Dream ЖЖ 002

[seeing_only_red]

{ooc: This dream occurs on March 15 following this log. If your character was not in the game at the time, they would not have been able to see this. All responses/calls to Itachi will go straight to voicemail.}

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[ura_no_ura]

*Why this? Of all things, why this? Kakashi stares down at his Dreamberry in shock, his mind recoiling at all that had flashed across the screen -- this couldn't possibly be true. (But it was -- is.)

It all makes too much sense.

None of this makes sense.

The Dreamberry is dropped to his side, catching the view of the dreamer strapped into a chair, head lolled against his chest. The connection fizzles out.*

[fuzakenna]

*No, this can't-- this can't be--

It's a lie. It can't be anything but--

--it explains so many things he'd forced himself to forget, things he'd refused to believe, why Itachi would--

That night-- he was crying that night.

The hands around the the Dreamberry tighten, knuckles whitening as the display starts trembling.

If this is true, if it's--

The screen shatters under the pressure, and all he can hear is the static as red inversions sear into his mind. The transmission cuts out.*

[wind_upon_waves]

[His eyes are usually blue and soft, but right now they are blazing with a hard light. It's the only indication that Itachi's dream has affected him at all. To a civilian, he merely looks solemn. But Konoha's shinobi would know that he is anything but.

This is the Yondaime -- disappointed and, most of all, furious.

Had he not been dead and the council out of his reach, they would be feeling the wrath that is not just the Hokage, but Namikaze Minato, their hero and savior turned arbitrator for their gross injustice.

Konoha. Pein's assault is not what killed it. It's been rotting from the inside for a long time.

He can only hope it's not too late.]