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
► Please tag headers of threads with content warnings where they apply
► 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.

Comments

[evocation]

Yeah, but you're like...

[She falters for a second, struggling to figure out what she's trying to say.]

I think you can do it.

[hardwearing]

I'm like.. what?

[ He was the worst of them, for awhile there. ]

[evocation]

[She shrugs and burrows down into the couch cushions a bit, which is awkward considering their arms are still linked.]

You care about people. You're... sweet, you know?

[God, that sounds so stupid.]

[hardwearing]

[ Oddly, he doesn't seem to take that well. At the least, he doesn't know what to do about it. At worst, he'd disagree. But his opinion of himself is colored by the past. ]

There's a lot you don't know about me, Kyna.

[evocation]

[That gets another shrug, and now she's very pointedly not looking at him.]

You helped with my dad. I know it was just a dream, but you didn't have to do it. And you're letting that little girl stay with you.

[hardwearing]

I don't know where the line is. In judging people by what they do instead of what they've done.

[evocation]

[She has no idea where that line is either, but...]

I'm not gonna judge you.

[hardwearing]

I know.

[ And he appreciates it more than he can really articulate with just a thank you. Because he really does feel that even if she knew, the opinion she has now would stick. ]

You're kinda weird, you know.

[evocation]

[She lets out an almost offended little huff.]

What? How am I weird?

[hardwearing]

You're... I guess you just trust your instincts, but I wouldn't have trusted me. I wasn't even nice to you.

[evocation]

[She lets out an incredulous noise.]

Oh my god, seriously, trust me. On the asshole scale, you don't even register. Besides, I've taken down way scarier things than you. No offense.

[That probably sounds terrible and she doesn't even realize it.]

[hardwearing]

[ It sounds pretty bad, but Wash just smiles. ]

I'll take it.

[evocation]

Cool. And, uh... Seriously, thanks. For trying to help and everything, I mean.

[hardwearing]

I know it was just a dream, but I'm sorry I couldn't save him.

[evocation]

[She shakes her head.]

He did that shit to himself.

[Kyna hesitates for a moment, reaching for her necklace with her free hand.]

And you don't have to... Ugh, God, this is going to make me sound like an asshole, but I didn't see my dad for like, fifteen years, and then he showed up and that shit happened, so...

[She's trying to figure out how to make the point she's trying to get across, but she falters again.]

I barely even knew him. That's why I didn't know what to say. So I'm not... beside myself. I guess.

[It's just that, close or not, it's hard to get those images out of her mind.]

[hardwearing]

Your father showed up after fifteen years to kill himself in your kitchen?

[ That's gonna require a little explanation, Kyna. ]

[evocation]

Uh... No. Not exactly.

[This is the hard part, but he's been open with her, so she takes a deep breath and tries to muddle through it.]

He was always an asshole. He was super obsessed with magic, and he dipped on us when I was like... ten or something. Hunting down enchanted objects or whatever. So I never saw him, and then my team got sent to pick up a bunch of magical weapons from this bullshit cave system, and he popped up. And he was...

[She frowns.]

It's kind of a long and depressing story. Are you sure you wanna sit through the whole thing?

[hardwearing]

[ Wash shifts a little, setting his bowl on the coffee table and settling back into the couch cushions. She's still got hold of his arm and he reaches over with his free hand, settling it on top of hers. ]

My schedule's clear.

[evocation]

[Kyna glances down at their hands, biting her lip for a moment. Okay, whatever. Who cares. It's easier to get pissed about this whole thing and power through it, so that's what she tries to do.]

So, uh... He tried following us, right? Tried lying and said it was because of me or something. But he was hiding this book on him, and Tucker pickpocketed him to grab it, and it was... Bad. Like, super dangerous magic, possessed by a demon and everything. Tucker touched it for two seconds and it fucked him up pretty seriously. My dad's didn't always look like that, it was like... the thing was draining him or something. Whatever. I bet he found that stupid book and made a deal with whatever the hell was inside of it.

[Take a breath, Kyna. She's starting to sound more than a little heated.]

So he was there for the weapons, like I thought, and we got to the last one at the same time he did and it was just... A total shitshow. We got the demon out of him and killed it, but his magic was gone. I took him back to my apartment and left him alone for two fucking seconds to call my brother, and that's what he did.

[And then, as if realizing she's essentially just gone on a rant while barely taking a breath, she flushes.]

Um. Sorry. That's it.

[hardwearing]

...okay, so. He really did bring it on himself.

[ Wash processes that, comes out the other side thinking it's probably better for everyone, including Kyna's father, that he's gone. He doesn't say it. Just squeezes her hand a little. ]

I'm sorry you went through that.

[evocation]

[Kyna lets out a breath and squeezes back.]

Thanks. I mean it's... whatever, you know?

[hardwearing]

[ It's not whatever -- if she's dreaming about it she's still affected, still bothered by what happened. But Wash will let her brush it off now, if that's what she needs. ]

What happened to the book?

[evocation]

Harlan destroyed it. At least no one else will screw with it. But, uh... My dream was pretty close to what actually happen. I wonder why yours and Sharkface's weren't.

[hardwearing]

I couldn't tell you. But ours did have something in common -- someone dead survived.

That's gotta mean something.

[evocation]

Well, the gods usually run this shit, right? Maybe it was Love or Hope or something.