ichigo didn't want anything to do with the bloody knife and he had been glad to be rid of it.

But as the water raised inch by inch, he had to wonder how he'd get out of this situation. The hallway was just as full of water as the room, and he wasn't the best swimmer in the world. The water just reminded him even more of that night, and he shivered from more than just the cold.

"Can anyone hear me?!" He called out, but it was hard to be heard over the rushing water. Maybe if he just started out now, he could leave before the water got too high.

Have we ever logged? D: I MEAN...WE'RE ROOMIES

[ladrondenoche]

Of all the things...

Dark really did love the dream, since it was the only place where he was free, but he could have lived without the damn twists it had been creating lately.

Why water? Of course, flying was an option for Dark but it seemed too easy. So he made his way to the nurse's office, floating on a piece of the theatre's wooden set for a play that would never be performed. Hopefully the crazy-ass nurse kept something inflatable in there. CPR dummies, mattresses...

Now who was this? Finally a familiar face. Where was the blood coming from, though?

"I hear you."

NOPE WE HAVEN'T WTF IS UP WITH THAT

[anarchal]

Ichigo's head jerked up from his knees at the sound of a voice, surprised that someone had actually answered. He frowned at the unfamiliar person, uncertain for a moment if he should respond to them, but his wariness lost to his own desperation to leave this place.

"Y-you.. who are you?" He asked while he scrambled to the edge of the desk nearest to where Dark appeared. "Do you know the way out of here?"

WELL NOW WE SHALL

[ladrondenoche]

"Out of the room or out of the dream?" Dark crossed his arms behind his head. "The door's over there." He tilted his head towards it. "But you don't escape the dream until you die."

Either his better half's roommate had yet to join a dream class (he had mentioned something about not attending a while ago) or he was always this confused here.

CLASSROOM

[skyclaws]

Falco hated this class. He didn't understand what possessed him to go to it whenever it came time to attend, but he soon realized what a mistake it was. Again, his body was that of a large falcon, far larger than any normal falcon would be. And he didn't have the foggiest idea why.

But, there was little time to actually ponder over that; there was water everywhere, and while that might not have been a problem for him under normal circumstances, he was very unable to swim in his current form.

Large wings flapped and attempted to gain his body some lift, but the left wing was still clipped. All Falco was able to do was flutter in place pathetically.

His chest puffed up. If he didn't get out of the water, there was no telling what would happen to him. Giving the room a quick surveillance, Falco hopped up onto a chair, and then onto a desk, which creaked under his weight. A few more seconds and the desk was swaying around in the water. This probably wasn't a safe place to be, but Falco was quickly running out of options.

CLASSROOM

[redfanged]

Wolf hadn't been all that excited to return to the dream class, but he'd gone anyway for some stupid reason. A reason that didn't feel all that worth it when he woke up again in the dream world again in the body of a wolf. It might not have been half so bad if he could have walked down the halls like last time, but the water that filled the building made that more than a little difficult

CLASSROOM

[skyclaws]

Falco's eyes surveyed the small room again as the water continuously flooded in. It didn't look like it was going to stop, either. He huffed, his chest puffing up again as he situated himself on top of the desk. However, as soon as he had started to sit himself down on it, it started wobbling even more. It would seem that the water intended to sweep it up, and him along with it.

He squawked loudly and his wings spread out, trying to keep himself balanced. It seemed to be working, until Falco heard the sound of someone--or something--treading water.

He looked up at the doorway where he saw.. a large wolf paddle in. He tensed up automatically--was that instinct or his own fear of being in this strange dream? Falco didn't know--and his eyes locked onto it. His mouth opened and he tried to talk, but all that came out was a shriek.

"..." Well, that wasn't going to help, was it? Hopefully the wolf would leave him alone. He'd seen his share of PBS specials while bored on Saturday nights. He didn't want to become this wolf's next meal or

CLASSROOM

[redfanged]

Wolf waded for a moment while he surveyed the overly large bird. He didn't think birds came that large, even in dreams, but there it was. It might have made him laugh but with his nose barely above the water as it was, it would hardly be a smart idea it start laughing

[iwantmother]

So, this class again. Kadaj sighed as his eyes drifted shut then soon snapped open again. He was in the library. The one in use but it still looked damn disused. Hell, he barely recalled the last dream class. It was just a total blur.

Taking a few steps between the stacks, the small child - Kadaj's dream form - shivered as a strong wind swept through. Something was there. That wasn't natural. His double-bladed katana was swung into the air as his mind raced.

He'd never done this alone... but who had he done it with last time?

The silver-haired boy ran forward, eyes sharp and pupils forming into slits, just like a snake. "Show yourself!!" His voice had no panic. He was terrified, however.