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!

Comments

[forceless]

This one was definitely different-- somehow it was both less chaotic, but more befuddling than some of the others before. Perhaps it was because the others at least involved a battle; Ven knew magic himself, but he had no idea what was going on.

He wore a mask now which was....weird, to say the least. His clothes were less complicated and patterned, however, as if to balance it out.

He didn't waste that much time with the headpiece though. He carefully slid the mask off once he was sure it was safe to do so (was it? he had been fine removing the helmet in Zelda's dream after all), and-- with his view now less obstructed-- took a glance around.

[hero_of_smiles]

When Ventus removed his mask, the young boy instantly turned to him. Oh, this boy looked interesting. Walking over to him, the child stared up at Ven with a smile, tilting his head curiously up at Ven. "Can you show me a trick? Like everyone else is doing?" the boy asked, soon raising a hand to point at the other guests in masks preforming magic.

[forceless]

"--Huh?"

Ven looked at the boy curiously, and looked up at the surrounding guests when he gestured towards them. "Uh..." A trick? Well, his magic was primarily for combat, but...

He dug into his pockets, before removing a few of the smaller crystals for melding. He let them rest in his open palms, and crouched down so the kid could get a better look. "See these?"

[hero_of_smiles]

The boy just continued to stare up at Ven awaiting for that trick he had asked for. He wouldn't say much else until something happened. But when the older boy knelt down to him to show him the crystals, Cross tilted his head. "Yeah, I see them." The boy continued to look at them for a moment before looking to Ven. "Are you going to make them into fireworks? Or maybe you'll summon a huge dragon to fly on?"

[forceless]

A bit of a mysterious smile flickered across his face. "Watch--"

He waved his hands up just slightly and tossed the crystals into the air. As they began their descent, but before they made it all the way back into his open palms, they were caught in a swirl of wind that emanated from the palms of his hands. The spell persisted, and the crystals continued flying around in mid air, guided by the circular current.

[hero_of_smiles]

The boy watched, awaiting for the magic trick, and when it happened, his face grew into delight. He clapped as he watched the crystals spin through the air. Was there more? Well even if there wasn't he continued to clap.

"That's a really good trick, mister! I wish I could do stuff like that..." that was where the boy's expression of delight was starting to falter.

[forceless]

He was happy the kid was delighted! And after another few go arounds, the small tornado stopped and the crystals fell back in his hand, his fingers closing over his palms to grip the crystals.

"It's easy! Once you learn a bit of magic, stuff like this becomes no problem. You could probably learn too, if you wanted."

[hero_of_smiles]

The boy just shook his head though. He was looking sadder by the moment with each passing word Ven was telling him. "I can't learn...I'm not special enough to know how. I'm just boring..."

Ven could probably start noticing that the blue candle light was beginning to fade away as an oncoming darkness was shrouding the two. But there only just seemed to be light between them now.

[forceless]

He frowned, even moreso when he noticed the surroundings. Darkness wasn't usually a good thing, but he still kept his attention focused on the kid.

"Don't say that-- do you know how long it took me to be able to summon anything on my own?" And his frown carefully returned to a sad smile. "Anyone can learn how; no one's born with the knowledge to do something special. That's something you learn."

[hero_of_smiles]

"I can never learn magic. You have to be born right to be able to use it, I'm not. I'm just useless," the boy continued to state. Quizzically he looked up at the boy. "You're special, you're better. It's just how it is. Nothing can change it."

The darkness seemed to have halted around them now. The boy raised a hand up to the boy. "Thank you for showing me that trick. I'm Cross, so please show me more soon okay? I wanna see everything that I can't do," in which he offered a sad smile, awaiting for Ven to shake his hand.

[forceless]

Was that how it was on this kid's world? You had to be 'born' with it? The concept didn't even make sense to Ven-- everything in his world was inherited, passed on, or taken for oneself. He'd been given his keyblade, he hadn't been born with it. And he had had to train to be able to use it properly. Were there really people that weren't able to grab these things on their own?

His smile regressed back to a frown, but he nevertheless took the child's hand and shook it. "I'm Ventus. I'll be glad to show you all sorts of stuff, if you want; just remember, I'm not that special."

The dream shall end now.

[hero_of_smiles]

"Of course you're special, Ven. Anyone with magic is." And with those last words and that shake of the hand, the boy completely faded away into the darkness, leaving Ven there alone.