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[dontpatr0nizeme]

Who: The Freelancers and anyone else
What: Nightmares
When: Through the Nightmare plot
Where: The Mother of Invention
Rating: TBD, potential warning for torture or other really bad things, as RvB Freelancer era isn't very nice

This is the Frigate Mother of Invention. The home base of the UNSC's top secret Project Freelancer. As much as the frigate might have been lively before, now it's full of eerily empty echoing halls, windows into the empty blackness of space, and alarms that seem to be going off all too frequent. The training areas have grown a darker, more sinister air. As for the medical areas and the research labs? You really don't want to go there.

[OOC: Okay, there will be specific nightmare threads within this that I'll be linking on the main post and I will put warnings if any of those might be too bad. If you'd like to join in from outside cast, either hit one of those or start a new thread. We'll be tagging around, and I'll link any new threads you might set up.]

Locker Room (York)  |  Ranking Board (South)  |  Implantation Room (Washington) (Warning, not sure how bad this might be)  |  The Director (Carolina)

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[youfallback]

That's not usual. [She'd fallen asleep after Paris for four days, for reasons she doesn't understand, but she's not sure if this happened just to them or anyone else.] I'll check my journal later.

[Because she's not about to ditch him after a nightmare like that.]

[encryptedlock]

Yeah.

[Maybe it was some kind of joint loss thing. A really shitty one.

York takes a few more deep breaths to steady himself out as the toast and coffee are made.]

There was more to it, too. I saw Wash getting his AI. And--and Kat was there, too, before. In--on Earth with the Covenant attacking.

[youfallback]

[Carolina pales as he mentions Wash. Yeah, she remembered Wash walking in on her conversation with the Director. And South. The rooftop with the banshees had been overwhelming but not nearly as terrifying as the other dreams she'd had.]

I saw Wash, too. And South. And fought off the Covenant.

[She frowns further, mind replaying the fight in the elevator for a moment, followed quickly by both South's and Wash's fear of her. ] Has this ever happened before in the Castle?

[encryptedlock]

They were on Earth. [Not realizing he had already said that.] In my city. They were--

[No, calm down, swallow. Breathe.]

I don't think so. Not that I remember, anyway.

[youfallback]

[She nods at his second mention of Earth, watching him with a growing concern as she tries to push her own fear and feeling stupid for her own selfish concerns about two or three people than an entire planet. Stupid is quickly followed by the foreign taste of disgust. Maybe that's why South had been afraid of her.

Swallowing,] And anyone in the dream remembers it. [Oh hey there toast, time for some mechanical munching as her mind races. God, how is she supposed to fix the team up anymore. Maybe she won't be able to, maybe Texas would be better at---

No. Don't go there.]

[encryptedlock]

If Wash remembers that he's going to be feeling like shit when he wakes up. We--we should probably check on him when it's light outside.

[And what? Offer him some kind of comfort? It would have been easier to have nightmares about what was easy to dismiss in the light of day, but this had all actually happened to them.]

[youfallback]

[Carolina swallows; she's not sure if her presence would be in any way comforting to Wash right now.] We need to get our bearings first before we go checking on anyone else.

[encryptedlock]

Yeah. I don't--know that I'd be any good to anybody right now.

[Which is a pretty big admission, coming from him. But he's really shaken by what's just happened, and York's not sure even food and coffee can help.]

[youfallback]

[His confession is all the more eye-opening for her and she nods as evenly as she can before pouring herself a cup of coffee. They could put in a movie and she could try to be semi-productive, but she's not sure how much real progress she'll make on anything right now. ]

How about a movie?

[encryptedlock]

[A movie?]

Something tame. Maybe a kids' movie.

[But he's nodding as he grabs a coffee and some toast for himself. Yeah, that might help him calm down.]

Maybe something with a bunch of baby animals.

[...yeah he just admitted to liking baby animals.]

[youfallback]

[Carolina grins over at him at his mention of baby animals. Fierce spec ops soldier as he is, he still likes baby animals. Grabbing her own mug, she pads over toward the couch.] Don't know any of those movies off the top of my head.

[encryptedlock]

D? [He's hoping Delta has some idea.]

Of course. Would you prefer animation or live action?

