go_dream: (so then i was like)
[Tidus is out, letting his Hebby Repp wander around him while he sits on the edge of the wall.]

Are those dreams still happening for anyone else? I thought they'd stop by now, but I guess someone's not okay with it.

[And why should it matter to any of them?]

When that keyhole appears, and it's broken--maybe the pieces are lost. Has anyone started looking for them yet?
go_dream: (uh well)
[The communicator turns on, revealing the ground of the first district and a Blitzball bouncing back at the feet of a Hebby Repp. The dream eater peers at it curiously, and makes something akin to a sneeze. The view messes up and Tidus can be heard.]

No, that's not how you're supposed to do it!

[He walks over to his Dream Eater and scoops up the ball so that it isn't set on fire.]

Look...you, it's okay, you're new to the sport. But just because we're asleep, or I'm asleep, doesn't mean I can slack off. Now that there's a beach available, there's no excuse not to practice. We'll keep going over it until you get it right. Don't worry, we can do this for hours. Let's try again.

[He kicks the ball again, but his dream eater ignores it and spins around. Tidus sighs and chases after him to grab the ball, pausing when he lifts up his wrist.]

This is on?

[He looks surprised, but shrugs, becoming slightly more hesitant over something.]

Since it's already on, uh, Yuna. Do you wanna check out that other world sometime? There's a beach, and it's sunset there...I haven't looked at it yet, since we aren't supposed to split up and all, but I thought it might be something to do.

[He trails off and smiles casually, before he quickly turns his communicator off.]
go_dream: (battle)
[Tidus really doesn't look too happy about being here, but he already lost his temper on the Moogle. As far as he's concerned, they're only helpful when they're being held by a certain leather dress wearing black mage.]

They're happy to help, except that part where we can't leave.

[He brightens suddenly at a thought, talking just a bit more animatedly.]

I think I heard someone say once that when you dream, time passes differently, or something. Maybe when we wake up, things will be exactly the same. Still...

It doesn't feel like a dream. It's too surreal to be one.

[He glances down at his Dream Eater pieces, hardly thinking about them, then looks up.]

Is there a pool around here? I need somewhere to think. I can sleep there, too.

[Not really.]
unrecovered: (Default)
[The video flickers on to show both Wash and North in what looks like one of the hotel rooms. It’s far enough away that it’s obvious they’ve set it up on a flat surface somewhere. Wash is still wearing his helmet; old habits die very hard.]

Hey. Does anyone know anything about these Dream Eater things? We know they can fight and that you can make them from little rainbow pieces; aside from that, I’ve got nothing.

[There’s a squeak from offscreen, and Wash looks over-] Hey, get over here. [-and leans out of the frame.]

[North, meanwhile, has his helmet off, because all things considered, this area’s probably safe and he can let his guard down a bit. ]

Also, do they all carry loose change or something? It’s an odd way of making money.

[He glances over at Wash.]

Everything alright, Wash?

Yeah, fine, just- c’mere!

[There’s more squeaking offscreen, and finally Wash leans back into the frame, pulling his bat into his lap. The bat squeaks piteously, and it’s pretty obvious that one wing is bandaged.]

Is there a vet around here, or someone who knows how to take care of this? [He gestures at the bandage.] I can do this much, but that’s about it.

[Responses will come from both Wash ([personal profile] unrecovered) and North ([personal profile] brodakota).]

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