Event Log: Dreamwalker

[hadrielmods]

Who: Everyone!
What: The Dreamwalker event
Where: In your comfy bed and your sleepy head.
When: May 16th-26th
Warnings: Good dreams, weird dreams, bad dreams, straight-up nightmares. Please remember to tag for warnings in the header if things are going to be bad!

Have you been having trouble getting a good night's sleep? Tossing and turning, unable to rest those tired eyes? Or maybe you don't sleep at all, and never have. Not to worry! For a little while, you'll have no trouble at all falling asleep - in fact, as night falls, you'll find yourself overwhelmed with exhaustion whether you want to sleep or not. Lay down and rest your weary head, friends. Everyone could use a little extra sleep.

But what will your dreams bring? Something happy, images of a perfect day? Something hopeful, something you've wanted for a long time? Maybe you'll dream of anger, of the face of your worst enemy. Or maybe - just maybe - you'll have a horrific nightmare, and wake screaming, covered in cold sweat.

Not before others have time to see it, though. As you sleep, as you dream, the other residents of Hadriel, friends and enemies and people you've only met once, might find their way into your dreams. Or you might find your way into theirs - and then have to deal with someone's else's nightmares, or hopes, or anger. For the next ten nights, you'll find yourself either a host or a visitor, and no matter how you try you won't be able to stay awake once night falls.

Sweet dreams, Hadriel. Don't let the asshole fear gods bite.

► This log covers May 16th-26th.
► 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!
► You can't die in the dreams, but if you somehow manage to trip and fall and kill yourself getting out of bed, please report it on the death post.

Comments

[ichaer]

Now I'm going to hold you to that the next time I'm covered in rotfiend blood.

[ no, ciri, that's terrible. still, absently tilts her head in a way that lets hair fall to the side, further obscuring her scar. you'd think after so many years, she'd be used to it but hiding it always seemed better. easier. ]

I love being able to help others but... sometimes I do miss the more simple things in life. I've never lived a life that many would consider 'normal' and so I've missed out on a lot of things.

[ she lived as a princess, a witcher, a sorceress and a thief. there wasn't many chances to just be ciri, the girl that loved horses and wanted to learn to juggle. ]

Not counting them, no or else I'd have to count all the rats back at Kaer Morhen. I never was around cats or dogs much since I was always on the move but I've enjoyed their company from time to time. [ there has been plenty of worlds she traveled to where they were the only friends she really had. ] I like birds, too though perhaps that's more because my name means swallow.

[prespangled]

Yeah, I know how that feels.

[Missing out on things. His reasons were bad lungs, a less than straight spine, his height - that one played a role as much as the others. Steve wonders about that scar, if she got it doing what she does. But he doesn't know her well enough to ask.

For example:]

Yeah? What is your name?

[ichaer]

It's hard sometimes.

[ more than anything, she can remember nights on the run spent when she just wished it would all go away. no titles, no powers... nothing but herself. ]

Cirilla... it's a corruption of the word Zireael. [ which the aen elle seemed to prefer calling her. ] Though I prefer Ciri.

[prespangled]

It's nice.

[Steve will remember it, thinks that he'll be reminded of her whenever he sees a bird. But then he feels something under his foot, jumping back a little in case it was her foot.]

Jeez, did I get you? [It wouldn't surprise him. It seemed about time for something like that.] Sorry, I should've been paying more attention.

[Regular guys can talk and dance at the same time.]