DREAM A LITTLE DREAM WITH ME

[capax_infiniti]

Characters: all the characters involved in the Dream Event
Setting: various dreams, various locations
Format: any
Summary: Xehanort draws a large amount of the tower into worlds constructed from their dreams in an attempt to learn about everyone en masse
Warnings: ANYTHING AND EVERYTHING


[Tendrils of magic wound their way around, lines of energy flickered into existence, forming a large shape on the ground around where Xehanort sat with his back straight and legs tucked neatly beneath him. Perfect. It was a bigger scale than the one he'd done but a month before, already he could feel the flickers of connection, the shape getting brighter and more defined.

More participants. More mental drag. There was little to worry about. With Xigbar on guard duty, his sleeping body would be quite safe. No, it was time to dream... and see just who would follow.

Darkness shrouded his hand, keyblade flaring into life, and he gripped the handle in both hands, aiming it at the ground, at the keyhole defined by criss-crossing darkness responding, resonating...

drowsiness laced through him, the blade in his hands sagging downward until the tip touched the ground, his posture slacking, head and shoulders slumping slightly

in slumber, the dreams of others awaited

the Master was asleep.]

OOC NOTE BECAUSE I CAN'T EDIT THE POST IT'S ON ANYMORE AND NOT REDOING ALL OF THAT: Dreamers should post to their REAL WORLD thread explaining where their character is, if they made it to a bed or if they're on the floor somewhere or wherever.

If you have questions for me, put them in your base character thread!

If I missed you somehow, let me know and I'll add you to the appropriate section!

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Dream #10 Displaced and Unneeded

[turkleader]

All empires fall, Veld had told him, back when he had asked why he intended to be there for when Rufus ShinRa became president. Why they should be loyal to him, and not to the company. But those who do what is needed, always survive.

As he watched the top of the building, waiting for Rufus to fall, he remembered that. All empires fall. As much as Rufus might believe in a second chance, a third chance, even a fourth chance, there was something that Tseng knew. Something he'd begun to learn, early on.

He wasn't needed. Oh, sure, the Turks were needed, and as long as ShinRa was a company, they would always be needed. But Tseng himself wasn't needed. Elena had done some growing up, Reno was shaping up into a better man, and Rude knew what to do and when to do it. So what was Tseng needed for, if only to be the director of a department that didn't really exist anymore?

Waiting for the president to fall, he was ready to save him once again. Anyone could do this, and perhaps it was time for Tseng to look to a different future, one that didn't involve him in a place that he was no longer needed.