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

[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.]

[sleight_of_hand]

[He managed to make it to the door before she called after him, and that was enough to get him to cringe. He paused, trying to just fling the door open and run out, but he couldn't quite manage it. Dammit, why did dealing with her always such a pain? Why couldn't she just find him useless like everyone else did?! It would be easier for them both!]

[Finally he turned to her slightly, and he knew that he had to be blushing something fierce, but there wasn't much he could do about it at the moment.]

S-sorry... I-I really... should get going...

[damselled]

[A few moments, and Maribelle runs after him, breathless and flushed. At the mention of him leaving, she - quite firmly - takes ahold of his arm.]

Oh, no, you most certainly do not Tohru. I demand you tell me just what is going on this instant.

[sleight_of_hand]

[Adachi grunted; oh no dammit, this was bad. Can't she just... let him make his exit all proper and dramatic? This was how it happened in the movies, why not real life?!]

C-c'mon; don't you know it's bad to assault a police officer?

[Play it off... playing it off always worked...]

[damselled]

Excuse me, but it is bad form to run out on a lady after making uninvited comments on her social interactions.

[Besides that, she really wants to know why he reacted in such a manner after telling her this. She already knows he and Yosuke don't get alone, but...]

[sleight_of_hand]

C-can we just pretend that didn't happen...

[There are take backs of that sort of thing, right? Right???]

[damselled]

We most certainly can not, Tohru.

[sleight_of_hand]

C-c'mon, I just spit it out in the moment; it...

[He wanted to say it didn't mean anything, but his throat choked on the words.]

[damselled]

I know you and Yosuke do not get along.

[Understatement.]

However, I deserve an explanation for your sudden outburst, do I not?

[Hint: The correct answer is "yes", Adachi.]

[sleight_of_hand]

L-look, it's... it's just nothing. I swear. Y-you got a... good thing going...

[From his tone it was obvious he didn't agree with his actual words.]

S-so don't let me saying stupid things ruin that for you!

[damselled]

"Going", Tohru? Yosuke is enjoyable to be around, certainly - but we are hardly engaged.

[Hi, guess who doest get what Adachi's saying (and who doesn't really know very much about dating). But she does like Yosuke, and he does make her laugh - and she has the feeling that she and Yosuke not really knowing each other isn't the problem, here.]

What are you saying, precisely?

[sleight_of_hand]

I...

[Dammit, why couldn't she take a hint and back off!? Why the hell was he having so much trouble with this!? She drove him crazy; she was pushy and encouraging and a pain to talk to and rather pretty and-- GODDAMMIT.]

[He hesitated, pressing the heel of his hand to his forehead. He didn't know what the hell to do; he wanted to just shake her off, run out the door and never look back, but there was a pretty high chance she'd keep stalking after him for her answer. Downplaying it and shrugging it off as nothing weren't working, so... what was he supposed to do?]

[With a groan at his own fucked up mental state, he leaned back just enough so he could thump his head hard against the door. In the next moment, however, he was leaning forward, his arms coming around her and pulling her close to him as tight as he could, his fingers digging into her side and arm as he clung to her.]

[damselled]

[She's left in complete shock when Adachi embraces her, and her heart seems to stop as her breath catches in her throat. This? This was why he didn't want her seeing Yosuke?

She freezes, her face flushing as he holds her close. But didn't he say he had someone, already? Surely he must mean something else - surely! Things can't be this simple.

Maribelle remains still, her body tensing up as Adachi holds her close, and she simply looks up at him, her eyes questioning him.]

[sleight_of_hand]

[Adachi couldn't look; he knew there would be rejection there if he looked at her face, so he kept his eyes closed as he hugged her close. Hell, the only reason she hadn't smacked him silly yet was probably because he had caught her off guard.]

[He pulled her a little closer, breathing in that sweet, flower scent that followed her around like a pleasant fog, before he finally let go. He still couldn't look as he turned around quickly, making his exit while he still could, his whole face and ears a brilliant shade of red.]

[damselled]

[And Maribelle could not quite bring herself to pull away. She had no intentions of being inappropriate - really, a lady of her station being so shameless was positively unthinkable! - but she was also so in shock that she truly did not know what else to do.

And then he pulled away and was gone, without so much as a backwards glance, and Maribelle stared after him, trying to calm down and tell herself that the butterflies in her stomach weren't butterflies.]