[open to all] Room full of people in your head

[applesaucemod]

The rift has gotten bored, and has decided it's time to bring people together for another dream party.

This time, when you find yourself within the dream, you'll be somewhere familiar. Perhaps somewhere you feel safe or at home, some place you miss, or were particularly happy at some point in your life. It might not be the same place every time you come back here, though.

There will also be a door where there didn't use to be one, even if there's no wall to surround it. If you go through this door, you will find yourself in endless simple corridor, lined with unmarked doors. And if you go through them, you'll pay a visit to someone else's room.


[There will monthly Dreaming party post like this. Same procedure as last time. Non-members welcome to tag in!]

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[beastisbeauty]

"Um, thanks," Bruce said, surprised. Style was not something he was complimented on very much. "Oh, at my old labs at Culvert University. I'm not sure why I would show up there."

[has_a_horn]

"Maybe it's something to do with familiarity." He nods to the bar around them. "Like an old hangout." Not that this is an old hangout of his, but he can pretend it was.

[beastisbeauty]

"I certainly spent enough time there," Bruce agreed. "It was the closest I ever came to being happy."

[has_a_horn]

Gabriel raises his eyebrows at him, genuinely a little curious about Bruce. "What made it so happy?"

[beastisbeauty]

Bruce considers the question, trying to remember how he felt back then.

"I was doing work that I loved and was good at. I thought my life was finally beginning, that I had a chance at some real success, some real happiness. I had my colleagues' respect and was dating someone I cared for. Everything seemed to be falling into place. I felt safe," Bruce finishes, the last word bitter and ironic.

[has_a_horn]

Gabriel nods. "So, what's keeping you from that now?" He points a finger at Bruce, holding him in place with a stare. "And don't say your alter ego."

[beastisbeauty]

Bruce shakes his head, smiling ruefully.

"No can do, I'm afraid," he objected. "It's hard to have a career, when you're on the run to keep the military from using your blood and DNA to develop weapons. Competent is also probably not the first word people think of for me."

[has_a_horn]

Gabriel shifts his glance from Bruce to the stage. He can understand the impulse to seek out excuses, but that doesn't mean that he's particularly excited when he hears them. "That's here? This New York?"

[beastisbeauty]

"Now? Age and experience I guess. I can't pretend to be safe, when working for the resistance, knowing what ROMAC does to people. The Other Guy is part of me and always will be. I know that now," Bruce tries to explain. "I think, now, my goal is just making sure I can be useful. I can't think in terms of personal ambition."