Greens do it in your dreams. [OPEN TO ALL FLIGHTS]

[theshadowkissed]

Who: Rose and YOU!
What: Accidental Dreamwalking. (prose or action)
Where: IN YOUR DREAMS! Though Rose is physically in the Emerald Sanctum, hanging out near the hollowed out tree she's claimed as her own if a flightmate wants to bother her. Or Sleeping Beauty Ysera wants to reprimand her.
When: Throughout the first half of April very, very late at night.
Warnings: will update if the dreams get too weird.

Rose still hadn't adjusted herself to non-moroi timetables. To her, midnight was still mid-day thanks to the nocturnal lifestyle she'd lived practically most of her life. She was slowly working on transitioning, but it still had her awake at what most people thought were weird. Or they might if they didn't sleep for days on end like the green dragons.

It left Rose with a lot of free time in the Sanctum. She didn't like sitting about, but it was still marginally better than the jail cell she'd been in not too long before the demons had invaded her world. She wanted to get out there and destroy the demons so she could get back home. She really missed Lissa.

Getting out of the habit of slipping into her best friend's mind to comfort herself while separated from Lissa was hard to break. It wasn't as if she could go 'check up' on the Moroi princess anymore, but the act of relaxing and opening her mind up to the possibility was something that Rose automatically did when she was bored. Unfortunately, as a Dragonsworn of the Green Flight, that meant she accidentally found herself 'checking up' on people she had no bond with at all.

Ugh, Ysera had even told her about this eventually happening. Now, if only she knew who's dream she ended up in...

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DEMON DREAMS DEMON DREAMS

[kingdomofsaints]

Well, if you end up in Amane's dream... it's kind of a mess and still settling into place, but all dreams are, so there's not much to say.

The landscape is literally just one hue of black, with multicolored... faces... of no real distinguishable identity sticking out the floor and opening their mouths wide. Euurgh. If you walk around the weird but otherwise controlled landscape, you'll find Amane in mini Cartesian Garden. The dream's just beginning, however, so she might be groggy.

[theshadowkissed]

Rose knew from the times when Adrian had visited her dreams that usually he things, but sometimes he would let her subconscious do it. It seemed like she was stuck with just going with the flow here because as messed up as her own dreams sometimes were, this was really fucked up. She was tempted to touch one of the silently screaming faces, but she decided it was better that she just be a silent observer for a while.

Though she decided she might as well fit into the setting a bit better and, with a little concentration, her clothing morphed into her formal Guardian black and whites - more black than white. It was something like camouflage, right?

Quietly, she moved through the dreamscape until - hey something that wasn't black and creepy. Stopping close enough to see but not really draw attention to herself, Rose crossed her arms and waited for the healer girl to get her dream on.

[kingdomofsaints]

Visually, it looks like something from a horror movie, but... not much is actually happening, per say. That is, until a pond forms just short of where Amane is kneeling. The cherry blossom tree growing above it begins to shake, dropping a bit more petals than it should.

The girl doesn't notice Rose, instead leaning forward, as if trying to look into the pond. However, at that moment, the petals congregate and move over to where she was looking, like children trying to shield their parents from something they broke. Except instead of broken priceless family heirlooms, they're hiding her reflection.

She reaches out to part them, before she gets met with a loud pop. The faces from the blackened ground suddenly inflate the moment she simply touches a petal, forcing themselves out the ground- they float like balloons, tied to the ground through chains. Except they're malformed human face, all positioned to stare at her. Amane definitely notices that. Looking around abruptly, she pays more attention to the faces, not quite seeing Rose yet.

[theshadowkissed]

Rose supposed she probably blended in really well with the balloon faces as long as she didn't move. Another face staring at the girl as long as she didn't move wouldn't freak her out. Though if the faces didn't freak her out, Rose would have to reassess the girl.

...she kind of wondered if the girl would see yet another creepy balloon face if she looked into the water at herself. Because dreams were totally wacked.

