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| [The dream starts with Sola coming through the front door of the same house he shares with Johnny and the Fais in Vatheon. His appearance has changed significantly from those who know him now, however. He's a whopping 6'2" with broad shoulders and a barrel chest that's evident even under the Hylian knight's armor he sports. He steps into the kitchen (having to duck a little under a light fixture) and leans down slightly to plant a solid kiss on the cheek of one Johnny Rayflo. Johnny pauses in his baking, smiling at the kiss in his gentle way as he stirs batter, an apron covering his naked torso and jean-clad legs.
They exchange a brief conversation akin to the typical 'how was work today' set up as Sola unbuckles his cape and armor, finally down to his tunic before going over and leaning against the counter, his posture still the same as his current form in the bubble instead of seeming to carry all the weight of the dream-given muscles. His voice is slightly deeper, more mature, and carries a confidence Sola has only displayed during the last curse where he'd been mentally aged to an adult. Once Johnny has placed the cake pan in the oven, Sola steps behind him and envelops his matesprit in a gentle hug, protective and caring.
Before long there's a knock at the door, and then another. Sola moves to answer and invites in a slow stream of people. Link, Zelda, Signless, Psii, Ganymede... the list goes on. Anyone and everyone that Sola has made a positive connection with, even those no longer in the bubble like Ion and Izaya, are present and happy. This being a dream, the table seems to stretch to accommodate everyone. The meal is brought out and everyone sits, chatting merrily amongst themselves with the Hylian pleased as punch in the middle of it all.
It's clear that for Sola, this is how he wants to be. Strong, confident, and able to protect people; still living in the bubble, surrounded by the friends and loved ones who mean so much to him.]
((ooc: Comments can be interacting or after the dream, just specify in the subject please! If you'd like to interact, it'll be during the dinner but generally just be a one on one conversation with Sola.)) |
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| [It’s a forest—or rather, an open space in the middle of one, with a building nearby. A settlement, in other words. Their home for the meantime.
In that open space, there's Ryner and Tiir, with Ryner pinning the latter to the ground as he shouts.]So, I’m being deceived? Humans aren’t my friends? Then where are my friends? Here? These cowards who ran away into the mountains? But you guys only ever run away! You’re just afraid of trusting people and getting hurt again! Such cowards don’t have the right to judge my friends…( be warned of jan's questionable translations )—[ooc: Just mark if it's interactive or post-dream!] |
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| [The landscape is cold and snow-covered, but waves from an equally cold ocean crash near by. In the air, seagulls cry as they fly around, and oddly seem to be getting louder as a voice seems to narrate his thoughts.]( Do you ever dream of the world like I do? )[There's a collective noise of exasperation at Hubert, but the dream more or less ends there mainly because a bunch of randomness happens thanks to Asbel's mask and Malik dragging them all off to take care of a monster problem.
However Hubert doesn't wake up right away, and should anyone look to interact with him in the dream they'll find him at the bar alone, lost in his own thoughts.]((ooc: key - Hubert, Pascal, Malik, Sophie, Asbel.
End of the dream is interactive, or you can talk to him after he wakes up!
Taken from the Tales of Graces f: Winter Drama CD, slightly tweaked and edited to work for dream purposes.)) |
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| [In the center of a large, opulent room belonging to an equally opulent mansion, two children no older than eight or nine play, dressed in clothes that indicate the same nobility that the mansion does. Outside, rain pounds against the windows hard as a storm rolls above, indicating the need for them to be playing inside rather than out in the large garden that stretches out below it.
The blonde boy sits in a chair, one leg draped over the other, holding what appears to be a fire place poker as one would a regal staff, and a paper crown has been fashioned carefully for his head. But he looks bored, and not at all interested in what's going on. The girl, with hair an unusual shade of pink, is off to the side, standing on another chair, dramatically looking back and forth.]( Just my stupid little childish fantasy... )** [Ioder wakes with a quiet start, but his SFC only gets slightly bumped, giving view of him in his bed, hair a mess and eyes slightly reflected in the dim light of the room. There's a head of blond hair behind him, much longer and greater in quantity than his own, indicating that some one else is apparently sharing a bed with the young emperor. He lays there for a few moments, but eventually he does grab up the SFC - apparently out of habit and not out of knowing that it's recording - and shuffles out. Some dim things move by, and a light comes on in the kitchen where he sets it down, water running a few seconds later.
Noises continue until something seems to catch his attention.]Yuri... ? [SFC grabbed again, Ioder moves down the hall, and a door is pushed open with a quiet creak. There's silence again, save for his breathing, but slowly Ioder sinks down against the door frame, SFC in his hand moving to his lap as he stares at what can only be assumed to be an empty bedroom. His tired eyes finally move down, but he only stares at it for a second before turning it off.]((ooc: Interactive or network! Little Ioder can be talked to in the dream after everyone leaves, or he can be bothered over the network. Also action for the remaining two Vesperia house residents - they'll find Ioder in the doorway of Yuri's room. Dream key - Ioder, Estelle, Alexei, Random kinght)) |
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