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

[derping]

[And Sora wants to speak, to come up with some kind of comeback to those accusations, to ask Riku what the heck has gotten into him, but it's tough to do so when he can't even figure out where to begin. When he doesn't even know how to begin. Hearing those accusations, thinking about them...it was like being quizzed about a book he had never read. He couldn't even begin to guess what his friend was talking about.

But, more importantly...why was he acting like this? The idea of bickering with Riku, or even one of them being mad at the other, wasn't completely strange to Sora. After all, what best friends didn't fight occasionally? But those accusations - about his Keyblade, about not caring - hurt, even though he didn't understand where they were coming from.

The worst part was that they sounded like they were supposed to.

He's still searching for words when Riku vanishes into the dark.]

What- Riku, wait!

[And Sora follows, even though he's not even sure if there's a way to follow. After all of that, he's not letting his friend get away that easily.]

[preblindfolds]

[Soon enough Sora will find himself stepping into the light, his surroundings changing, wrapping until he is no longer standing in the dark hallways of Hollow Bastion, but the deck of a large ship.

It's deceptively quiet, like there is nobody there, no noise made except the low sound of the waves below.

Until Riku steps forward at least, a light frown on his face, a cold glare directed at Sora.]

I didn't think you'd come, Sora. Good to see you again.

[Even though his words seem friendly... the tone of his voice is cool, careless... almost like he is just making small talk.

Which he just might, considering... Sora has already proved beyond doubt just where his loyalties lie (not with his old friends, the one he should be caring about; that's for sure). But well... he can show him the courtesy of politeness for now - and warn him away once more.

There's no place for a boy playing hero here.]

[derping]

[This is nothing like any ship Sora has ever seen before, and considering the fact that he had grown up on an island, that was saying something. It looked pretty big, and if circumstances had been any different, he would have been eager to explore.

But right now, he had to focus. There had to be a way to wake Riku up...but the only way to do that was to find him.

Thankfully, he didn't have to do much looking.]

Riku?

[Here is where, if all was as it should be, Sora would ask about those "new friends" Riku was so upset about, since they were nowhere to be found. Where Sora would still be lost, but not as lost, when responding to Riku, not fully understanding why his friend had made the decisions that he had. Why he wouldn't just come to his senses and start acting like himself again.

But all was not as it should have been, and Sora knew nothing of his original "script", or of the two friends he would have traveled the worlds with. All he knew was that Riku was acting funny and that he didn't know what was happening and that he needed to find a way wake his best friend up. Maybe understanding everything was the key, somehow.]

Where are we? What's going on?

[preblindfolds]

[Well, it's not like they ever needed anything that big back home. Though... if circumstances (and the ships captain) had been different Riku would have loved to explore it with him.

There is no chance of that ever happening though, not given his status as 'Keyblade Master' and his oh so righteous stance on Riku's prior actions (he may or may not be kind of bitter about those accusations. About the fact that Sora would not even hear him out. That he considered some animals and a heartless puppet more important than Kairi.

He can't help the nagging feeling that something isn't quite right though, the question Sora should ask had asked are different ones... but even though he narrows his eyes in confusion for just a second, he brushes it off a second later.]

What? Are you not worried about those animals you call your friends? Quite quick to abandon them, are you?

[Not all that surprising though, considering how quickly he had left his old friends. Well... too bad for him.]

Though, of course... instead of worrying about them, you should be asking... about her.

[He nods towards Kairi. Not that she needed any of Sora's help, not anymore. Neither does Riku.]

[derping]

[What new friends? And, whoever they are, why would Riku think that he was abandoning them, or...anybody, for that matter? Where in all the worlds did that come from?]

Riku, c'mon! Tell me what you're talking-

[His words are forgotten when he finally gets a good look at Kairi. She looked asleep, just like she was in that image of her that he saw during that weird meeting. His eyes widened in surprise and confusion, his emotions showing plainly on his face in the way that they almost always did.

Was she really just...sleeping? Or...]

Kairi!

[Sora takes a few steps closer, but he's reluctant to try to find a way up there for fear of chasing Riku off. After all, there's no way he can find a way to wake him up if he's spending all of his time chasing him.]

Is she okay?

[He doesn't sound as defensive as he would normally be in this situation, but that's because he's so confused about everything that the fact that Riku is actively trying to fight with him, that they aren't just having a conversation, refuses to fully sink in.]

[preblindfolds]

[Well, take some teenage insecurity, add some months of separation and a rather manipulative evil fairy and there you get Riku as he is now.

Something about this all is wrong though - Sora's reaction, this knot in his own chest, the familiarity of the situation... but why... what is-

