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[He was cranky thanks to his sleeping pattern being disturbed. He was getting snappy and decided to slink off for a nap close to noon.]

[Vanitas’ dream was located at some badlands. The main character was front and center dressed in clothes that weren’t really his. Surrounding him was at least a dozen of menacing looking shadow creatures. Vanitas was holding a weird keyblade that looked like it was being held weird. His expression was far from his normal as well. He was looking scared and desperately trying to plea with an old man standing over the whole scene.]

Please don't do this, Master. I'm not strong enough.

[ His “Master” didn’t seem bothered at all by the possible danger.]

No. It is because you are trying to hold it in. Let the dark impulses waken in the pit of your heart. Release them, here and now! Sharpen your fear into rage.

[ More creatures started to appear.]

You must! If you do not let the storm within you run its course, it will wipe you from the face of the world, make no mistake!

[The fear was clear on the boy’s face. He was trying to step back to get away from the ones moving closer. He was looking every where for some place to escape, but there was no where to run.]

Do it. Embrace the darkness. Produce for your Master the X-blade!

[The creatures pounced. And the boy could only guard his face as he yelled.

Everything went completely dark for a moment.

Vanitas was lying there unmoving on his side.]

Really? You would rather die than use the power? Feckless neophyte.

[As his Master spoke the last two words, he used his foot to roll Vanitas over on to his back.]

If I must... I will extract the darkness from within you myself.

[Keyblade was held above the boy. It looks like he was about to deliver a finishing blow.

Everything faded to black as Vanitas let out a pained sound.

He woke up violently. Panicking as he didn’t recognize the room for the first moment and feeling restrained. He had managed to tangle himself in to the blankets. As he kicked and fought them off, he wound up falling head first out of bed.]

((Let me know if you’re interacting with the dream or trying to reach him after the dream. Gray italics is Master Xehanort. Teal Deer video link.))

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_{[When Vanitas retreated elsewhere into the apartment to sleep, Kimblee decided he'd pick up where he left off on the book he had been chipping away at little by little since he returned from his 'disappearance' after the last curse. Though he was still thinking certain things over, his mind had been more or less made up.

He had gotten past the halfway point when the small light on his SFC started to flash--odd, that's the third time within an hour or two that something has popped up so fast. After marking his place, the alchemist flipped on the device and watched with curiosity.

...

...That curiosity slowly dissolved into something else. This was--It fit everything Vanitas had talked about in the past. Master, X-blade, an empty wasteland... This was Vanitas' past, wasn't it?

And then 'Vanitas' made that sound and Kimblee nearly snarled as he violently threw the SFC at floor. Apparently a little too hard, as it bounced off and hit the wall, leaving a small dent in the drywall just as he heard another thud from the nexxt room. He didn't even bother removing his reading glasses when he stood up and headed over to the bedroom door and nudged it open to find Vanitas--

Oh.

Vanitas you're on the floor what. Did throwing the SFC startle him or something...?]}

...Bad dream?

Edited 2013-02-04 20:10 (UTC)

[Good news, everyone! He was free from the blankets! The bad news was he was in worst of a mood. And Kimblee had to come in as he was getting up.]

...only little kids have bad dreams. [If Kimblee can frolic in denial about things, then so can he.

Screw trying to straighten out the blankets. Vanitas will settle on top of them and turning so his back faced Kimblee.] I just got tangled in the blankets.

_{[He has the best timing, clearly.

Kimblee frowns at Vanitas as he approaches the end of the bed, one hand resting on his hip while the other hangs at his side.]} ...You and I both know that isn't true.

_{[Even he wakes up from them from time to time!]}

Look me in the eye and say that.

[Kimblee could be pretty childish though.

And he didn't want to. He was trying to sleep!] Why should I?

[He is going to just roll on to his stomach.] I forgot where I was. That's all.

[Doesn't even know it's on the network.]

_{[Vanitas pls.

Look at this face he is giving. Look at it.]}

Perhaps he was right; if you keep bottling things up like that, it may end up hurting you in the end.

_{[Y e p. He saw everything. Everything.]}

[Kind of hard to see while being on his stomach!

The words however brought him to roll over and to nearly fall off the bed again.

Hissing under his breath as he sat up and decided to scoot to the middle of the bed. Pressing his back against the headboard before looking at his partner.]

What are you even talking about? [Denying it longer. Was he talking in his sleep?]

...

_{[He watches Vanitas for a few moments before he turns on his heel to grab his SFC from the other room. As he returns to the bedroom, Kimblee hits a few buttons to pull up the entry and tosses it at Vanitas just as it starts to replay.]}

Catch.

[And look he was leaving. Starting to be a thing, huh?

He was working on trying to fix the blankets.

Oh look. The alchemist was back. Vanitas will raise a brow as he caught the SFC. He could do a lot of things with this Kimblee-

He saw the screen. He knew what it was from the background. Vanitas will switch it off and then place it face down next to him on the bed.]

Not a bad dream. A memory. [There was a difference! He was just going to flop over on his side. And after another moment, Vanitas will scoot over to make room for Kimblee. Patting the spot next to him without looking at him.]

_{[While Vanitas scoots over, Kimblee takes it upon himself to finish straightening the blankets before he takes a seat on the edge of the bed to look at the other for a moment.]}

...You were afraid, weren't you?

_{[He's not going to judge, so there's that!]}

[Going to stare at him for a bit. The glasses were interesting. Vanitas will hold out a hand to pretty much say "gimme"]

We- he was. [It's the complicate heart splitting stuff.] That was right before we were split. [He was still not happy with Kimblee, so he was reluctant to go further than that.]

It sounded like you--don't bend the frames, please

_{[He'll remove the glasses and hand them over to Vanitas.]}

Did it hurt? _{[Because you know. Keys and hearts and ripping things apart totally has to be painless, right?]}

[Laying on his back as he put the glasses on.]

It put me in his place because they are my memories too. Must be the new curse.

[Pausing to snag Kimblee's SFC again to look to see if he pressed any of the buttons.]

We were ripped in two while dying. What do you think? [Hissing.]

_{[His curiosity got the better of him--the sunrise was pressed down, and in the corner of the screen the numbers 1908 stood out. He still hasn't figured out what it really meant yet, though.]}

...I see.

_{[Vanitas did you really just hiss at him.

He is giving the nastiest look right now. This is the healthiest friendship ever.}]

What's your problem, Vanitas?

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