Event Log: Dreamwalker the Second

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Who: All characters participating in the event
What: The event log for the Dreamwalker part 2 event
Where: In your dreams
When: October 14th-20th (the second log will go up on Oct 23rd, please keep the two weeks of the event separate!)
Warnings: All different kinds of dreams falling under the umbrella of Delight, Rage, Sorrow, and Hope.

This time, the weird stuff doesn't happen when you're awake- as a matter of fact, your waking hours are the normal ones. That's because you're forced to sleep by some unknown entity, getting more and more exhausted by the moment as night falls. Better make sure you're always around a soft pillow.

Once asleep, it doesn't get any less weird- your dreams will be influenced by one of the four gods that make up the first week. Something to make you smile, something to make you angry- or something that reminds you of your deepest regret or most vulnerable hope, they're all things that you're dreaming about now for some reason, no matter how hard you may try to pull away from them.

To make matters more complicated, there are others intruding on your dreams who definitely don't belong there, and while they may seem like manifestations at first, it becomes clear that these others are actually the consciousness of other members of Hadriel, getting some top quality exposure to your angriest, happiest, most sorrowful moments. Hope it doesn't get awkward when you see them tomorrow...

► This log covers October 14th-20th.
► Feel free to make your own logs as well
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► Please put your character's name and open/closed in the subject line of your starters!
► If you die in dreams you don't die in real life, but if you somehow die in real life anyway, please let us know here.

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[imhisaunt]

Delmar clutches his hands over his eyes at first, squinting fussily behind his knuckles. Even in just his pajamas and bare feet he feels overwhelmed with the heat and the dryness. Is it fire again? No..it's the wrong kind of heat.

After a moment he dares to peek out from behind his hands, and as his large brown eyes adjust to the light, he is confused to find structures all about him. Elegant silhouettes that have escaped from photo books and magazines. He's seen such things before, but never outside of a photograph and never without the added rot of time.

Here they are pristine and magnificent.

In the way one does not initially question things in a dream, Delmar sets out to explore without stopping to really wonder how it was he got here to begin with. Instead he runs his hands along the walls, feeling at the carvings and the strange characters engraved along the columns.

He only pauses when he hears the muffled rustling. Was that...? He waits until he hears it again. Yes it was definitely something moving....

With timid steps he approaches a pot, peers in, and finds nothing. No, not that one. Maybe the next one....?

[puzzlingly]

Uh-oh, whoever is in those jars can hear those shy steps coming closer, and in their attempt to hide themselves just a little more, they shift and make even more noise as if making themselves a little smaller would help any to keep them concealed.

Yeah it doesn't work that way...

The moment this small child looks up from the inside of those pots, he finds a rather weird face looking down at him (Ra... he's so PALE!). Oh, but hey! Doesn't he look familiar? He might look different, somehow! Like what's with this little guy wearing all that jewelry anyway and that little crown! Wow, fancy much? But that hair, it is a given, isn't it?

Little Atem looks at the stranger for a moment, his violet-ish eyes wide open in surprise. This old man is definitely not who he was expecting to see at all, and yet, his little brow furrows, as if he were trying to discern something in that face. Is that some recognition in his eyes? Who knows.

"Who are you?" The child does not speak too loud, he's not sure if he came to get him, he's not about to give his cover up. Maybe this old man is just a spirit passing by, it would explain why he's so pale.

[imhisaunt]

Oh. Hello there small pointy child.

Delmar blinks down at him owlishly, having momentarily misplaced his voice when faced with the oddness of finding a child in a pot. At last he answers, his words somewhat hesitant as he too struggles with that distant sense of familiarity. "Well, I'm Delmar."

That hair...

"Who are you?"

[puzzlingly]

"..."

Okay, that's pretty weird, enough to have Atem stand (he barely reaches the rim of the pot) to take a better look at him.

"It's me! Atem, the prince!" Like man! How do you don't you know these things? Everybody knows!

[imhisaunt]

There it is.

It almost feels like a small headache as the true surreality of the situation begins to dawn on Delmar. It is the danger of becoming self aware within a dream.

"Atem?" A blink. Two. Before a shake of his head. "No. Atem is this big." He holds up a hand yea high.

[puzzlingly]

"... No I'm not."

Hold on, pal, he, somehow manages to climb out of that pot, and actually stand on the edges, it looks a little dangerous but he's actually rather skilled at the art of hiding in pots and, coming out of them, most of the times.

"See?" Now, onto more important matters if you please! "Are you a good spirit or a bad spirit?"

[imhisaunt]

Delmar's hands immediately come up on instinct to brace the child. "C-careful! If you fall you might hurt yourself! Please, let me help you get down from there."

He'll answer your question in a minute, whoever you are, safety first!

