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

[ghostlocked]

[That frown is familiar. He wore something similar when the police took his mother away. It was for the best, he knew, and but she was still his mom. It was scary, suddenly losing the foundation of his life like that, even if she wasn't a very good foundation. But no one gets that. He was supposed to be relieved. Maybe this girl is supposed to be angry because she's been left behind, but it's more complicated than that. That's not how feelings work.]

Yeah, they will. [He says it gently, but she's right. It's fact. He's not going to lie. He's not sure what happened to her parents. He wants to ask, but he won't. It's not important, he supposes.]

I grew up in foster care. It's not so bad. You've only got, what, a couple years to go? You'll make it.

[He's confident in that, at least. He doesn't know this girl, but if she's here, she's made it in some sense of the word.]

What's your name? I'm Harlan.

[notimpervious]

Two years. Maybe three.

[Her sixteenth birthday is next week. Maybe she'll be lucky. Maybe they'll place her with a good family. Then when that's over, she can move on. Build her own life. Make it so she never needs anyone again.

In real life, she would not trust someone she does not know. In this dream, though, she recognizes him somehow.]

Temperance. ...how long were you in the system, Harlan?

[ghostlocked]

Temperance. That's pretty.

[And familiar. Is this the woman with the fox? Temperance is hardly a common name.]

A little over nine years. It sucked, but... [He'd dealt with worse. He realizes, though, that that could be an important distinction between his experience and hers.]

But you'll be alright. [Which he can say more confidently if she's the Temperance he knows. He doesn't know her that well, but he also knows her as Dr. Temperance Brennan. That sounds alright enough to him.]

[notimpervious]

[It is different, and what teenager likes to be different? Bad enough she sets herself apart by her hobbies and intelligence. Her name does not help.

But she supposes that's irrelevant now. Who knows where she'll end up, with what family, in what school district.]

That's a long time. It must've been terrifying. [She shuts her eyes, sighs, and shakes her head.] I... hope so.

[She'll do her best.]

You seem like you were okay too, in the end.

[ghostlocked]

[He shrugs.] It was, at first, but I got used to it. [He had distractions. After everything was squared away with his mother's arrest and trial... Well, foster care wasn't that bad in comparison.]

It was good for me, though. Or at least better than the alternative. I don't know if that'll be the case for you, but it's possible that it won't be all bad. [He's not much of an optimist, but in this case, he means it.]

Whatever the system throws at you, it's best to try and roll with the punches. You can't go backwards, but in a couple years, you'll be 18. You get to make your own choices from there.

[notimpervious]

[She doesn't want to get used to it. She doesn't want to be in the system at all, but she knows that's not her choice to make.]

Yeah. It's... It won't be that long. [That is what she'll tell herself as the days go by. Just a few years.] Thanks.

[She may still seem dejected, but the light in the kitchen changes, sapping away the sadness, sapping away the dream.]