asgardmeridiem | OPT-OUT EVENT LOG: DREAM A LITTLE DREAM

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OPT-OUT EVENT LOG: DREAM A LITTLE DREAM

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! ]

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If Maribelle was hoping to deflect Yosuke's attention from her telltale blush, she was in luck, because the shade of red that immediately flooded into his own face made hers look positively ghostly. He opened his mouth to at least stammer something in reply, managed a feeble gurgle, and looked away, feeling that same heat rise to the top of his head. Ugh, look at him: on the verge of a heart attack already, and he hadn't even taken her anywhere yet!

Awkwardly, he fidgeted with the collar of his jacket, pulling his headphones a bit further down. He hadn't meant to clean up, he'd just thrown this one on to make a change from the one that had been kissing the pavement for far more of today than he was proud of... okay, and maybe a little so he wouldn't accidentally remind himself of his flub earlier.

"...Yeah!" he said, finally. "Yeah, tonight." He cleared his throat, hoping it would clear out enough of these butterflies for him to regain his ability to speak in sentences. "You wanted to know what a movie is, right!?"

"I would, indeed. I know so very little about other worlds, Yosuke, and I would like to learn of yours." The little she knew about other worlds ranged from terrifying to fascinating - and sometimes, they were both at once. Besides, it helped her keep her mind off how very far she was from her own world, and that comforted her somewhat.

"And where are we going for this?" she inquired politely, idly twirling her parasol as she walked up to him. He hadn't told her, yet - not that she remembered, at least, for their earlier argument had pushed most of the details from her mind.

"Oh, didn't I say? There's a good TV at headquarters, and I doubt most of the other places that used to be open still are, so we might as well do it there."

Crossing his arms behind his head with exaggerated nonchalance, Yosuke started to lead the way. This welcome hall wasn't as bad as some of the others, but... no, hold it, bad Yosuke, no letting his mind wander! Who knew when he'd get a chance to do something like this again!?

Still, only the slightly glazed look in his eyes would have given away those nerves of his, because it wasn't as if Yosuke had ever been in the habit of engaging his brain before starting to babble.

"As for what I chose... well, don't sweat it! But you'll get the full experience of contemporary youth, don't worry. ...Or something like that."

"Very well," replied Maribelle, walking alongside Yosuke. She knew where Everyday Sunshine building was, of course, having been there several times before, but she was content to not take the lead, for once. She noticed the look on Yosuke's face and giggled. "Are you truly so worried, Yosuke?" she asked. "I assure you, there is no need to be - that is, as long as you are a gentleman." And if he wasn't, that was what the parasol was for.

"Tell me - however did you come up wight he name of your building? It's very... odd." In a nice way, naturally - but still, quite odd.

"Whuh?" Yosuke started, only just now realising how far his attention had wandered. Get a grip, he told himself. It wasn't like him to space out, picturing her in... Look, he was doing it again already. She was standing right there! He didn't need to daydream...! "Oh, the building?"

Okay! That was a topic change he could go with before he got himself into a knot overthinking all of this.

"Ha, yeah, it's like something out of a commercial... Er, I mean, it's kind of cheesy. It's Souji's name, though. Back when we first had the idea, I was - kind of out of action for a bit, so he took care of that. You wouldn't know to look at him, but my partner can be a pret-ty big nerd from time to time -"

At that point, he caught his smile widening, and gave himself another mental shake. What was he doing, talking about Souji while on a date!?

"I got to like it, anyways," he added, a shade weakly all of a sudden. "It's, um... It's still kind of impressive they'd let a bunch of high schoolers rent it out to begin with, yeah? And you gotta have a name when you do this stuff."

Yosuke seemed rather more distracted than usual, and Maribelle gave him a quasi-critical, mostly-questioning look. Fortunately, Yosuke chose that exact moment to talk. The way he smiled, thinking about Souji... Souji really must be someone special to him. "Your friend seems quite interesting," she offered politely, remembering their decidedly less than pleasant meeting they'd had some time back. It was hard to blame them - she wasn't there for whatever had happened, after all - but thus far, Adachi truly hadn't shown her anything to make her think he had committed any crimes.

"You must be a very capable team, to be allowed such responsibility."

Yosuke laughed. "Well, I don't like to brag, but we got some real superstars! Literally, even. It was just him who ended up dealing with the bank and everything back then, though. I guess even in a place like this, he's an easy guy to trust. That's basically how I met him, after all."

Stepping out of the welcome hall and finally getting some more fresh air did help his nerves a little, thankfully, although he still couldn't quite relax his shoulders as they headed on down the street.

Superstars? Sometimes, Maribelle hadn't the foggiest idea as to what in the worlds Yosuke was talking about. It had been hard enough for her to learn slang from her own world, never mind that of another. "Oh? And how precisely did you meet?"

Yosuke and Souji must be close, for Yosuke to speak of him like this. Perhaps she could tell him about Lissa, later.

"Hm? It's a pretty long story, y'know." On the other hand, it was about his best friend, so it was one Yosuke didn't mind telling... in edited highlight form, but still. "I guess it'll be a couple years ago soon..."

But he stopped abruptly, both in his story and in his tracks. "What the - how did you get all the way over here?"

