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.

Comments

[evocation]

[She sighs, scrubs a hand over her face.]

I'll kick his ass if he does.

[Not literally, because she knows Wash doesn't want that, but hey. A girl can dream.]

[hardwearing]

[ Whether he wants it or not, the offer means something. It's pretty much the highest form of affection where he's from, to want to kick ass on someone else's behalf. ]

I'm glad you hassled me outside the speakeasy.

[evocation]

[She looks up a little too quickly, expression clearly surprised and a little flustered. No one ever really says stuff like that to her, and for a second she's caught so off guard she's not sure how to respond.]

Oh. Um... Thanks. I mean, me too. You're really easy to talk to.

[God, that sounds lame, doesn't it?]

[hardwearing]

I've gotten better.

[ He used to be pretty bad at helping people, but his time as Blue Team leader has changed that. Having to guide the others, and help Carolina work through her baggage, made a huge difference. ]

[evocation]

Lucky me.

[He's being really sweet, but she's starting to feel a little squirmy because she doesn't know how to respond to it gracefully, so time for a subject change.]

So is Washington like, a code name or something?

[hardwearing]

[ Oh. She's from Earth, so of course she caught on to that. Wash is quiet for a moment, then nods. ]

Agent Washington is the code name I was given when I joined Freelancer. After everything, it didn't feel right to go back to using my birth name. Whenever someone used it, they were just trying to get in my head.

[ The Counselor, the Director. He hadn't felt like David anymore, didn't want to go back to being David anyway. Washington wasn't exactly a persona but it was a shield, and it was him taking responsibility.

Maybe someday he'll be David again. When Freelancer is really, truly, actually behind them. But it's not, not yet. Carolina calls him David sometimes, in quiet moments, heart to hearts. Not often. ]

I can't switch back until it's really over. But my actual friends just call me Wash.

[evocation]

[That makes sense. Kyna smiles at him a little, tugging on his arm playfully.]

Oooh, mysterious, huh?

[hardwearing]

[ What, does she want to know his real name? Probably, Wash acknowledges, but. Somehow that's more difficult than even talking about Epsilon. More personal. ]

It's not meant to be?

[evocation]

I'm teasing you.

[Because this conversation has been heavy and she wants to lighten it up a little. She tugs her arm free from his and stretches, both hands above her head and back arching, before she flops back onto the couch cushions.]

I'll call you whatever you want.

[hardwearing]

Just Wash.

[ She's not holding on to him anymore so Wash takes the opportunity to stretch a little himself, rake a hand through his hair and look at her curiously. ]

What should we do now?

[evocation]

[She shrugs a little.]

You mean with these fucked up dreams? I don't think there's anything we can do.

[hardwearing]

Oh, I just meant now, actually.

[ He waves a hand at the room in general. What should they do in this moment, now that they're done talking about their horrible pasts? ]

...hopefully the dreams will stop. Before someone sees something they shouldn't.

[evocation]

Oh. Um, yeah. Hopefully.

[She's already seen way more than Michael ever wanted her to see, she's sure, and she's worried about Tucker and Harlan's secrets getting out, except there's no way for her to make sure that doesn't happen.]

Uh... I'm sorry. If I saw anything you didn't want me to, I mean.

[hardwearing]

[ Wash is quiet for a moment. It wasn't a terribly personal dream that she saw, and it ended... happy. As much as he doesn't like people in his head that's pretty much the best case scenario. ]

It wasn't a bad dream. It's fine.

[ Next time they might not be so lucky. ]

[evocation]

Okay, cool.

[So, back to his original question.]

Uh... I don't know what to do. We can just hang out. It sounds like you don't really do that much.

[hardwearing]

No, I'm pretty busy. Not here, though.

[ He can only spend so many hours a day training. ]

[evocation]

So you don't know how to have fun is what you're telling me.

[hardwearing]

We've established my life isn't conductive to downtime.

[evocation]

[She laughs, elbowing him.]

Yeah, yeah, I know. Don't worry, I'm here to rescue you. Like your... Knight in cool as hell armor or something.

[hardwearing]

Alright. I'm listening, where do we start?

[evocation]

[She hums thoughtfully, considering.]

Uh, are you super married to the idea of not leaving without your armor?

[hardwearing]

We're in a long term committed relationship, at least.

I can do pretty much anything in armor, you know.

[evocation]

[Kyna raises her eyebrows and then, in a teasing tone with a total shit eating grin.]

Anything, huh?

[hardwearing]

[ Uh oh. What the hell is it she wanted to do? ]

...yeah?

[evocation]

Oh my God.

[He totally missed that. She shakes her head, getting up and then reaching for his hand to tug him up after her.]

Forget it. Let's find something to do.