She couldn't even tell if this was actually a nightmare or not? It lacked the things Rose considered nightmare fuel, but she was pretty sure the girl had never been held captive by an evil undead bloodsucker that also happened to have used to be the man she loved and been turned into a junkie in an attempt to weaken her will into letting herself become an evil immortal undead killer.

nonsensical stress dream ahead

[telaari]

Vastania's dream takes place in the crystal-lined heart of the Exodar. A gentle chiming fills he air, heard and yet not heard; it's as if the sound comes from within one's own head. Nevertheless it soothes the senses, even if there's no apparent source.

Vastania kneels before a crystalline figure suspended in the air. It's big enough to completely dwarf her, all seven feet of her, but she doesn't seem to be frightened by it. She has her hands up, reaching toward the naaru, pleading for something.

"... Please, Lightborn, I must know why the elekks have been loosed from the stables."

Having finally rolled a space goat myself, I actually know what this is referencing lol

[theshadowkissed]

Woah. This was some kind of weird crystal citadel thing Rose would expect to find in a fantasy novel, not in someone's dream. Her gaze swept around, taking in the scene before coming to a stop not too far behind Vastania.

It seemed she was more prone to slipping into the dreams of people she knew, which she supposed was marginally better than the dreams of people she'd never met before. The former, while intrusive, gave her some sense of perspective whereas the latter would just make her wonder what kind of messed up that person was. How did the green dragons do this all the time without going bonkers? Dreams were so screwy...

Leaning against the nearby wall, she decided to alter her ethereal dreamform to be wearing the same kind of robes that seemed to fit with the place. And then she immediately decided she looked stupid and returned to her jeans and black leather jacket.

The question she heard then made her snicker. Oops. So much for not being noticed in this dream.

yayyyyy spacegoats!

[telaari]

Vas immediately looks in her direction, eyes wide. In the waking world, this might make as much sense to her as it does to Rose; in this dream world, it's a perfectly sensible plea for help. And now this human - this weirdly familiar human - is laughing at her.

"You!" she rounds on Rose, tail held high and nostrils flared. "What are you doing here? You would come to O'ros dressed in... that?"

[amygdalae]

Bruce's dream are ones that don't exactly make sense either, although when one has two different mindsets locked together it is usually a recipe for disaster in one form or another.

As it is though, this time Bruce is reliving a memory (moment) rather than having a dream. It's the Battle of New York as he remembers it - or rather, whatever little he actually can recall. The cityscape is visible, but alongside with it being wrecked there's also patches of white where his mind is unable to recall the scene entirely and thus can't recreate it. Everything is frozen, locked in place, and Bruce could be found standing by the pavement as looks at the moment that's frozen in this dream and thinks on it.

He hasn't really had the chance due to the hectic aftermath of the battle against Loki, but now that he's stuck here and with not much to do... well, at least better late than ever,

[theshadowkissed]

Rose spent a little time looking around, moving with silent footsteps, as she tried to take it in. It was nice to be in some kind of normal civilized setting that she kind of recognized even with all the destruction going on. Really, who didn't know the New York City skyline even with pieces of it destroyed or, as it seemed in here, missing.

She spoke as she came up to stand next to him, "I feel like I should've brought a Sharpie with me."

[amygdalae]

Bruce certainly had not expected somebody to be in his dreams, and it showed on his face as he turned around and blinked at the newcomer. He didn't recognize her at all, although to be fair he had only been in this world for a few days thus far. There was still a lot about Azeroth that he didn't know about.

He smiled wryly at the comment, forcing out a small laugh before turning back to the scene. "To fill in the gaps? That might be a good idea."

[chronoillogical]

Rose will encounter a landscape of grey desert, interrupted only by broadcast towers stretching into the sky and to the distance, like a forest of tall pine trees. Each tower has dozens and dozens of TV monitors, which are either off or filled with the white-noise static of no signal.

In the center of them, or the center as the dreamscape dictates it, sits Caliborn. He's perched on top of a large computer console, staring at the one monitor with any coherent imagery on it. "Coherent" is a generous term, given that the show is comprised of brief flashes of memory that, despite sliding together in one long smoothly-flowing scene, are so unexplained and lacking in flow that they wouldn't be understandable to anyone else.