[puzzlingly]

Atem tilts his head, the beautiful earrings (albeit, too big for him) chiming as he does. For a spirit he acts a lot like any other person. He looks down at the floor that for him is really just a jump away, and at the spirit guy.

Ultimately, he raises his arms at him. Yeah why not, he's fallen, he's scraped his knees and got himself a little dirty and it hurt. Being picked up is not the worst thing in the world anyway.

[imhisaunt]

"There's a good boy." Delmar is surprisingly fit for a man of 63 and though it is usually hidden beneath layers of sweaters and coats, he's actually of a lean muscular build. As such lifting the child down is no difficulty. When he's gotten Atem settled safely on the ground he reaches out to dust off the boy's hair and shoulders a little.

"And I'm no spirit. I'm a person."

[puzzlingly]

Being used to people just being all over him, he doesn't mind at all being helped nor being dusted off, in fact it's a nice gesture, he wouldn't want Mahad being hard on him for getting all dirty again.

Once on the ground, Atem proceeds to circle the man, those strange clothes!

"Are you sick?"

[imhisaunt]

Delmar feels a bit awkward being examined like you might an odd sculpture. "E-excuse me, young man, its rude to stare like that...."

He tries to follow Atem with his own eyes, ending up spinning around a little.

"Sick? No, I'm not sick. Why would you say that?"

[puzzlingly]

"Because you're really pale."

Look, he is, he need more sun! Or medicine, he knows where to get it!

[imhisaunt]

There's a small pout in response to that.

"I'm not sick. You're just very tan."

And he works from home in New York, what do you want from him?

[puzzlingly]

Atem has too look down at his little hands just to verify that! Yep, he's right.

"So, you're okay?"

He needs to make sure.

[imhisaunt]

"Yes, yes, I'm alright." Delmar nods along as he speaks, patting the boy's shoulder once more for good measure, "don't you worry about that."

He then straightens, "Now. Why were you in that pot?"

[puzzlingly]

And that's it, if he's fine, then everything is fine! He cannot still make out absolutely anything about this guy but, he seems very nice. Until he asks... Oh no, it's like he seems to remember it!

"I was hiding!" Well, that's... obvious! He looks everywhere before he grabs Delmar by his pjs "Come quick!" And then, he attempts to pull him.

[imhisaunt]

"Oh? What were you hiding f-," Delmar doesn't get to finish before the little boy is trying to yank him along. Not dissimilar to a very small dog tugging at the leash and yet still inspiring its owner to indulge its urgings to go ahead despite the owner having the upper hand in terms of size, Delmar finds himself allowed Atem to drag him forward

"W-where are we going?"

[puzzlingly]

"Shh, keep your voice down--" Actually he stops, he doesn't know... They could find him anywhere!

"Can you take me out of here?"

[imhisaunt]

"Out of here?" Delmar casts an uncertain glance around as if on some off-chance he might spot what the boy is running from.

"But why?" He asks in a hushed voice, "Is it not safe?"

[puzzlingly]

"It is! And my classes are gonna start soon. And I don't wanna go, Delmar. They are boring I wanna play instead."

He pouts... The little prince pouts. Are you going to say no to that face?

[imhisaunt]

He looks shocked. And here he had been worried that someone was coming to hurt this little boy and in the end he just didn't want to go to school. Some things really don't change about humans, do they? Whether its the ancient world or 1960, little boys still want to play instead of go to class.

It brings a little laugh to Delmar's throat, eyes sparkling a bit as he tries to hold it back. He remembers what it was like. Even as a boy who liked school, there were days where you just didn't want to be cooped up and told what to do. "Wellllll really I should tell you that you have to go to your classes," he starts before sighing nostalgically.

"But maybe a little break wouldn't hurt."

[puzzlingly]

Oh... no why, Atem's shoulders droop a little as Delmar speaks, maybe he's right, he should go learn all that boring stuff he barely understand right now--and then the little one freezes. Is he for real?

"!!" See that little face illuminate and smile, and those eyes sparkle, there is even some rosy color taking on his cheeks because he is so excited about it!

"Really!?" Ye nearly screams! Oh right, they were hiding, he covers his little mouth with both hands, then he whispers. "Really!?"

[imhisaunt]

Delmar takes just another minute to consider his options, knuckle pressed against his lips in thought, before nodding. "Yes, alright."

The little one just looks so excited he can't help himself. One day off couldn't be so bad for him, could it?

"Where should we go?"

[puzzlingly]

The gods of Egypt are going to punish you, Delmar... That's all.

"Hmm..." Atem thinks about it, "If we stay in the palace they'll find us and it be terrible." Nah, not that terrible, just very boring.

"Maybe we... can sneak out?" Wouldn't that be super fun?

[imhisaunt]

"You mean go out into the desert? Isn't that dangerous??"

The boys who had been in the Desert War had no shortage of stories about snakes and scorpions and all kinds of creatures who cause infection and gangrene, if not death.