Was it a coincidence that Harry was out patrolling? Perhaps, but it was more that he needed a break from all the magical fixing he had been doing. He could tell he was getting sloppy and having a house half arsed didn't seem like a good idea.
He paused when he caught sight of Ariadne sitting up from the grass. "Hey, you okay?" He headed over to the brunette. Harry hadn't seen her before though it didn't mean she was new. Harry was sure there were plenty of people in Somarium he hadn't actually met yet. Probably should remedy that actually.
"Yeah," she replied softly, glancing around the village for a long moment before dragging her eyes over to him. It didn't look like France - maybe a small town, but how would she have made it all the way over there from Paris? - and the fact that he had a British accent told her that she was probably a lot further from home than she initially thought. That still didn't answer the question of where the team was - Cobb, Saito, Fischer, at the very least; if she was awake, Arthur, Eames, and Yusuf should have been there too. It couldn't have just been her that had been inexplicably whisked away.
"It's a place called Somarium, a dream world." He smiles reasuringly. "You're probably new here I'm guessing." Harry holds out his hand. "I'm Harry, Harry Potter."
It always seemed to happen around this time of the month that people would show up. He wondered at it, but he'd never really found an explanation for the odd phenomena either.
"You're kidding," she murmured, glancing to his hand before accepting it in a firm shake. "Ariadne."
A dream world. Not a dream, specifically, but an entire world made up of them? Or was it like the dreams she'd entered with Cobb and the team? "What do you mean it's a dream world?"
"Nice to meet you." No he's certainly not kidding, either about the place or his name.
"I mean that people usually show up here when they've fallen asleep in their own worlds. Passed out, or..." Harry pauses before continuing. "Even after they've died they come here. There's people here from several different worlds."
Not that she knew who he was by any stretch of the imagination. "You too," she told him simply before tipping her head slightly in barely contained curiosity.
"The dead don't dream," Ariadne addressed first, brow furrowed slightly. "And I understand the notion of going into a dream after passing out or falling asleep - that's the most basic premise of dreaming, isn't it? - but how can all these people from different worlds come together to share one dream?"
"That is something I'm not entirely sure on." He frowns a little towards her first comment. Maybe the dead don't exactly dream, but he saw King's Cross for himself back home, and the visage was apparently of his own making, and he'd seen his dead return to life here. "If you'd prefer to not call it dreaming that's fine, but the people who could be dead in your world can exist here again."
"That doesn't make any sense," she muttered to herself, making a note to figure out if they were actually dead or just in limbo. If they were truly dead, wouldn't they rot?
"Is all of this just word of mouth, or is there anything written down about it? Theories, facts, figures..?"
No it doesn't really make sense, but when there's a chance of seeing your loves ones again what does it matter?
"I have a few notes a friend of mine left behind, and there's plenty of people here who are trying to understand this place." Harry thinks for a moment. "A few people have left and come back from their own worlds. They said that back home this all feels like a dream. It can get confusing. My friend Hermione has left and come back several times and she's never remembered her last times here."
"Notes on what?" She asked, frowning slightly as she listened. It would clearly take more time than just a few conversations with assorted people to actually gain her bearings and figure everything out; she wished, not for the first time, that someone with more experience in this realm of things was there with her: Arthur; Eames, even.
"On how this place works I suppose. Just observations really." Granted they may not be of much use, but you never really knew either. D had the sense to take them down and share them with Hermione after all.
"Were you doing anything right now, or it would it be better if I came over later?" After all, with nothing tying her down right then - no one to see, nothing to do - now was as good a time as any for Ariadne.
He paused when he caught sight of Ariadne sitting up from the grass. "Hey, you okay?" He headed over to the brunette. Harry hadn't seen her before though it didn't mean she was new. Harry was sure there were plenty of people in Somarium he hadn't actually met yet. Probably should remedy that actually.
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"What is this place?"
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It always seemed to happen around this time of the month that people would show up. He wondered at it, but he'd never really found an explanation for the odd phenomena either.
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A dream world. Not a dream, specifically, but an entire world made up of them? Or was it like the dreams she'd entered with Cobb and the team? "What do you mean it's a dream world?"
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"I mean that people usually show up here when they've fallen asleep in their own worlds. Passed out, or..." Harry pauses before continuing. "Even after they've died they come here. There's people here from several different worlds."
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"The dead don't dream," Ariadne addressed first, brow furrowed slightly. "And I understand the notion of going into a dream after passing out or falling asleep - that's the most basic premise of dreaming, isn't it? - but how can all these people from different worlds come together to share one dream?"
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"Is all of this just word of mouth, or is there anything written down about it? Theories, facts, figures..?"
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"I have a few notes a friend of mine left behind, and there's plenty of people here who are trying to understand this place." Harry thinks for a moment. "A few people have left and come back from their own worlds. They said that back home this all feels like a dream. It can get confusing. My friend Hermione has left and come back several times and she's never remembered her last times here."
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After all, it would give her at least something of a jumping off point for her own investigations.
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"They're over at my place whenever you want to come get them."
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