Fluttering back down to the ground from where it had nudged Yosuke's elbow, the offending reinhare twitched its nose at him, and then at Maribelle for good measure.

Maribelle was all set to listen to Yosuke's story when she saw the reinhare that had nudged him. It didn't look terribly familiar - her own reinhare was likely hopping about in the Freya district, as MAribelle left the creature to its own devices when she was out and about.

"Goodness me," she inquired, raising an eyebrow, "is that yours?"

"I told it to hold down the fort!" Yosuke protested, conveniently sidestepping the question of whether he should be held responsible for an animal he just couldn't seem to get rid of. "I don't know how he followed us... You're one persistent little furball, I'll give you that."

He knelt down, his clumsy attempt to safely pick up the reinhare distracting him from thoughts of his partner for the time being - and, briefly, from Maribelle.

"You told a reinhare to watch everything?" asked Maribelle incredulously, blinking at Yosuke. She didn't even know whether they could understand what anyone said (although she had, on occasion, talked to Lissa). She sniffed impatiently at Yosuke, moving to pick up the creator herself. She was, after all, covered up and wearing gloves, as she was wont to do, so it would be much safer for her to pick up the little thing than Yosuke - and knowing him, he would just end up giving himself another migraine, anyway.

"Well, okay, more like to just stay freakin' put for once," Yosuke mumbled, still distracted. "I left him extra cat food and everything..."

Expecting the animal to poke an antler into his eye and squirm free at any moment, he began to lean back, and was thoroughly unsurprised to feel the reinhare's warm weight slip out from the crook of his elbow - but then he glanced down to scoop it up again, and immediately jerked his head round in surprise. "What the -"

- whoa. Since when had she been standing so close?

Oh man. That was it, he had to get up in a hurry, or else she'd take this the wrong way... And yet the different kind of warmth now creeping up the side of his face without his permission seemed to have beaten him to it, because the rest of him promptly froze.

Maribelle sighed. "I find them to be more fond of fresh vegetation." Not that they didn't like meat, but Maribelle very much doubted they liked cat food. She'd taken good care of Lissa, and so the reinhare had taken to being incredibly loving and protective of her mistress, cuddling affectionately whenever she could. Yosuke's reinhare, meanwhile, was not happily snuggling in Maribelle's arms, causing the girl to smile as she looked down at it fondly.

This meant, of course, that she was not paying any particular attention to either Yosuke or his embarrassment.

Thank goodness for small mercies, then, though it wasn't as if Yosuke's karma would ever have allowed him anything bigger. Jolting himself back into action, he rocketed forward to swipe the reinhare away. "Sorry!" he stammered. "Sorry, I didn't mean to make you -"

But no sooner did he lay a bare hand on the creature's fur than a momentary burst of red across his field of vision prompted him to flinch back in surprise. "Gah," he mumbled, "frickin' thing..."

"I beg your pardon?" asked Maribelle stiffly, cooling as Yosuke swiped the creature from her without so much as an if-you-please or by-your-leave. But, of course, Yosuke's horrendous luck had to bite him, and she couldn't quite bring herself to tell him off for his presumption.

Besides, it appeared as though he was rather distressed enough as it was. "Are you quite alright?"

"I'm calm!" said Yosuke, hastening to tuck the indignant reinhare safely under his arm. "I'm totally calm, and... that's not what you're asking at all, is it?"

Belatedly, it occurred to him what a golden opportunity he'd just missed. Oh well. At least his face probably couldn't get much rosier.

He sagged. "...Should I just stop talking now?"

Despite herself, Maribelle found herself laughing. She couldn't help it; Yosuke was always so funny when he got worked up. After a moment, she calmed herself, and stifled another giggle. "No, Yosuke, it is not. And I do believe you are the very opposite of calm, at the moment."

She shook her head after a moment, turning as if to continue on. "Not at all! Shall we move on?"

Despite himself, Yosuke managed a weak smile back. Hey, even if it was at his expense, she seemed pretty happy... That was a good sign after what happened earlier, wasn't it?

"Alright!" he said, doing his best to hurry on ahead and pretend nothing had interrupted him. "So, movies..."

Maribelle nodded as she followed him. "What are they, exactly?" He'd explained what they were to her before, but honestly, she still had trouble grasping the concept. Truly, it sounded more like a moving, talking painting than anything else she had heard of.

"Oh, didn't I explain it that well before? Sorry." At least he wasn't too bad at giving the impression of having recovered quickly. "How else would you... hmm. But you like reading, don't you?"

Maribelle nodded at Yosuke, smiling. "I do. It's a shame I've not had a chance to read as much as I would like while here. I'm sure the literature in this place is fascinating."

"Ha, if it's anything like the video games, that sounds about right." He waved his free hand hastily before he could lose his train of thought again. "Well, you can think of a movie like a book! Kind of. But a book just does it with words, and a movie does it with video. That's basically it."

"Oh" She knew about video games. "Ellie took me to the - arcade, was it? To play some video games. It was quite entertaining." Even if she hadn't quite managed to figure out how to play the fighting game, she'd still had quite a lot of fun with it.

"With Ellie, huh?" He cocked his head. "Wonder if she's gotten any better... But yeah, it's easier to pick them up than explain them, isn't it? And it's easier to watch a movie than talk about it. So come on!"

And off he went, squirming reinhare in tow.

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