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Rose Hathaway ([personal profile] theshadowkissed) wrote in [community profile] warforged2014-04-05 04:37 pm

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...
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (staring into the eyes of tomorrow)

oh my god I'm almost sorry

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-04-12 05:07 am (UTC)(link)
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."
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (shape it in my image)

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-04-13 12:42 am (UTC)(link)
"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.
beholdthedrums: [EoT] (maybe we're all insane)

[personal profile] beholdthedrums 2014-04-13 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
No, but for that you had to have a place of safety to begin with. The Master didn't, end of story.

He just scowls at her, because seriously, she shouldn't even be here. He should just throw her to the metaphoric wolves of his mind and be done with it.

The drums lash up in his defense as the scene changes around him. They're in the corridors of a ship, and now--now the Master doesn't give a damn who is with him, he'll make an effort to grab for her and try to tug her against a wall, quietly hissing, "Shh--shhh!" and jerking his finger in a silencing gesture. They can't be caught. He can't allow her to reveal them.