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

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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"Or to make up whatever we feel like," Rose offered. "Sometimes what's supposed to be there isn't as cool or interesting as what could be there. And sometimes life needs spruced up a bit. Give it a little party hat."

"Well, I suppose there certainly isn't anything interesting about ruined buildings." Or just buildings in general, Bruce supposed. Not that he could be counted as an expert on it. Besides, most of this reconstruction was based of what he could remember when he wasn't... around, so to have this much was already quite an accomplishment.

Not that Bruce was going to voice that out, of course.

"I don't know about that. The building itself might not be interesting, but how it got ruined is." Rose stuck her hands in her pockets, walking closer to a frozen spray of shattered glass, looking at her own reflection in it.

"These buildings look like they got a story behind them."

Bruce just barely managed to stop himself from making a face. The whole battle was still fresh in his mind, and considering circumstances, it wasn't really something he wanted to talk about much, if he could help it. Sure, the Hulk might have helped to save the day, but that wasn't going to change Bruce's mind on his other half so quickly.

"There's not much to say," he replied, glancing down to the ground and trying not to scuffle his feet against the debris.

Glancing back over her shoulder at him, Rose gave a chuckle. "You're a shitty liar."

But instead of pressing him, she walked away deeper into the ruined building scape. She wasn't sure what she was looking for, if she was even looking for something, but she could tell something bigger and a lot more powerful than Strigoi was responsible for the damage. But it didn't look like she'd expect from a bomb or giant guns.

A wry look crossed Bruce's face at the words, though he certainly wasn't going to deny them either. It wasn't going to be of any use at this point, anyway.

Instead he simply followed her as she ventured deeper, a part of him just about as curious as she was too, even if this was supposed to be his dream. Parts of it was still relatively unknown to him, given how it was constructed from memories he didn't really have a part in. Still, it was enough to give a simple picture - a fight, and a big one had occurred in this place.

Coming to a stop, Rose tilted her head back to look up at one building.

"Geeze, it's like Godzilla attacked New York. I can't remember if he ever left Japa--" She paused. "Oh, wait, there was that one really bad movie like ten years ago that had a female Godzilla in America. You ever see that?"

Bruce frowned a little at the question, trying to rack his brain for a moment but coming up with nothing.

"I don't think I've ever seen it." Or maybe he had, but he had forgotten about it, which wouldn't be too surprising - Bruce tried to put behind the life he once had since it did nothing but remind him of the things he could never have again.

"Consider yourself lucky then. It was like the biggest insult to the giant green monster ever," Rose replied. "Though it'd be cool if they made a Godzilla movie where he wasn't all campy and stuff. They've got the special effects for it now. No more man in a giant rubber dinosaur suit."

He can't help but react a little to the words 'giant green monster', even though he knew she didn't mean him. It was just an instinctive reaction at this point, especially considering his own condition and set of particularities that came with it.

"...yes, that would be," he eventually managed after a pause - and not quite sure if there was anything else he could say to that.

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

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