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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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[What in the world--]

Buffy?!

[Where did she come from. There's no way she can teleport into dreams like she can so it has to be another part of the dream. But then what catches her eye is Giles. The real Giles. At least she hopes as much. She cautiously approaches, still wondering was going on.]

I'm all right--be careful!

[He lifts one hand, energy crackling in his palm and the figure that looks like Ted turns toward him as he begins to move toward it.]

[Paprika giggles at the bickering and turns back to Brooke.]

Not exactly. That experiment is teleporting me around. Looks like they figured out how my 'special ability' works I suppose.

[She smirks.] I can handle it.

[As she says that she moves toward the Sanji figure and aims her staff at his head. The staff looks wooden, but if it makes contact with someone then it'll feel like a steel pipe just bludgeoned them. No offense Sanji - you're a good cook, but she doesn't prefer you being a crazy looking demon in disguise.]

[The Slayer and the vampire start to fight, each blow expressing ferocity and hate on a primal level. This is an old fight, a habitual fight, one they've fought many times before. Giles watches them calmly. He glances over at Paprika as she approaches, and then looks back. He's incredibly pale and, while the rest of the dream is stark and nightmarish, he seems slightly...faded.]

You picked an unfortunate time to drop by.

[Naoki charges forward, fire blasting out from his palm at the Ted figure and--where he was standing melts away into dust, whipping past Naoki's face. He lifts his arm to shield his eyes from it.

Meanwhile, the Sanji figure? As soon as that staff comes in contact with his head, first it and then the rest of its body explode into dust.]

[Before Brooke can respond to this, Sara interrupts.]

Jason's special ability is—[When she notices that Brooke, Bronera, and Zain are all looking at her, she backs off.] Okay, okay, sheesh!

["An experiment?" Bronera asks, turning her attention to Brooke and Paprika both. "Is there perhaps something the rest of us have thus far been unaware of?"]

Magic is something that takes weeks, days, or even months of study. I was blessed with magical abilities due to my dying from tuberculosis or what I thought I would die from. Yet if you're interested in learning more about magic, I could help you or direct you to my friend Helios.

[It's a crowded beach in the heat of summer - except it's not too crowded, not really, just whenever you turn your head there's someone you haven't noticed before standing there. When you focus your attention on one part the rest seems to disappear so it stays tranquil even as it the world bustles past. There's all kinds of different people, from an elderly couple to a sharp businessman to an odd-looking monk in full robes sitting to the side and drinking sake. Most of the focus seems to be on a group of teenagers by the water, though - mostly girls being splashed by a guy in a baseball cap.

Minato himself is sitting under an umbrella on the edge of everything, seemingly apart from the rest of the scene. He has his eyes closed - dreaming within a dream? but at the same time, is obviously aware of his surroundings. It's all inside his head.]

[She smiles a little at that. Giles looked horrible, but she was glad that he was okay.]

The Malnosso are the masters of timing. I really wish I knew their secret.

[Her eyes sharpen and her tone flattens.] I can't say I am really. No offense, but I'm a woman of science.

[she pauses and then begins to laugh.]

Imagine if I was really like that.

[When the dust begins covering the area, Paprika takes the staff and twirls it around, generating a small whirlwind and getting the dust out of her immediate area. Her head then tilts to Naoki.]

Doing okay over there?

So do I. It's amazing what knowledge can do when it isn't in the hands of unknowable, omniscient psychopaths.

Sorry about it, by the way. It's still thinking with its teeth, and it doesn't seem much inclined to do otherwise.

[Naoki tilts his head, looking back at her and blinking.]

Yeah, I'm... I'm okay. [A brief pause and, seeming puzzled:] Who are you?

Huh? [She looks at Bronera and smiles.] No, not really.

[Paprika walks around the beach in a pair of blue jean shorts and her red t-shirt, her wings very visible behind her back. She's just looking around right now, admiring the beach view. It wasn't one she got to see often because she lived in a city, but she always did find something charming about it.

If Minato opens his eyes and looks around she should stick out in shifting crowds easily. Right now it seems like she's looking for something. Or rather, someone.]

Oh, right! I'm Paprika. [She begins walking towards him, her attire changing back to normal as she draws closer. Without the King's tunic covering her upper body her wings are also fully visible now.] Sorry for imposing like this.

Don't worry about it. [Her head turns around to see the two fighters clashing and then turns back to him.] Mind explaining to me why there are two of you? Or should I just figure that out myself.

I think I'm what's...left. I'm what it's using to keep pretending. Or what it should be using. It doesn't seem to care that much. [He also glances back again at the fighting, but his expression is a hopeless, bitter one.]

But we haven't been fed in a while, and so it's not that interested in thinking clearly to begin with.

[Naoki's eyes watch her clothes change and then his eyes catch on her wings and he blinks.]

Imposing? [He walks closer. The landscape begins to shift again, and wind whips past as the wasteland melts away into a rooftop, the sky seeming very close overhead. To look off the roof would get a view of only clouds.] Are you another villager...?

Fed? ...Why do I have feeling you don't mean food.

I mean food, yes.

Just...not your sort of food. [He looks back at her, evidently sympathetic.]

Paprika, you are a very kind and understanding individual. But when it called us a monster, it was being unfortunately literal.

[Once again, she ignores any change in scenery and makes a slightly sheepish smile.]

Yeah. I...sort of got teleported here.

[He laughs a little with her and nods.]

You're a much brighter person than that, Miss Paprika. Sometimes I think the man who eventually comes to hold your heart will be a very lucky one indeed.

...Huh. [Right, the fangs. Vampire most likely.] Well you aren't a monster. Whatever that is sure, but not you.

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