[Don answers the door in a few moments, wearing only a ratty pair of sweat pants and clutching a book that isn't his journal. He looks tired and worn, and turns away from the door without saying anything.]
[Robert's panic lowers enough for him to notice how Don looks.]
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... [Shakily, Robert steps into his apartment, not caring who sees, and closes the door behind him.]
D-Donatello... I... I-I had very strange dreams... And I'm... n-not sure what they mean...
[Ramblingly, because he knows he sounds completely insane:] I mean, I don't know how much dreams actually indicate, it could just be my imagination, or be some kind of Shift, but it doesn't make sense...
[He stops, breathing heavily, and presses a sweat-slicked palm to his face, over his familiar-but-askew glasses.]
They don't usually come this close together. But... b-but, the alternative... [The alternative is that my imagination is either ridiculously complex, or I'm going insane.
Robert figured it wasn't the former. He had never been good at imagining. Remembering was his forté. Not imagining. The amount of detail in those flickering moments of dreaming was far more than there should have been.]
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I'm afraid of what this might mean... [He makes a few furtive clutching motions at nothing.]
Re: [Voice | Filtered 100%]consultmybooksApril 25 2011, 02:30:00 UTC
[Helios has been having dreams. Maybe Frederic has, as well, although even Giles can't read Frederic when he doesn't want to be read. But that's not something he can share with Robert, with anyone but Paprika in Helios' case.]
If it comforts you to know that we're both going mad, then I'm happy to have been of help.
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Not a comfort, no...
[Shakily:] I-I, I just don't know what to do. One never knows if these things are real or if they're just some silly Shift again... has there ever been a Shift like this before? I can't remember...
[He's rambling to himself, in a way that Giles probably knows well, his desperate clutching for answers when none are immediately apparent.]
But, these are inordinately close for Shifts. Perhaps something's... going wrong...?
[Filtered to Dr. Hastings // 100%]semper_cogitansApril 25 2011, 02:50:23 UTC
[The word "war" fills Robert with this... sense of dread now, a crawling feeling in his stomach that he's never felt before.]
... Armour like mine...? Non-humans that were wingless...?
That's... completely different from my dream... do you think it's from a Shift like Halloween's? I've heard that possibility, now. With the hallucinations and whatnot.
Because... this doesn't seem to make any sense otherwise...
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... [Shakily, Robert steps into his apartment, not caring who sees, and closes the door behind him.]
D-Donatello... I... I-I had very strange dreams... And I'm... n-not sure what they mean...
[Ramblingly, because he knows he sounds completely insane:] I mean, I don't know how much dreams actually indicate, it could just be my imagination, or be some kind of Shift, but it doesn't make sense...
[He stops, breathing heavily, and presses a sweat-slicked palm to his face, over his familiar-but-askew glasses.]
I-I'm sorry.
I sound insane.
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It couldn't be another Shift already...
[He moves further into the apartment, and lays the book down very gently on a shelf.]
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Robert figured it wasn't the former. He had never been good at imagining. Remembering was his forté. Not imagining. The amount of detail in those flickering moments of dreaming was far more than there should have been.]
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I'm afraid of what this might mean... [He makes a few furtive clutching motions at nothing.]
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And I'm sorry, Robert, but there is no way in hell that I'm going to help you study them.
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He responds with voice because his hands are too shaky to write properly, knowing it'll betray the exhaustion brought on from fear.]
You don't have to.
I just wondered if I was going completely insane or not.
Perhaps we all are, then.
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If it comforts you to know that we're both going mad, then I'm happy to have been of help.
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[Shakily:] I-I, I just don't know what to do. One never knows if these things are real or if they're just some silly Shift again... has there ever been a Shift like this before? I can't remember...
[He's rambling to himself, in a way that Giles probably knows well, his desperate clutching for answers when none are immediately apparent.]
But, these are inordinately close for Shifts. Perhaps something's... going wrong...?
I don't know. And I hate not knowing.
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... Armour like mine...? Non-humans that were wingless...?
That's... completely different from my dream... do you think it's from a Shift like Halloween's? I've heard that possibility, now. With the hallucinations and whatnot.
Because... this doesn't seem to make any sense otherwise...
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My imagination is nowhere near this robust.
[He shakes his head, exhaling lowly.]
Perhaps I'm simply overreacting... but, but I've always wanted to truly understand my own processes, and... Well, this is strange.
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