Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Second Dream Ƹ̴Ӂ̴Ʒ Forwarded to late night

[byakkoyagirl]

[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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[emp3thy]

[the beach solidifies again as she calls out, though the people on the edges are still hazy. Minato has his attention entirely on her.]

Who're you?

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

That's a shame. Arranged marriages are always such headaches from what I've studied. But don't say that. You aren't old and I think you can find a wonderful woman who would like you!

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

Paprika. Thanks for bringing the beach back. I never get to go here. [She moves toward him.] But why are you imagining a beach and sitting under an umbrella?

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[She understands that he's enjoying his time and so she steps into the scenery of the mall. Pictures, reflections and so forth as she watches him, doing her best to keep hidden.

The sudden darkness of the world coming in and out is strange, but it could be the signs of a cycling dream if anything.]

[emp3thy]

[The dream doesn't let him stay confused for long. As Paprika introduces herself, the scenery slowly flows back to its original pace. He lightly shrugs.] It's fun watching them.

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

We did love one another very much, I wish we could have been together. [He shakes his head.] I do not think so, Miss Paprika. What kind of woman could love a man such as myself? I have so many flaws that could make a woman run away or become disgusted with me.

[consultmybooks]

[Giles tries desperately to pull away from her.]

Let go of me! It isn't supposed to happen like this. She isn't supposed to lose!

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[...] Do you want to know more about my husband? [She doesn't wait for him to answer.] That man is a modern day genius. He's the one who invented the psychotherapy machines I work with and he's absolutely brilliant. But, he's a total slob. Obese, lazy, behaves almost like a child and can eat twice his weight in food.

Every person has their flaws, Chopin. The beauty of being in love is looking past what's outside and looking at the inside. And inside, I think you're a wonderful man.

[refinedmaestro.livejournal.com]

[He gives her a gentle yet sad smile.] You wouldn't say such a thing if you knew my true self, Miss Paprika. I don't talk about myself much to people because I'm afraid they will hate me or look down on me for my flaws.

[de_bel_survivor]

[If Paprika's close enough, she may vaguely make out the words from the strange whispers. But they're gone again.

Kouki's shadow is being distorted for a moment, but then, it's normal.

If he notice them, he didn't show it on his face.]

[blessedbyfarore]

[Link looks up sharply, then sighs - and the scene changes again, the plaza on an ordinary snowy day. No bodies, no blood - it's almost peaceful.]

The experiment. [He sighs, then ducks his head, letting the bangs cover his face again.] Sorry you saw that... I guess dying gives you bad dreams, huh?

[There's a flash - blink and you'll miss it - of Yuber running Link through with his sword, then Link winces and forcibly scatters the lingering traces of memory.]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry, but I can't. You aren't mentally stable right now Giles and this isn't safe.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

You shouldn't be so self-conscious, Chopin.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

I can't say anything for certain on that, but I guess so.

[She notices the flash, but once again doesn't even react.]

Are you going to be okay?

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

But wouldn't it be even more fun joining them?

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't hear the whispers but the distorting shadows do catch her eyes. This dream...was a lot different from the one she last saw Kouki have. Something about it felt more malevolent to her. She just hoped it was her imagination.]

[emp3thy]

[he's looking away now, out over the ocean, not at anyone in particular.]

I can't.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

Can't swim? [She's only kidding around.]

[emp3thy]

[Clever. He smiles back.]

Something like that.

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

I'm warm then. Are you afraid of water?

[emp3thy]

It's more like... [.....] They're still on vacation, and I have to leave.

[fabrecation]

[That actually makes Luke snap out of his stance to stumble to the side, startled by her sudden transformation and her appearing right beside him. It's the first steps he took within the dream, so when she lands by his side, he looks as if he's done something he really shouldn't have, and the atmosphere darkens to compliment that.

Luke straightens and rubs the back of his head, avoiding both her gaze and the looks from the bodies around them. The sky is a dark, dark color, but somehow the area around the two of them is well lit as if it's day light.]

Just a visitor, huh? So you're not one of them?

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

Then why not enjoy the last day? [She moves on to his side and tugs on his arm.]

[byakkoyagirl.livejournal.com]

Am I not one of them?

[She pauses for a moment and looks down at her arms, examining them.]

I don't have any purple blotches or white skin, so no! I guess I'm not.

[fabrecation]

That's... good.

[A few of the people seem to disappear at that, although Luke doesn't notice.]

Then you're not... I didn't...

[He looks up at her again - there were those wings of hers. He had those too, right? It was hard to remember things like this in a dream world.]

You're from... that place, right? The... place with the wings. Luceti?