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Entry tags:
- character: asmodia antarion,
- character: castor el-saeid,
- character: cole,
- character: daine sarrasri,
- character: gabriel,
- character: greta baker,
- character: iman asadi,
- character: jack frost,
- character: james t. kirk,
- character: jess mariano,
- character: johnny truant,
- character: king richard,
- character: rashad durant,
- character: steven universe,
- character: sunshine,
- character: the balladeer,
- dropped: seth,
- party post
It's a Waste of Time, Chasing in the Dark

Tonight, the dreamers will find themselves in a forest. Or an office. Or a suburban living room. Or a castle tower. Or a grocery store. The dream is a patchwork of assorted settings, each one blurring inelegantly into the next, most of them only claiming half an acre or so. The hodgepodge makes for quite a sight.
Or it would, if the dreamers could see anything. Natural light is in short supply. In fact, there isn't any light at all, not even a faint twinkle of starlight; you might as well be deep inside a cave. No matter how good their eyes might be, the dreamers won't be able to see their own hands in front of their faces - not unless they can fashion some sort of light source out of whatever they might manage to find. The dream isn't inclined to make things easy; any appliances or electrical light sources the dreamers stumble over won't be plugged in, and any walls, however solid they might seem, won't contain any wiring. A small fire might be the best bet - presuming you can find any means of lighting one.
But there's good news. Each of the dreamers will find themselves with a second set of
Just… move carefully. You wouldn't want to trip over someone else's dæmon by mistake. Imagine how awkward that would be.
[ooc: y'all know the drill. Characters don't have to be apped or in the game to show up, and dreamers can remember or forget the events of the dream at the player's discretion. This particular dream isn't a power nerf - a character with the ability to create light could still do so - but the range will be extremely localized, as if the darkness is a solid thing that doesn't want to be pushed back.]
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Steven feels very curious. Young but old, happy but sad, both bright and shadowed. The kindness, though, the compassion - that is strong enough that Cole feels almost a kinship with him.
Most importantly, though he is at least partly a child, he is not afraid, not of the deep darkness that surrounds them, not of Cole. Dark is frightening - there are bad things hiding in the dark, bad memories of pain and hunger. But Steven has faced fear before.
"I'm here," says Cole again, reaching out toward the torch so the glow catches his hand. "Have you dreamed like this before?" Cole remembers the dream where he met Daine, but it was so different.
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"Do you want a torch?" Allirea asks, tail waving. "We made a bunch of them in case anyone else needed one." It had seemed likely.
"Or we made some fires, if you want to come sit by them." Steven lifts his hand from Allirea's side so he can gesture back over his shoulder. "They're just back thataway." He likes the idea of getting a bunch of people together to sit around the fire, but if anyone would rather not, at least they can leave them with something.
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"Thank you, Steve, Allirea," he murmurs.
Near flaps softly around his hands, avoiding the torch, and does not speak. She thinks, perhaps, she should not be seen - like the parts of Cole that do not fit. She does not know what she is anymore than he does. It is difficult, he thinks.
"Sitting would be nice," he says after a moment.