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Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Second Dream Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Forwarded to late night

[Around the afternoon, Paprika was released from the experimental alternate universe and went back to being her cheery dream girl self. And, like most others, she thought she was spared from the continued experiments.

Oh how wrong she was.

Like on the first night she arrived in Luceti, Paprika is going to be dropping into people's dreams through teleportation. Prepare to get your dreamspace invaded citizens of Luceti. Please don't kill her for this - she really doesn't want to imagine the crazy stuff you dream of.]

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[Naoki turns now, and the rest of the city vanishes, leaving only the wasteland. One of the demons prowls closer and he calls up fire in his palm, flickering and flaring brightly. He takes a step so that he can throw it but freezes--the demon doesn't stay the same shape.

One moment, it's as it was, but it's changing to other, more familiar forms--Ted, Sanji--each intent on taking him down.

He stumbles back a few steps, pressing his hand against his face with a grimace.]

Sounds like a lovers quarrel.

[Guess who's behind you all. Paprika already recognized the voices and the landscape, so it's easy to tell where she is. And yes, she enjoys making fun of everyone when she has the chance to.]

[The laugh unnerves her, but not as much as his comments. She turns her head around to look at the corpses and then turns to him. Her facial expression is rather blank, but her tone is firm.]

You killed them, didn't you?

I'm surprised. Well, I guess you might be a different Chopin than the one in my history. At least I thinks so - never read any history books that said magic existed in the 1800's.

[She looks down with him, but still doesn't react to the corpse. Although it's admittedly hard for her to keep this apathetic demeanor when there's clearly somebody sliced up and she's getting the feeling that this isn't a complete dream.]

Whatever happened isn't your fault. And if you say that it is then those words will eat away at you, until you really begin to believe them.

[The change of the demons surprises her to say the least. And seeing Sanji of all people being one of them now really unnerves her.

So, she changes her form into that of the Monkey King, and flies down, landing right by Naoki's side.]

Two against one isn't very fair.

Would have. Could have. Should have.

But no. Only one. And, you know, I am starving.

[As she sees the pale bodies crowding up between them Paprika takes to the sky as the Monkey King, but quickly changes back as she lands down by Luke's side.]

No one particularly important. Just a passing by visitor.

[Oh wow she does not like the sound of that. She doesn't move though, realizing that will only make him react. Right now though it was becoming apparent that this was not the same Giles she was dealing with on a regular basis.]

The grocery store is always in stock of any food you can think of.

Yes. An entire village. Full of peaceful, pleasant fools. They should know better. I warned them.

I warned you.

That's pretty rude, calling me a fool. Just because you're a librarian doesn't mean you know everything.

Perhaps I am, Miss Paprika. The books of history aren't all exactly spoken truth about me, so you shouldn't believe everything you read in books.

Oh, trust me I know that. I'm not much of a person who looks for knowledge in a book. The concept of magic is just odd to me in real life terms, but I'm getting adjusted to it. Stuff like that only existed in fictional tales and dreams, but seeing it real is a bit fun.

[Giles whirls around and snarls. His game face is out, yellow eyes glowing and fangs bared.]

[Naoki jumps, startled, eyes flicking over to her. She doesn't look like one of the regular faces in his dreams, nor a demon and he blinks a couple of times.]

Ah--who...?

[But he's distracted. Their opponents are moving and he's lifting his hands slightly. Sanji's face isn't like his usual--his eyes are without pupil, as are Ted's. And once in a while their bodies will blur, like the strange cityscape from before.]

[As he whirls around she jumps back, changing to her Monkey King attire as she does and forming a long red staff in her right hand.]

That's a pretty scary look you're showing me Giles. If you even are him right now.

No time to explain. Don't be fooled by what you're seeing. [She lets a long red staff form in her hands and holds it, ready to attack if she needs to.] Get ready.

No. Not anymore.

A monster. That's all that's left.

[He growls as he looks around again at the bodies.] So they say. And so that's all I need.

So, you say you're a monster just because other people say it? I never thought you would be the type to conform to other people's ideas, but then again you aren't acting like yourself anyway right now.

[Giles grins, and his fangs are suddenly bloody.] I know what I am. No one knows better than I do, and if I needed reminding, that's fine. It's so very disorienting, at first. That's why we're so easy to kill.

I killed her and I drank her dry. I was hungry, and she was there. Would have killed him to, without a second thought, if he hadn't tasted so disgusting.

[His voice is all but vibrating with anger and hate. Not necessarily at her, not necessarily at anyone, but definitely there.

Paprika might also feel a...presence behind her as Giles speaks.]

[Naoki fixes his gaze on the two of them, clenching his hands into tighter fists. One of them shifts, draws a leg up and then brings it crashing to the ground, sending out a spiral of electricity in their direction.

He shudders but then he's tensing and dashing to the side, sparing a glance for Paprika.]

[She shakes her head lightly.]

You can tell me a hundred times over that you're a monster. You can even try to prove it to me a hundred times over. But, I've seen monsters Giles. I've met them and dealt with them. Two of them actually. You aren't a monster.

[She feels the presence and once she does a cloud forms under her feet and flies her into the air, landing her several feet away from Giles and the odd presence behind her.]

[When the electricity appears Paprika hops a few feet toward the opposite side of Naoki, separating them even further.]

You alright over there?

[Buffy steps up to take Paprika's place, an ornate scythe over one shoulder. She doesn't speak. There's...another Giles, standing beside her, looking exhausted and half-dead. He doesn't speak, either, just lays a hand on Buffy's shoulder for a second. She looks up at him and smiles, before starting forward towards the vampire version.]

["It is not!" Sara protests before anyone realizes that the voice didn't come from any single member of their own group. Zain looks in the direction the voice came from, and the others follow suit. There is a flicker of recognition on their faces, especially Brooke's as she remembers Paprika from the previous dream and this time knows what her presence here means. Unlike last time, however, the dream itself remains stable.]

Trust me, they've got no interest in each other whatsoever.

["Why would I be interested in that dummy, anyway? He's a stupid reckless idiot and can't cook anything worth a darn with or without his stupid fire Variants!" Sara is continuing her outburst of a response, while the older girl—Bronera, if Paprika remembers from before—whispers something to Zain.

"Yeah, and besides, there's Erika back home and—hey, wait! I'm not stupid and I can cook, thanks!"

"Charcoal, charcoal, chaaaarcooooal~!"]

Sora mea, will you two stop already? [Brooke sighs.] Anyway. Just...dropping in for a visit or something?

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