It's a Waste of Time, Chasing in the Dark

[applesaucemod]

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 dubiously useful eyes, because they'll be joined - again, or for the first time - by their dæmons. Granted, said dæmons won't have much more luck seeing in the total darkness than anyone else, but at least no one will have to feel alone.

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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[spiritofwinter]

Mary stifles a laugh -- poorly -- and Jack raises an amused eyebrow at the little bee. "Uh, yeah," he says, completely failing to hide his amusement at the question. "Kind of. What's yours?"

[rae_of_sun]

Sunshine raises an eyebrow. It was a fair question, but okay, slang doesn't always translate across universes. She's not sure it qualifies as funny, but the kid appears to be a teenager, and teenagers are categorically the worst. She makes a mental adjustment to her expectations.

"Sunlight," she says. Given the circumstances, it could almost go without saying. "There's something off about this darkness, though. It's a bit... thicker than normal." She wrinkles her nose in general displeasure. "I can normally see in the dark, but not this stuff."

[spiritofwinter]

As far as Jack is concerned, this conversation is delightful. Someone seeing him without knowing who he is might be the weirdest thing that's happened to him since he fell through the Rift, but it's weird in a funny way.

"Like I said, I was outside and it was the same out there," shrugs Jack. "No moon, no stars. But if it's a dream it doesn't have to follow the same rules, right?"