Live action. Maybe with some British guy narrating.

[And Delta wishes up a copy of some pseudo-documentary about a year in the life of some baby tigers, which York puts in.]

[youfallback]

[Carolina sets her coffee mug down and takes a couple moments to start the fire before returning to her seat next to him. Tossing a blanket over them, she leans up against him as the first bits of narration start, detailing how much a mother tiger cares for her cubs.]

[encryptedlock]

[York doesn't even pretend not to cling to her, trying to take comfort in her body heat and even in her scent, reassuring himself that the dream is over and they're right here together, and that she isn't leaving him suspended in zero gravity in an elevator shaft. The baby tigers are tiny and mewling onscreen, and between that and the light breakfast he seems to be calming down at least a little.]

[youfallback]

[And she's more than comfortable with letting him cling. It's comforting to her that at least one of her team isn't afraid of her, especially considering he's he man she loves. She's not tired in the slightest, but she's slowly relaxing against him, letting her mind stew away while he watches the baby tigers do their adorable thing.]

[encryptedlock]

[Afraid of her? No. He respects her, yeah, but he also trusts her, despite the dream-memory he'd just had. York had never though of himself as her enemy, even when they were fighting - which had just as much to do with him losing as her skills did.

But that was a long time ago, or hadn't happened yet, and right here, right now, she wants to be with him. That's all that should matter, right?]

[youfallback]

[If Carolina thought about it, she'd find the fact that he still loves her after all that and after eight or so years impressive. But she doesn't and sometimes it's nice to not think about the fact that there's that many years spanning between them. Sure, he's 40 and she's 29, but it doesn't really feel like that much of a difference most of the time and even if she did feel the difference, it wouldn't matter to her. York is still York.

Uh oh, one of the baby tigers wanders away from its mother.]

[encryptedlock]

[Uh oh, it seems to be wandering...over to a baby water buffalo or something, who seems to be just as curious of the tiger as the tiger is of it. It's kind of adorably cute, and York smiles weakly at the antics.

This was definitely a good idea, baby animals and all. Better than sitting in the dark and reflecting on what had just happened, anyway.]

[youfallback]

[Carolina flicks her gaze up at him when he smiles a bit, feeling some relief when he does. It's not perfect but it's a start. The tiger seems to make fast friends with the water buffalo. That is, until its mother finds out that her cub is missing.

While she watches, Carolina slowly intertwines her fingers in York's, thumb stroking lightly over his knuckles.]

[encryptedlock]

[He forces himself to relax at her touch rather than gripping it tightly, though his cuddling isn't any less aggressive. Her warmth is helping, and so is the baby animal movie. It's not long before daylight begins coming in through the curtains.

As the baby tigers play, York finally relaxes his hold on her a little bit.]

Listen, Carolina--I'm sorry I never told you before.

[About their fight.]

[youfallback]

[Despite knowing that the aggressive cuddling is a sign that something's wrong, Carolina can't really say she minds the fierce nature to his affection since they woke up from the nightmare.]

Did you think I would walk out if you did? [It's an honest question, her tone level. She knows they didn't have the easiest summer or the easiest year, really, but this is something she would've wanted to know a while ago.]

[youfallback]

[No, it's not his business, but that doesn't change the fact that he just heard it. Carolina takes a moment to think before speaking,] You're not to repeat what you heard to anyone.

[youfallback]

[Carolina turns back toward South at the sound of metal on metal, just before the cry. Shit.] South. [She tries to follow the woman, wishing North were here.] We need to go to the infirmary.

[i_got_this]

Leave me alone. [She's at least hoping the door will open after she sacrificed her hand, and give her a way out from Carolina, but it remains steadfastly closed. Carolina behind her, the board behind her, the door not budging in front of her, South feels boxed in and suddenly very very frightened, and with a growing sense of panic she kicks at the door with a grunt.]

Open, you fucking piece of shit, OPEN!

[encryptedlock]

[He sighs, because there's not really a good answer to that which isn't grounded in York's own insecurities. Not what Delta would call logical.]

That since you found me lacking once, you might do the same again? Pretty good chance, yeah.

And, well. That's not how I wanted to remember you. That's when things were bad. I liked remembering the good times.