dream ♪ 007

[componere]

Warnings: Kat's Head-Canon and some swearing. And EVENT-DREAM~!
Effects: Exhaustion and turmoil at first, then betrayal and confusion, followed by searing, intolerable pain.

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[onlyabarista]

Josh. Talk to me.

[componere]

Someone's up awfully early.

[onlyabarista]

[A relieved sigh. He snorts.]

You know I never sleep.

[Well, he had been sleeping a lot more since he came here, but that doesn't matter, does it?]

Are you alright?

[componere]

[ Joshua pauses, letting the cloth he's been using drop, if only for a moment. He regards the Dreamberry sitting beside him with a cryptic, indifferent expression. ]

Of course. Why wouldn't I be?

[knifenut]

[Sigh]

Gee, do you all have some kind of sob story?

[componere]

[ He pauses, mid-swipe of a cloth, and smirks, eyes shimmering, just a bit, but it's forced. ]

I suppose I should break out that miniature violin, hm?

[knifenut]

Sorry to disappoint, but I've never been a fan of drama.

[componere]

What a coincidence.

[always_forgot]

... So that's how you got involved in the hierarchy, huh?

[Kiyoshi's got a rather neutral expression on his face. It's not mad... but it's not happy, either.]

[componere]

[ Joshua releases a sigh, not all that surprised that someone is finally addressing the dream at hand directly - the memory, that nightmare - ]

Somewhat.

[always_forgot]

Neku told me about the Game.

[componere]

[ A flat look and he pretends to go back to tending to his wounds. A soft, noncommittal hum leaves him. ]

Is that so? That saves me a lot of time, in that case.

[47_l0w]

[What was with all the nightmares this week - was something Atsuro really wanted to know. Another effect to do with the moon, maybe...

But that was consideration for another time. Atsuro...for a moment, was at a loss as to what had just occurred.]

...Have you taken care of that yet?

[componere]

Partially, yes.

I didn't know I was that much of a cause for concern.

[ He offers the fakest of cheeky grins and shrugs]

[laetatiocaedes]

[ ... He isn't sure what it was he just saw--but he knew he saw Sanae Hanekoma in that dream. Carl and he had been getting somewhat close. Therefore, concerned blue eyes from under a pair of glasses (along with the soulless eyes of a marionette) stare back from the Dreamberry at Joshua. The call comes long after the others, because he's trying to process what he saw, and though he's concerned, he isn't sure if it's his business. ]

I... was... was that Mister H... i-in your dream, Mister...? H-how... do you know him? Why did he have...

[ ... 'Those wings,' is what he wants to say, but he can't finish the sentence. Carl wasn't told anything except about CAT by Mr. H. And that boy was injured, but... how? It was a dream, right? ]

AHHH CHAR sorry this is so late

[componere]

Mr. H and I go way back.

[ A pleasant, but oh god is it fake smile as he temporarily sets the cloth he's been using to nurse his wound down. ]

Did he have what~?

... *A* late doesn't matter lhskdhdkjfhg

[laetatiocaedes]

O-oh... I see. I... I mean... that was just a dream, right? I didn't see any wings at all whenever we'd spoke...

[ Mnnnn someone really should help him, huh? Carl decides to care now. Maybe. A little. ] Um... s-shouldn't you do something about that wound?

[componere]

He's a master of disguise, I'm afraid.

[ Oh right the wound, glancing back to it. ] Hmmm... it's only blood. [ ... Nice conclusion ]