Humans, aliens, battles, stretches of stagnant empty room... Caliborn is enthralled by it, nonetheless.

[theshadowkissed]

Rose spent a bit of time looking around before coming to the center. So many weird things in people's dreams. She was starting to get irritated at how easy it was to slip into everyone's dreams. Really, shouldn't the Dragonsworn have better defenses against these kind of things?

Then again, this was an ability given to her by Sleeping Beauty...

"Are you seriously dreaming about watching your favorite show? That's almost as stupid as the one where the draenei was preying to her god for guidance about why the damn horses got loose."

[chronoillogical]

Caliborn whirls around. The voice is unfamiliar, as is her face, but he's willing to chalk it up to dream logic. She's reasonably pretty that he decides to tolerate who he deems to be a weird desert-wandering wench.

"Hey. Give it a chance. Sit." He pats the space next to him, the metal clanging obnoxiously against his claws. "It's only the best show in all of paradox space? One timeline unfolding. To its ultimate demise."

i'm not sorry

[misterbrief]

The terrain is dusty and rocky, spanning for miles upon miles, as far as the eye can see. Huge craters line the surface, and in some parts, it looks almost if some of these holes had been created by a large blast. It's not dark, light hitting the surface from a star that's close, the sky not being that of the atmosphere of a planet, but rather, a clear view of the galaxy surrounding this rock that Rose has found herself upon. Stars line the view, and a planet, red in color, is clearly visible from this spot.

Because this spot is an asteroid, and they are on a rock that is acting as a pseudo-moon to this planet.

Meanwhile, a certain crabby someone is sitting on a outcropping, looking rather bored, eating pizza out of a pizza box. It doesn't look like he's really enjoying his meal, but there's nothing else to eat. He looks over to her, as if he knew she was there the whole time.

"Well? Did you figure out how to get out of here yet or what?"

[theshadowkissed]

Okay, the setting of this dream was pretty spectacular and cooler than her science books and the internet had ever made it look, but screw that. There was pizza.

Plopping down, Rose helped herself to a slice. She'd already taken a bite before she realized she hadn't answered the question. Holding a finger up while she chewed, she used the moment to think up an answer. After all, was he referring to the dream itself, Azeroth or whatever thing his dream is about?

"I thought it was pretty obvious how to do that."

[misterbrief]

He glares at her when she takes a piece, mouth turning up but not exactly doing anything to stop her.

"Come on, how could you of possibly figured it out, we don't even have a spaceship and we're running out of materials trying to build one. Fuel isn't exactly easy to find around here, you know." He takes another piece of pizza, angrily taking a bite out of it.

[windandrain]

The dream Rose slips into this time is maybe a bit normal seeming at first. She'll find herself seated in a comfortable leather seat high up off the road in the cab of a semi truck that's currently plowing down a sunny stretch of highway. Next to her is a young looking woman dressed in a tan shirt and slacks, a green hat sporting this logo, and tapping her hands on the steering wheel in time to some indistinct sounding song that's coming out of the radio. The tune flits from a folk beat to a slow, traditional Japanese sounding melody, to a cheerful country song, and through a dozen other genres.

The woman, Saori, looks over at the newcomer with amusement. She hadn't really expected company at all, but on the road way out here odd things did happen, so it was easy enough to accept it. Smiling cheerfully, she offers the woman a polite inclination of her head as she reaches for an enormous Mega-Super-Gulp in the cup holder and takes a sip before speaking.

"Well, I wasn't really anticipating a visitor. How do you do?"

[theshadowkissed]

"Wasn't exactly expecting to be here," Rose replied, taking in the truck. It was all pretty hockey, like something she'd expect out of a television show.

"Though other than the weird logo, this one doesn't seem so bad." Rose slouched in her seat a bit. "Though why you're dreaming about being a trucker is beyond me. I thought it was little boys that dreamed of driving a big rug."

[windandrain]

"Weird logo?" Saori asks with a quizzical expression. "And why shouldn't I? This is a part of my job, back home. I like driving, and I haven't had the chance to do it for a while."