He jerks his head sharply in an attempt to shove those feelings away, he had other things to focus on. Like putting down Sora. (Or you know attempting to. Considering that all his tries so far kind of went over Sora's head, despite his other lack of subtlety a̕͘ǹd̵̵͞ ̧͡ṕ̢a͏̵rt̡̕ ̴o҉f̢̢͝ ́͘ḩ́í̸͜m͏̷͡, ̨̛t͜h͏͠e ̵̸́ǫǹ̸ȩ͡ ̀͡h͡e̷̢ i̶͜s̸͘҉n't̴̵͞ ҉̶l̕í̴s҉t̢e̕ǹ̨i̛n̸̴̕g̨ t̡́o̴,̧̡́ ̶̀͢i̡s͝ ̢̕͢ưt̢t̕e͜͝rly̷͢ ̶͢͝u͘ns̷͘u̡͡͡rp̵̵r͢i͝s̢̛͠ed̴́ b̧͘y̨͟ ̵t͘h͢͡͝at.̨̨̕ ̡̕H̶͞o̕w̸ c̶̕͢o̴u̵͝l̶͏d̶̢̕ ̛S̡o͞͝͞r̨a͏́ ̡͏r҉̨e͝a͏̨c͡t̕ ̀́̕wi͜҉t̡́͜h ͘an̵̨̧y̴̨͝t̀h̶i̶n̡͜g͝ ̛͡b̵̶u͠t̢͢͝ ̶ś̶u҉͠ŗ͠͏ṕr̨̕i̴̧s͏̧é͢ ̵̕t̛o̴̧ ̛t̷h͞ose̸̷ ͡à͠c͢c҉̧u̸͝s̷̨a̸̴̕t́į͟o̧n̵̷,͢ ͘̕͞w̶h̛̕e̢͘n̨͝ ͜͠h̨̕͢e͘͘ ̶̷n͟e̶̢̕vę̸̛r ͝e̢̡x̴p̀e͏̀͠r̵i͢͝ę̶n̡͢ç͏̷e̶͜͢d͏ a̡ņ̵y̨ o̸f͜͏ ̵̛͝wh͟a͟t̵̷ ͏h̸̨e͟͝ ͘i̢s̶͞ r̛e҉̡f̧͏́e̡͢r̶̀r̨i̧̛n͢͝g̴ ̨͜͝t̵o,̀͜͠ ͝ẃ̡͏h̕̕en̴ ̴͟h́͜e̶ ̕h̴̷͝a͘͘s̨ ̛͡no̡ ̢i͏d͢ea̶ ͘ó̵̀f ̨́thè̸ t̡͏͟h̨ìn̨g̴s̵ ̴̕͜t́͞h͏át̶̡ ́h҉a͝͡d̨ o̴c͟c̢̀͠u̡͡r̀͠r̨̕è̢͝ḑ͢͏.͞

He turns away from Sora, eyes on Kairi's form, lips pressing together.]

She will be. [He's going to make sure of that, no matter the costs.] No thanks to you though.

[derping]

[Sora wished that he could figure out where to even begin. All of this...what was going on in Riku's head right now...had he dived into his friend's dreams, or his memories? Was it both? Sora wasn't sure if he liked either option, but either way, it was happening.

So, then, why was it happening? Why was Riku acting like he was upset? No, not just upset, but...something else. He had Riku had fought before, but Riku had never acted like this before. He'd never been so mean about it. That wasn't all that was off, but Sora knew he was nowhere even close to figuring out the rest.

But the more important question, probably, was still about Kairi. Why was she sleeping like that? What could have happened to her? He wished that Riku would just tell him, but...]

She will be? What's wrong with her now?

[But Sora can't keep it to one question, and, before he realizes it, his other question is coming out, too.]

And what are you so mad at me for, anyway?

[preblindfolds]

[Riku sneers down at him, eyes flashing in anger and bitterness; he had thought Sora might at least have caught on that much with the hints he had left that time in Monstro.]

There is no use telling you again and again, if you can't keep even that much in mind.

[Just as there is no use telling him why exactly he is angry with him.]

It doesn't matter anyways.

The Heartless obey me now, Sora. Now I have nothing to fear.

[Ę҉x̀͘c̡͝e̡͡p̵̴̨t̀ ̷̵t͞h҉a͢͞t ̴͜h̷̶̢e͟ ́̕d̡o̶e̶s͢.̛́ ̧͝E̵̵x̴c̢̧ept̢̨͞ ̷̕͘th̀̀ą̵t̵̢̢t͏̡hi̷̡͡s̢ ͡is ̷͝w̧r͢͝òng͜,̕ ͠a͘ ҉m̀͘͟i҉́͘s͏̕͠t͘͝a҉k͠e.̛ ́Ęx̷cep̛͘t͏ ̢̕͘t̷̶h̶͞ą͜t ̕h҉ę ͡f͢e̷a͠r̶e͟d ̷̢ţ̕h̨͘at̵̸ ̢h͡ę̴ ҉w̶o͞u͠l̨͢҉dn'́͢t̨ ̸͜b̵̧͝e̵̛ab̡͟l̵̕͘e̕ ͟ţ͡o͘͏ w҉̧ak̶͏e͜ ̀ư̶̷p͞ ́K͘̕air͘͡i͢ ̶̕͞a͜t͝͡ ̸tḩ̡a͡t̢ ͞m̶oḿ͝e͡n͟͢t̕.͘ E̷x̢c҉ep͏̴t͏͡ t̡͞͏h̴́à͢t͜͠͞ ͡h͜e̡͞҉ ͝kno͏̶̕w̷̸͡s̨̡̛be̸̸ţ͜t̶͏e͞ŗ͘ ͡b͜͜͜y̵̸̛ ̛n̴o̡w̶,̴ ͞t̡͠ha̧t̡͘͝ ̶t͢ḩe͢re ́͠͠ì̡͜s͟͞ ̨ņ̶o ̛su̧c̀̕h̨ ́th͘͜in͘͜͝g͏ą̸͜s̀ ̸t̨r̴̷ú̡l̸y̧͠ ҉̧c͏͝o̸͢nt͟r̵o̧ll̷͠in̵̢̛g̨͞ ̀͜t́h̵̶e̵͜ H̛ea͡ŕ̛t̛͟l̸͝ę͡ś̴s.̧̕͝

He reaches up for a moment, touching his forehead even as he turns away; he just wishes those headaches would finally stop. He can't effort the distraction.]