Come Dreamwalk With Me 7 (Open to anyone on the Loki)

[curious_copycat]

Who: Polly (curious_copycat) and anyone on the Loki
What: Nocturnal Telepathic Shenanigans, Random CR, Drama, Exposition, Crack, Surreal Shite, Whatever You Want.
Where: In Your Head... or Polly's
When: ANY TIME during the plot!
Warnings: They're dreams. Anything--absolutely anything--can happen. Not even the laws of physics apply.

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[prayforprey]

[Genkaku doesn't get to watch the credits roll]

[slumping into a bony weight, his eyes had drifted shut, the yellow scroll of subtitles doing nothing to keep him alert. in the past, when he'd felt this clawing feeling, he'd gotten up and done more -- now, he contents himself to his den, allowing slumber to come]

[he slips into the dream seamlessly, as stitchless as the space he flies through]

[it's not a nightmare. respite has gotten easier to come by, as he's told his fellow man before. he glides between the stars weightless, eyes still closed in blackness, scouring past constellations that connect to make cage bars for birds, super novae that explode with Kannon-Sama's wrath, black holes that suck in losses and make them unimportant]

[the cold of the vast blackness means nothing to him as he shoots out, seeking something far away]

[curious_copycat]

[Polly had been sitting on the edge of one of the taller buildings of the Eternals' City when she realized the sky was darkening. She's often wondered what her home-dimension would look like under the kind of sky she'd seen on the planets in Time.]

[Wide-eyed and silent, she watches as the stars come out, and then realizes that she's no longer on a building... that she's floating up as if pulled by a string. Absently, she wonders whose dream is calling her, but there's really only one way to find out.]

[In the distance she almost thinks she can make out a figure...]

[prayforprey]

[he spins like a meteorite of black and red, a tail of dust and debris (flames and matchsticks, cigarette butts and burnholes in the time-space continuum or some funny and ironic shit like that), robes and fire snake-winding out from his form as he floats in the zero gravity and cold stillness]

[what he wants is coming closer -- and isn't that a blanket statement for is entire life, in both business and pleasure]

[he levitates precariously by a green, green planet with her grey moon, watching and waiting]

[curious_copycat]

[His black is swallowed by the void surrounding. His red glows psychedelic incendiary neon in the darkness, and it draws her like a moth. Like it always has.]

[She leaves no trail as she rises, passes through the expanse without a trace, and it only takes her a few moments to realize whose orbit she's being drawn to. Eyes widening, she draws a breath she shouldn't have been able to draw, speaks a word that seems almost to grow and echo, when the abyss around them should have swallowed it up. She doesn't even notice such a small incongruity, in this night of should-not-have-beens, all of her attention fixed on this man who should have been far far out of her range.]

Genkaku...!

[neverbeenhad]

It's a busy day at Hamiltion Hill High School. The halls are crowded with students as they prepare for a normal day of school

[curious_copycat]

There would appear to be another new student in the class, though nobody seemed to have noticed the petite redhead sitting in the back of the room. She had tried to remain unnoticed in this strange place, until Max walked in, and she recognized her.

As discreetly as she could, Polly waved at the other girl as she walked to take her seat.

[neverbeenhad]

Max blinked as she spotted Polly. Well, that was a new addition. She'd not had people from the Thor pop up in her 'First Day at Hamilton Hill' dream before. Luckily the empty seat was just a row down from Polly's. So ofter greeting Chelsea, Max spun her chair around a fraction and looked back at Polly.

"Well this is a surprise. Not sure why I included you."

[curious_copycat]

The girl gave a sheepish little grin and an even more sheepish shrug.

"I... You didn't." She spoke in a whisper, uncertain of whether it would be a good idea to draw the attention of the rest of the class to herself--or if it were even possible. "When I sleep, it's hard to keep my telepathy from..."

She made a vague sort of gesture, indicating a connection, mind-to-mind.

[purrsona]

Nepeta hadn't gotten the chance to sleep much on the Loki mission; she and Kanaya had somehow both forgotten to include their recuperacoons on the list of items they'd be bringing onto the smaller ship. The slime contained within calmed the trolls' inherently morbid and unpleasant dreams at night; suffice to say, falling asleep without them would be... hazardous. Luckily, it wasn't as if the two were any strangers to sleep deprivation; they had gone for countless hours without sleep back in their world

[curious_copycat]

Polly turns a circle, taking in this brightly-colored world, eyes alight with interest. It's rare for her to stumble into a dream that looks like this, and she explores it fascinatedly until she discovers the troll.

Not having met her before, the girl approaches cautiously...

[purrsona]

Nepeta can immediately tell someone is behind her-her keen, almost animal-like senses are to thank for that. She turns around and spots the other girl. She stares curiously for a few seconds before she recognizes her as someone she's seen aboard the Loki-only in passing, though that doesn't deter her at all. She loves making new friends, after all.

"Hello there," she says enthusiastically, grinning as she waves a hand. The dream landscape changes slightly to reflect her subconscious thoughts; the area around Nepeta is bathed in a cheerful yellow hue as a sort of wind ripples through the place. Things such as trees and grass in their general area become more distinct and recognizable as their real life counterparts, rather than a child's artistic rendition.

[curious_copycat]

She very nearly felt the exact moment that Nepeta picked up on her presence, and froze a moment, as if she was half afraid of startling her. The grin instantly assuaged her fears, however, and the Eternal moved toward the troll with a wide, bright smile of her own.

"Hi! My name's Polly, what's yours?"