There's a pause as she settles into the seat more comfortably, herself. "And how is it you're in my dream, anyway?"

oh my god I'm almost sorry

[beholdthedrums]

This is not a dream anyone wants to be in, even the dreamer himself is barely aware of it, hidden beneath the layers and layers of drumming--a four beat sound that in his mind takes on an almost physical presence. It should be a shield, it should be enough to keep anyone out of his head, but sometimes it just isn't enough, so when Rose accidentally stumbles in, that horrible noise abruptly goes silent. It waits, pulled back like a viper, and the Master's eyes snap open to stare at the intruder with terror and anger and anticipation.

"You really shouldn't be here," he tells her in warning from where he's crouched amongst ash. Whether or not the warning is because of what he will do, or what his dream can do, is unclear.

The sky above was black and without stars, the air frigid. The whole of creation falling apart. Distant echoing of screams fall into childlike, maniacal laughter.

"Turn back now," he continues, voice hard. Then he laughs, another added to the chorus in the distance. "If you can."

[theshadowkissed]

This time, Rose was more prepared for the bizarreness of being in other people's dreams, but the feeling that surrounded her in this one was enough to scare her. She quickly compartmentalized the fear before it showed or affected her decision making and made it a point to sweep the area with her gaze before settling on the man.

She'd never seen him before, but he definitely set off her crazy meter. As did the insane laughter and the way her breath frosted in the air before her. But, she was never one to back down unless she knew it was something she had to do.

"If only it was as easy as that," she replied in an annoyed tone. Actually, it was fairly easy to leave the dreams once she decided she wanted to, but it wasn't as if she was going to let anyone know that.

[beholdthedrums]

"Oh, of course, if only. Silly me," he says airily, and rocks himself forward to spring up to his feet. He stalks towards her, hands and teeth clenched. "I'll have you know that this is my mind and I never invite people in."

Which means he fully intends to "escort" her right back out, except there is a howl of gusting air, and a jagged tear opens through the sky, revealing space and time and pretty much bad memories galore for the Master. He jerks in his approach to her, staring up the sky with a tinge of fear. He then eyes her dully. "You know how they say there's always a safe place in dreams?" He doesn't actually know if anyone says that, but he smirks all the same. "Not here."

He bolts. If she has any sense of self preservation, she'll follow him.

[mortalforged]

This dream is strange-- primordial in its way, full of bright colors and plumage, willowy trees, and an incredible infinite sky of purple and blue. There is a very large green dragon sprawled out on the mossy ground. He isn't as large as Ysera, but he's easily one of the biggest green dragons seen in the sanctum... except, if you've an eye for detail, he rarely takes this form around people and thus it's pretty new.

The first clue to his identity is that he seems to be snoozing with a bunch of little birds on his head. The second is his sad little frill of a beard, which is cute but not quite as large as he'd like it to be.

[theshadowkissed]

Now this dream seemed so much grander and different than any of the other ones Rose had ended up in. Yet, she didn't feel like something big was going on or ridiculous (because really, dreaming about an entire herd of rhino-elephants in the middle of some citadel was just plain ridiculous). The dragon was easy to spot, though, and it made her a whole lot less cautious because at least the dragon would know what happened.

Though she hadn't thought she'd be able to visit a dragon's dream...

Coming to a stop in front of the dragon's head, Rose tilted her head and furrowed her brow. It took her a moment to figure out which dragon this one was, but once she did, she sat down in front of his snout and reached out to give him a good poke in the nose.

"Wak--" Wait a minute. Saying she wanted him to 'wake up' would be counterproductive. "Hey. You in there or are you doing Ysera's asleep-but-awakish-thing? If you ignore me, I'm going to start calling you Larry."

[mortalforged]

His eyes fluttered open, carrying a soft blue glow that was definitely familiar. "Ah," he rumbled good-naturedly, "I see you have learned how to walk through dreams." A smile graced his toothy mouth. One of the tiny birds fluttered over to Rose, alighting upon her shoulder. "This is the dream of my favorite little canary. It is very nice, I think."