OPT-OUT EVENT LOG: DREAM A LITTLE DREAM

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Who: EVERYONE that stayed in Asgard
What: the Dream a Little Dream mingle log
When: Day 515 ( Sept. 25/26 )
Where: all across the city!
Rating: PG-13. Anything higher than that should be taken to a private log, please!

Day 515 ( Sept. 25/26 )

Progress through the ice blockade will be slow and narrow, as they can't possibly hope to clear the entirety of the forest that has been buried under Thiazi's black ice. Now that they know the source of her magic's corruption, it might not come as a great surprise when cracking open the ice unleashes a strange burst of magic.

At the halfway point between Utgard and Asgard, a pulse of energy will move through the entire city, immediately putting every mortal it touches to sleep. This part of the curse is mandatory and your character must fall asleep; the dream effects of it are not mandatory, and can be played with at your discretion. During this first wave, Travellers will be granted a brief dream - that does not belong to them. They will see, from the dreamer's point of view, every hope and goal and aspiration that the dreamer wishes to complete before the end of days. Whether it's simply confessing their love to an old friend or saving their home planet or perfecting an Asgardian pie, your character will see someone else's ideal resolution before Ragnarok. More on plotting this below!

Upon waking, the Travellers will be plagued with the indistinct whispering of several voices overlapping one another and a slight headache. Both symptoms will gradually increase over time until it reaches incapacitating pain and nausea. The only way to assuage the symptoms is to find the owner of the dream and either maintain physical contact for an hour or discuss the subject of the dream until a full confession has been made. After that, the symptoms will fade and the Travellers will be free to carry on with their day.

There will be other pulses of magic at random throughout the day; these are not mandatory and you can feel free to have your character experience as many or as few dreams as you wish. All dream-sharing will cease by the end of the day, as the blockade progresses past that centre-point of magic.

[ OOC NOTES: This is the mingle log for the Dream a Little Dream opt-out event! Random pairings have already been sent out, but you guys can still feel free to plot with each and pair up anywhere you like. Please remember that these dreams are meant to be positive; details can be found here. Please put [OPEN/CLOSED] along with the time and location in the title of your comment. Let us know if you have any questions! ]

Comments

[damselled]

I will be fine, Tohru. Surely you must realize that by now.

[sleight_of_hand]

S-still...!

[Dammit... just dammit, dammit, dammit! After a moment, he stood up straight, forcing out a breath.]

...just don't over do it...

[damselled]

I have no intentions of doing so, Tohru. I know my limits.

[sleight_of_hand]

Sometimes I wonder.

[He hesitated; he needed to go, if he stayed he... he just couldn't stay.]

I-I gotta go.

[damselled]

W-wait.

[She may be putting on a brave face, but she's still a bit scared, and it shows as she gazes up at him.]

Would you... stay with me, please? Just for a little while, of course. I wouldn't dream of keeping you for too long.

[sleight_of_hand]

I-I...

[He tried really hard to say he had other things to do, but... he could see that fear in her eyes, and he couldn't do a damn thing. His protests dried up in his throat one by one, until he finally sunk down into a chair.]

[damselled]

... Thank you.

[She doesn't know where she - or he - will be when and if the next wave hits, or what condition it will leave them in.]

Would you care for some tea?

[sleight_of_hand]

Yeah, sure...

[He didn't even think of his answer, or the fact that it was probably a bad idea to have her up and walking around. He was too busy trying to sort out his own damn mess.]

[damselled]

[She doesn't want to sit around like some helpless porcelain doll, either, so she gets up and busies herself with the kettle, preparing the tea.]

How lovely. I do believe I need a nice cup of tea after all this mess.

[sleight_of_hand]

[Adachi didn't respond, instead planting his hands over his eyes and rubbing hard. Dammit, he should have just left. This was going to end badly if he stayed, but his ass stayed planted in the chair, like it was determined to rebel against him.]

[damselled]

[It only takes a few minutes before the kettle is boiling, and only a few more before the tea is ready, and so Maribelle comes back with it, pouring some for Adachi before herself.

It's a citrus blend, this time - Lissa's favorite.]

[sleight_of_hand]

[Adachi's never one to turn down sweeter things, and apparently with tea it's no exception. He downs it pretty quickly, keeping his mouth shut. If he said anything, he was afraid it would be the totally wrong thing to say.]

[damselled]

{She chuckles, pouring him more.]

It's quite delicious, isn't it?

[sleight_of_hand]

[...crap, he had to talk.]

Yeah, it... it's great.

[damselled]

I'm glad you like it! I've always been rather fond of citrus.

And are you feeling any better? You do seem to still be a little pale.

[sleight_of_hand]

G-geeze, how many times do I have to say you don't have to worry about me?

[Seriously, he should just get a record player and put it on repeat.]

[damselled]

It doesn't matter how often you say it, Tohru. I will still worry.

After all, you worry about me, do you not?

[sleight_of_hand]

[No Yes No GAH!]

H-ha... o-of course I do...

[damselled]

Ha! I thought as much. You needn't be so coy.

[sleight_of_hand]

[Adachi let out a frustrated noise.]

I'm not trying to be coy. I just... I...

[damselled]

Hm?

[Guess who doesn't get it, Adachi? THIS LADY.]

[sleight_of_hand]

I...

[Oh dammit, he needed to spit something out, some kind of bullshit lie or something, but nothing was coming to mind. Why the hell did she always do this to him?! Something, something...]

[He held his tea cup so hard he might well have cracked it, finally spouting out the first thing that came to his head:]

I don't want you going out with Hanamura!

[...fuck.]

[damselled]

[What.]

.... What?!

[sleight_of_hand]

[Crap, crap, CRAP; this went south so damn fast. Abort, abort!]

[Adachi shot up from his seat, his face sheet white.]

I-I gotta go!

[Door, door... he damn near ran for the door after twitching around a few times, trying to remember how directions worked.]

[damselled]

[Maribelle stands up, calling after him.]

Tohru!

[She probably shouldn't have stood up as quickly as she did, because now she's feeling faint again. But she manages to keep her footing, and stares after him in utter shock.]