[Dream]

[metalicvirus]

(I have no skills with LJ HTML... http://community.livejournal.com/jigoku_ooc/104430.html  [Plot event])

[The sky was every bit as cloudy as the apartments, but there was a different sense of danger, more active, more immediate.  There were buildings, abandoned and decaying, and occasionally inhuman,or all too human, howls echoed across the

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[faroresdaughter]

Sir Hayden! [A ghostly voice calls out to the man, but no form accompanies it. There is only a green and warm light which seems to shimmer somewhere in the distance]

[Dream]

[metalicvirus]

[He turns his head, recognizing the voice. Saria? Why was she here, in Lasria? It was dangerous. He frowns, and begins walking towards the light. Unbidden, words in his voice sound, though whether he mouths them before or after they're heard is another thing entirely.]

(On the side of a hill in the deep forest green
Tracing a sparrow on snow-crested ground
Blankets and bedclothes a child of the mountains
Sleeps unaware of the clarion call)

[Is that laughter? No, just the sound of the wind through a dead, metal covered tree. If a shadow for a moment seems hauntingly familiar, well, he wouldn't see them here. Saria may hear two more verses, but is it Hayden's voice? It sounds younger, almost carefree.]

(On the side of a hill, a sprinkling of leaves
Washed is the ground with so many tears
A soldier cleans and polishes a gun)

(War bellows, blazing in scarlet battalions
Generals order their soldiers to kill
And to fight for a cause they've long ago forgotten)

[Hayden stops, looking.]

Saria? It's not safe.

[faroresdaughter]

Sir Hayden! [Her voice comes to him again, sounding sweet, gentle, happy, like it's never known the evils of this world.] Where are you?

[metalicvirus]

[Hayden turns, studying the area about him. He really can't figure out where in Lasria he was, other then near the docks.]

The docks...

[crown_of_poppy]

Hayden?

[She can hear the voices, but from her location on the streets, she doesn't know where they're coming from. Her gun in her hand, she charged across the street, trying to pick up on their conversation.]

[metalicvirus]

[He's still kneeling, though farther away then she might have thought. His blood pools startlingly red against the gray street, a wrong color amidst all of the dullness. He looks up, eyes wary.]

I don't know you.

[crown_of_poppy]

[Heather crouched down as well, trying to meet his eyes, keeping her gun hidden for now.]

I'm Heather. We live in the same apartment building. Do you need help? I know a little first-aid...

[metalicvirus]

[He shakes his head, wincing. It's closing, slwoly, but he'd lived with this injury, survived it before.]

It will close soon enough. It's not fatal. [He listens. Is there a growl from the shadows?]

They've noticed us.