[RL- In which Cori is the man of Arthur's dreams, but he still gets kicked out.]

[t_point_man]

[The place was, at the very least, big. The museum was not a building one could miss, neither was the giant spider next to it. The curves on the building were random and they caught and reflex the light and the sky. It was a beautiful view and the tourist were clearly enjoying it. So was certain hard haired man, not a tourist for sure, staring at

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[darkmirror_vr2]

[There's someone else admiring the place, too. Probably for a few different reasons, but for now he's taking his time to wander, slipping into the dreamscape easily and casually and immediately trying to melt into the scenery. He may have had a job to do, but it's been a long night already; he's allowed to take a small breather and look at the surprising craftsmanship of the the dream.]

[t_point_man]

And it was a pleasant dream, a calm one for a chance.Two kids were playing tag game while their parents stared at a map in confusion, tried to decide where to go. A group of japanese girls were admiring the spider and taking photos. People talked, people walked, nothing changed while Arthur look up to stare at the glass windows of the building.

[darkmirror_vr2]

It was calm. The sort of calm that would almost be a shame to shatter.

Almost.

It didn't take long for the Corinthian to find his newest dreamer, of course. Looking as unaware of the world as the dreams filling the backdrop. The nightmare paused for a moment, to take one last look at their surroundings. Then he took a breath. Just reach in and pry his way deeper into the man's subconscious....

[t_point_man]

Calm was never a synonym of unprepared. You can't catch a dreamer by surprise, not if the dreamer makes a living of being always ready for the unexpected. Not if the dreamer is trainer to notice unwanted visitors.

The whole stopped. Nearly literally. The kids were not chasing each other anymore. The parents weren't musing about new places to visit. The girls were taking photos no more. The people walking stopped in their track, even the air seemed to change. And all of them, every single person, turned in silence to face the man. All of them except Arthur were staring at the newcomer.