10. [text/video]

[brodakota]

If anyone's having any trouble with the latest round of dreams, I can help. Or at least listen if you want.

I figure I owe you guys since I got helped last time.

[A little while later, the video's on and there's a variety of holograms appearing. Some fireworks, a few dream eaters, a moogle. All a familiar red and blue colour. Theta's trying his best to cheer people up.]


[ooc: timing for this is nebulous and can easily become action if that's what you want. Just let me know the subject line or somewhere how you want to do this.]

Comments

(Video; at least for now)

[4letters4ninja]

[Ziva's lying on a pillow, looking at the video through the screen on the communicator. She looks tired, because sleep is at a premium with her dreams right now. Ducky's looking over her shoulder, probably the only spirit awake right now.]

Hey. You are pretty good at that.

(Video; at least for now)

[brodakota]

[North nods.]

I've had a lot of practice.

(Video; at least for now)

[4letters4ninja]

[She smiles before yawning.]

I am assuming you are not having as bad of dreams as most, yes?

(Video; switched to private)

[brodakota]

[Just in case.]

Nothing I can't handle, though it's making me realize that I fought a lot more with my sister than I thought.

[Granted she started most of them.]

I'm going to guess you haven't been as lucky.

[unrecovered]

They're treating you and Theta a little better this time around, huh.

[Wash doesn't actually look like death warmed over - at least, not more so than he usually does. The dreams aren't great, but they're nothing he can't handle.]

[brodakota]

Thankfully.

[Mostly dreams about fights with South, and past combat scenarios.]

What about you? How are you doing?

[And you're getting the look that suggests that he won't take "fine" as an answer.]

[unrecovered]

Good.

[He relives that last battle with Tex and the Meta every night, waking up at the point in the fight when he lost consciousness. It's not fun, but it could definitely be worse.]

I'm okay. It's better than it could have been.

[brodakota]

[North seems to relax at that answer. Wash does looke like he's been sleeping, as well as anyone can.]

That's good to hear. Guess we both got lucky.

[fearmylaserface]

Glad to see you two aren't having problems.

Let's just say I found out I was wrong when I figured the dreams wouldn't be an issue.

[private]

[brodakota]

[North isn't sure where this conversation might go, so making it private is just him being cautious.]

Yeah, we got lucky this time around.

Are you dreaming now?

[private]

[fearmylaserface]

Yea. I guess here even AIs can dream. It sucks.

I don't want to remember all these things, damn it. And I physically can't avoid them. I just wait, knowing it's going to happen. Trying to delay that would potentially ruin this body. And I can't afford that.

[Video]

[dork_of_keys]

[Sora is in the kitchen at the dalmatians' house (he hasn't gone and called it 'home' yet, though it's probably only a matter of time) and he's clearly making something. It's almost like he's half expecting someone else in the house to come in any minute since their own nightmares are likely keeping them up too.

He misses the text, since he has his back to the communicator wherever it's sitting and he's a little busy. But he sees the video of the holograms when he turns around.]

Hey, those are neat.

[And now that he's turned around, we can see that he's making rice balls. He finishes shaping the one in his hands and places it on a tray containing a couple more before turning back to start on another one. With no good camera view, there's not really a way to know what he's filling them with, but his housemates might be the only ones that need to worry about that...]

[Video]

[brodakota]

Thanks. I worked super hard on them!

Re: [Video]

[dork_of_keys]

It shows.

[It's also nice to know that even if everyone's a little crabby due to lack of sleep, they're generally still trying to help each other out.]

Voice;

[guerriera]

[ For the moment, Carolina simply sounds a little puzzled; whatever dreams she's had so far haven't been particularly taxing. ..But it's still early in the dream cycle.]

York warned me they could be fairly intense.

Are they often trouble? [Enough that someone would need help, at least.]

Voice;

[brodakota]

They show up every so often, and yeah, they can cause trouble.

Sometimes the dreams bring up bad memories and make it hard to sleep.

[He speaks from personal experience.]

[guerriera]

[...Yeah, she heard about that, too.]

Doesn't sound like something to look forward to.

And they end with a keyhole, right? [She thinks hers did..]

[allfunandgamesuntil]

I'm okay for now but these ones are rough. If I start looking like Wash did last time around, sit on me until I sleep.

[brodakota]

Will do.

I'm surprised mine haven't been worse though.

[allfunandgamesuntil]

Maybe the universe is sorry it hit you so hard last time and it's taking pity on you. Or you're lucky.

[unrecovered]

[Oh you asshole.]

With pleasure.

[allfunandgamesuntil]

I knew I could count on you.

[Action] One Week Later

[guerriera]

[ It had been easy, at first. What little sleep she'd managed had been peppered with memory dreams of minor missions. Of cadet school, the first year in her first squad. Training.

It had been fine, then. She'd dealt with it.

Now?

The dreams had teetered before. Toed the line she'd firmly held against, the glow of a keyhole boring a hole in the back of her mind's eye. But with FILSS' 'awakening' (if your wanted to call it that), things had careered directly from distant memory into unwanted rememberance.

Now it wasn't so fine. Now Carolina wasn't dealing well at all.

There was a sharp knock on North's door, before Carolina stood back two steps and waited. Her hands fell to her sides, closing into fists, only to open and repeat the gesture. At her feet, the pink Frootz cat purred in concern, nudging her Person's ankle. ]

[Action]

[brodakota]

[It takes North a moment to wake up, and that's with a little help from Theta. The dreams have been kind on him this time around. He can sleep through dreams of him arguing with his sister.

He sits on the side of his bed, rubbing at his eyes for a moment before pushing himself up. Cactus doesn't really move from where he was sleeping, but his tail twitches in annoyance.

North isn't entirely surprised to see Carolina at the door, and it helps him snap into wakefulness.]

Carolina? Is everything alright?

[Action]

[guerriera]

[ There was an insistant bump against North's leg at below knee height, Lela greeting him in a friendly manner with her head. Thank goodness you were awake! ..Did we wake you? My Person always scolds me for waking people, but I don't do it on purpose!

Even in the hallway's awkward light, a good look at Carolina showed a stark difference to the woman who'd been cajoled into attending the party and the wearier and far older one who's shoulders remain almost stubbornly squared.

A flat look answered North's question, edging on hostile thanks to the dark rings shadowing green eyes. Would she even be here if everything was alright? ]

..No.

Is now a bad time.