hadriel_logs | Event Log: Dreamwalker

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!
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► 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.

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[ Gojyo shrugs out of his jacket, dumps it on a chair, disappears into the bathroom, and comes back out with a couple of mismatched towels, slinging one of them around his neck. He drapes the other over Hakkai's head. ]

What's with that face?

Edited 2016-05-29 01:00 (UTC)

[Hakkai reaches up and rubs the towel over his head when it's unceremoniously dropped over him. He pulls it off then starts drying his hair more meticulously.]

I'm making a face?

[He was totally making a face. Though, to a stranger, it wouldn't be noticeable]

You're making the hell out of a face.

[ It's a neutral observation—he's smiling a little, even. He leans against the table opposite Hakkai and folds his arms over his chest, just kind of openly observing. ]

[He pushes a smile on his face. What face? He wasn't making any face.]

I'm fine, Gojyo. Really. Don't worry about me.

[He looks around again at the house.]

We really should decorate...

[He's just...subtly changing the subject.]

[ Gojyo looks as though he didn't hear any of it.

He turns, instead, to watch something unseen: it moves around the table and stops there. After a moment, Gojyo flips a chair around to sit backwards, propping his arms across the top, focused on some point in space ahead of him. ]

Yeah, I remember that.

[ It's like he's responding to a conversation they're not having. ]

[Hakkai looks confused and tries to follow his line of sight. He wonders if someone else is in the room with them suddenly. This is a dream, so it's entirely possible. But it's a bit unnerving to listen to Gojyo responding to someone that he can't hear.]

[ The space across from Gojyo is unquestionably empty, but the air seems thick, charged with something invisible. ]

I never said that.

[ He lights a cigarette for himself. The other half of the conversation, whatever it is, makes him grin, self-deprecating. ]

So what! Maybe I changed my mind.

[ The chair on the empty side of the table gains a shadow, suddenly. Someone is sitting there.

In related news, Hakkai's own shadow seems to have vanished. ]

[Hakkai's brows knit together as he strained his ears slightly to hear the other side of the conversation, but he couldn't hear anything.

He felt a presence of another person there, but it was only the presence.

He glanced around the room and noticed that the light around him shifted then there is his shadow. Sitting there at the table.

He is most definitely unnerved at this point.]

Gojyo...?

[ Hakkai's shadow snaps back under his feet.

Gojyo looks over at him, totally relaxed, as if nothing had happened. ]

What's with that face?

[ His tone is exactly the same as it was the first time. ]

[His brows stay furrowed as Gojyo directs his attention back onto him and not at...whatever had his attention. There was a strange feeling of deja vu with the way Gojyo repeated what he had said only moments earlier.]

Was someone...just there?

[He gestures to the chair that is now unoccupied. This is all dream logic. There could have been someone there that he was unaware of because this isn't his dream. He calms himself down to remember that. It's only a dream. There are bound to be strange things happening.]

[ Gojyo smokes in silence for a second, frowning. ]

Hakkai, nobody's here but you and me. You okay?

[ There's an intangible sense of dissonance everywhere, as if this version of reality can't agree with itself anymore: the lights flicker; the chair Hakkai hadn't been sitting in has flipped around without moving. The rain seems to have stopped. ]

[Hakkai closes his eyes for a moment and pinches the bridge of his nose as if trying to refocus his own mind. He reopens them and finds things...off. As familiar a setting this is, it's a dream. It's still just a dream.]

Yes. I'm okay.

[He rights the chair and sits down. He tries to normalize the dream, even just a little by calling attention to the things around them.]

It's stopped raining. That's good, right?

[He listens out carefully and heightens his awareness to see if anything responds to his attempts at redirection.]

[ The lights seem to stabilize, but the heavy strangeness in the air is still there. ]

Why, you wanna go back out? It's like one in the morning.

[ The clock on the wall confirms it. Gojyo grins, propping his chin on his arms. ]

Don't be like me.

[Hakkai looks at the clock and sees that it is indeed 'one in the morning'.

He smiles just a little.]

Rain makes it a bit difficult to sleep. But you don't have to worry about me going out at this time.

[He's still a bit wary of where this dream might turn, but he's glad it's stabilized at least a little bit.]

[ Gojyo thumps the back of his chair against the table and watches Hakkai, somewhere between bored and content. ]

So you're gonna go to sleep?

[ Thump, thump. He tilts his head, cajoling. ]

We could do somethin' else.

[Even with as smart as Hakkai is, the only thoughts of 'doing something else' went to cards, walking around the town night life, and alcohol.]

Like what?

Liiiiiike—

[ Like what.

In a second he's on top of the table, on his stomach, pulling himself closer. The towel around his neck he drops on the floor; he's reaching for the collar of Hakkai's shirt with both hands— ]

I dunno. What do you wanna do?

[Gojyo clamoring for him like this is a foreign gesture. This wasn't what he was expecting. His eyes widen a bit with surprise and uncertainty. Why is Gojyo reaching for him like this? Why does Gojyo have that kind of expression on his face?

He could feel Gojyo's fingertips brushing the cloth of his collar and his heart gives one solid thud in his chest in alarm.

Before he can react in a less volatile manner, he grasps one of Gojyo's wrists with a firm grip and twists it around so that his palm is facing upwards painfully.]

[ He sucks in a pained breath and rolls with it automatically to protect his arm, and it stops him dead, just like it's supposed to—

And the dream is gone, just like that. ]

Event Log: Dreamwalker

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