Dream [009] Lucid Dreaming

Oct 05, 2010 19:09

Warnings: None!
Dream Effects: A sense of real happiness

Immediately as the scene opens up onto the vacated streets of Somni, the viewer should be able to recognize just how dream-like everything feels. It should also be easily realized that Naomi herself is acutely aware this is nothing more than a lucid dream.

Stepping out onto the empty sidewalk in front of her laboratory in the Government District, the woman's clicking steps are slow and methodical as she moves further away from her home to some unknown destination deeper within the city. With a quick peek at her surroundings every now and then, Naomi can barely suppress the thought of just how strange it is to see the streets of the usually bustling city so empty and devoid of life. And as if completely in line with her immediate thoughts, the doctor then suddenly spots a frighteningly familiar man blocking her path.

This particular man has been strangely absent from Naomi's dreams for nearly a year, but finally he reemerges, a silent and still figure only a few yards away from the woman. To those who know the much younger Frank Jaeger in Somarium and his close relationship with the doctor, the man should be instantly recognizable.

Instead of surprise, Naomi only feels a sudden rush of excitement flood through her, feet frozen for only half a second before she launches her tiny form at the dead soldier. Arms fling behind his neck as she crashes against his hard chest, a slight tremor of elation in her touch and voice as she makes contact with the man she's been missing so desperately for nearly two decades.

"Frankie!" Naomi gushes out happily, refusing to release him, even if she is well aware this is only a dream. "Oh, Frank. I've missed you so much." With her grip still tight around him, the beaming woman leans in to press many quick kisses to his face before he finally gets the chance to speak.

"Naomi. I want you to forget about me and go on with your life. I love you." he words Frank spoke rang very familiar to the woman. She'd heard them recited to her by a different man nearly eleven years previously. A strong hand moves to her shoulder as the man bends down to place a kiss on her forehead, Naomi's eyes closing very briefly--

[--And the screen goes black for a split second before Naomi is shown resting somewhat peacefully in bed. She's clearly been awakened by the end of the dream, but as the woman rolls over onto the other already disrupted side of her bed, a slender arm reaches out to end the broadcast from her Dreamberry.]

moving on, dream, frankie, ic, life is pretty good

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