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Welcome to my nightmare

Who: Sheena Fujibayashi and YOU!
What: Nightmare!
When: During the Nightmare Plot (backdated to the 5th)
Where: Her mind
Rating: PG?

[Sheena had planned to go back to Lloyd's house as soon as she could, but that plan was changed without her permission as she succumbed to whatever malevolent force decided to infiltrate the castle and put its residents to sleep.

Like many others, she now sleeps deeply, no movement or sound except the occasional protest as her slumber is interrupted by memories and nightmares she had long ago buried.

Memories that are now alive and well and waiting to share themselves with whoever crosses their paths.

Sleep well.]

Sections: Corrine's Replacement || Friendly Advice? || Left Behind

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[ He'd.. listened to that, in confusion. Weren't spirits made by Brave Vesperia? Why would they need a pact, and who was-

.. any of them, really. ]

No. [ Wonderfully blunt, isn't he.

... he's mostly numb and tingly at this point. That probably means that there would be something added onto that. ]

Possible to eventually be close to 'okay'. [ Because Duke truthfully probably is never okay... ]

[It takes her a moment to realize that he's blind before she kneels beside him.]

Okay, hold on a sec and I'll look.

[She warns him before she touches his shoulder and gives him a cursory examination. She sees no burns, but from what he said:]

What's wrong?

..... [ Duke's pretty sure it should be visibly obvious, which means he needs to shift and-

that doesn't hurt like it should. ]

... had thought..... had fought with the... mass of lightning. [ Duke starts carefully testing his hands and feet, and ,....

He's going crazy, isn't he. ]

[No, but she may be going crazy. He hadn't been at the temple in life, and never in her dream before.

So why was he here, and why did he look familiar?]

Mass of Lightning? No, what you fought with was a Summon Spirit named Volt.

[ then they are both going crazy, because her voice is slowly sounding like one he's heard. ]

Summon spirit of.... Lightning? The four great spirits are of fire, water, wind and earth. [ Although that would make some sense, with how it felt. ]

No, there are more. Lightning, Ice, Darkness, and Light. Not to mention Origin and Maxwell.

[Maybe Volt did more damage than she thought if he had forgotten that.]

.... Brave Vesperia only converted four Spirits.

[ Maybe it wasn't his world. Although why another would have elemental spirits as well.... ]

Brave...Vesperia?

Who's that? I thought I was the last Summoner alive--

[Yep, she's surprised by that. But the elemental spirits on another world? She might not be as surprised.]

... A group. I do not know about summoning, but they converted collections of mana with latent consciousnesses into spirits.

Huh?

No. The Spirits came here with the elves when they brought the Great Tree which gave the world mana.

.... Different world then. Spirits are the reason why have mana, recent thing....

It must be because it's the other way around here. [She's silent a moment.]

Do I know you? [He said different world, but why is he so familiar?]

Hmn.

Sound like have encountered before, although where... [ He doesn't want to think about where. ]

I have no idea where, or why you're here now. This [Gestures towards the now-silent chamber] is all a memory--a dream.

[A dream?]

..... Castle, perhaps. Perhaps.... [ Duke goes still, thinking, and then tilting his head toward her more accurately. ]

... have dark hair? [ Please say no. Because if you don't, then he has no idea who you are, and that would be better. ]

[There's silence as her jaw drops and everything comes into focus.]

Yes, the castle! And I have dark hair. [Sorry, Duke.]

[ Dammit. ]

then you wandered into mine, just as I had yours. [ But if you don't remember he's not going to explain further. ]

Wandered into yours? Your dream?

[She sits still a moment, trying to remember, but all she keeps thinking of is Corrine and watching him fall before her--]

Wait! There was a large creature who was hurt--

That would be the right one. [ Duke doesn't want to talk about it more, okay? Okay.

Shoving himself to his feet now, and double-checking that the dream had been playing with him while dusting down his coat. ]

Would exiting be a possibility?

[She takes the hint and silently helps him to his feet by providing support, not taking over.]

Well-- the dream usually ends when I say thank you to a certain someone. I think this time, it's you.

[She pauses.]

I'm not sure what'll happen to you, but everyone disappears in my dream, and I wake up. That's probably true for you, too.

.... I don't intend to be... harsh, however any aid received from my actions was... me being angry at what I thought the Spirit had done.

[ He's saying that even if he helped, he.. kinda didn't mean to. it was retaliation. And thank you for not trying to take over how he moves! ]

Possible.

[She shakes her head.]

Don't worry about it. My reactions also came from anger because what you thought happened to you, really did happen to me.

[A pause.]

Well then. Thank you for helping me restore Volt's faith in humanity--just as Corrine wanted.

[A quiet wind passes through as things begin to fade, bringing with it the sound of the bell Corrine once wore.]

Thank you...

. . . . . ? [ Duke really has no expression for how he feels at that statement. He helped something else regain faith in humanity? It's a mix of incredulity, realization at.. how wrong, that was, for him, who also had.. issues with faith in humanity, to help another regain it.

If he wasn't so tired and drained by what he thought had happened, he might have given in to the exhausted-twisted amusement and possibly laughed. It was that wrong feeling.

Maybe its a good thing that it was fading, before he can react and she could find it insulting. ]

[Sheena's been watching him the entire time as the world fades around him, her own version of things not doing so until he's completely gone from her sight.

And as many dreams are wont to do, the disappearance of all things abruptly speeds up and ends, leaving the dreamer alone with whatever emotion it had managed to wrangle out of them at the time before allowing them to once more drift off to sleep.]

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Welcome to my nightmare

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oops phonetag html fail up there XD

/pats. It's okay. :D

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