caughtinanetwork | 12 ⊙ dream

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solf j. kimblee

12 ⊙ dream | Rising Sun, 1908

_{[If anyone were to wander into this particular dream, they would be greeted by what appears to be a desert town. While it may have been pristine and exotic in the past, now it resembled a battlefield. Many of the buildings that once stood proud in the city were now in varying degrees of ruin, and quite a few streets left much to be desired. Not only that, but there were the bodies. If they were to explore, they'd come across a number of them--maybe it was a small handful, maybe there were dozens but regardless of the number it's obvious that there's a higher goal in mind than quashing a rebellion.

Soon enough, a relatively clear street comes into view with a small group of Ishvalans below staring up at something--no, someone. Closer inspection reveals that it's not just anyone--most Amestrians wouldn't be running around with half of their uniform off, let alone standing where a sniper could easily pick him off. At first it seems like Kimblee will walk away--surely he would what with being outnumbered, right? ...No. He's moving. Is he going to surrender? ...Not likely.]}

A soldier--?

A transmutation circle... A State Alchemist?!"

_{[Bingo.

There's a glint of red in the sunlight as he places something between his teeth, then he's clapping his hands together to create a brilliant crackle of red light that trails down the side of the building and into the streets beneath their feet.

And then everything explodes with a deafening roar. Rubble flies and smoke billows out between the buildings and... Oh dear. All of that just with one shot.

It's silent for a few seconds, and then a maddening shriek comes from Kimblee as he dissolves into laughter, his arms outstretched before the ruined street.]}

WONDERFUL! It's magnificent! This Philosopher's Stone--! _{[Kimblee no what are you

Kimblee. Kimblee don't flop down on your back.

Kimblee. Get up.

Stop cackling like a madman where someone can easily see you. Stop it.

...Then Kimblee jerks out of his sleep far too soon for his liking.. He makes a small hum as he turns over to stare up at the ceiling with a bit of a disappointed look. It always ends just as things start to get good.]}

_{[ooc; just mark in the subject line if it's dream interaction or after he's awake!]}

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[Killing locals or experimenting on him some day?

He'll give a look for a moment, but won't ask. That could lead to more stupid friendship or whatever it was they had stuff. He wasn't planning on testing just what would happen if he sees a bullet go through the other.

Vanitas will stand next to Kimblee as he crossed his arms.]

Another reason to like you. [Such an overachiever!]

You've gave me a summary of the war before. You never gave me the details. [They were good details too. From what he was seeing.] What do you think would happen if you blew up "your people" in this dream?

You'll have to list all of the reasons when we're out of this. ...I'll answer anything you'd like to know about the war in return.

_{[Kimblee falls silent for a few moments while he thinks about what Vanitas said, one hand wandering down to his pocket to roll the stone between his fingers. The thought never really crossed his mind before, so to actually entertain it now... Hmmm...]} But I'm not sure. It might even be frowned upon by the 'friends' I have in high places.

[Smirking as he reached over to grip on to Kimblee's shirt.]

You just like me stroking your ego. [It seems like a win-win situation for Kimblee. He gets to talk about what he enjoyed and he gets flattered.] Maybe if you sweeten the deal.

[He will watch his hand go in to his pocket. What are you playing with? And then he remembered the pretty little stone from the start. He's used to you swallowing those.]

It is a dream. Your dream. [Rolling his shoulders.] You can probably do whatever you want.

_{[Vanitas are you trying to pull his shirt out of his pants

what are you doing

Vani wat.]}

I can't say I've met someone who doesn't enjoy a compliment or two. _{[A beat.]} What else do you want?

_{[He finally removes his hand with the stone between his fingers, still rolling it back and forth to keep his hands busy.]}

What would you have me do?

[Nope. He's just holding on.]

A lot of things. [A bit of grin as he tugged a bit.] I'll think about it.

[He'll raise a brow before nudging.] I said do what you want. You already know I just want to see you in action.

_{[So just feeling him up, are we?]}

You're awfully demanding today, aren't you?

_{[Not like he's really complaining.]}

With or without the stone?

Making up for when you were too busy thinking about us.

[Does he want him to feel him up? He has no issues touching what's his.] I could make it up in another way.

[He's letting go to stand in front of Kimblee.]

Either is pretty. [Thinking it over.] Stone. It looks like it does bigger damage.

I may as well make better use of it here in my dreams, hm? They do have a limited use in the real world.

_{[He slips the stone back into his pocket and slides his arm around Vanitas' shoulders to tug him through the building to the next street. Once out, he glances back at Vanitas with a curious look.]}

You can detect people, right?

[There we go! He'll just smile as a way to say yes to making the most of it.

Then he's led on out. Vanitas will allow the contact ~~especially since he was starved of it for a week~~ and will walk along him.]

More or less. Why? [He can sense hearts enough. He can't sense feelings or thoughts though. Enough to be able to corridor above his targets to get them :D]

Keep an eye open for me. Or... However you pick up on people. I still haven't figured that out yet.

_{[Kimblee moves to clap his hands together in the doorway, but stops just before his palms meet. He never did have the best ideas, but... Hm. On a second thought, he extends his hand and beckons Vanitas closer.]}

I owe you something. While I'm more than willing to repeat this on the island, this may be the only chance we get here.

I won't give spoilers.

[He was pondering summoning his keyblade because reactions from a new audience could be entertaining when he saw that hand.

Tilting his head as he moved close.]

And what do you have in mind? [He's keeping himself aware of what was around him.]

Then I'll trust my back to you.

_{[When he's in range, Kimblee grabs him and pulls him against his chest with one hand and uses the other to retrieve the stone from his pocket.]}

Feeling is better than seeing, in my experience.

[Someone was getting soft.]

Already planned on it. [Even if Kimblee might have already known.

And then he was pulled. Someone was taking liberties again. Not that he minded. Giving a pat to the alchemist's hand before letting his hands drop to his side in case he needed to summon his keyblade.]

Ready when you are. [He actually was excited as his grin might suggest.]

_{[Shhhh, he's just picky about friends.

And just like that, Kimblee claps his hands together and drags Vanitas down with him as he presses his palms to the ground. Not even three seconds later, the next road and everything on it erupts into an explosion large enough to rival the previous one.

It's only because of Vanitas' close proximity that he doesn't start the earlier shriekfest. He may enjoy loud noises, but he's not about to blow out any eardrums like that. Instead, he'll press his face into Vanitas' shoulder and grin, but it's not hiding the way his body trembles with excitement.]}

[Dragged down. Geez. Really lucky that Vanitas has seen enough to figure this might have been coming. He kept a hand on the ground to keep himself up.

And there it goes.

That was definitely good. Beyond good. Superb. Just look at that destruction. The whole thing had left him breathless for a bit.

And then he felt Kimblee shake. As hot as someone screaming in his ears out of happiness could be, he appreciates that Kimblee skipped it this time. Turning his head to bump Kimblee's head for affection.

He will let the other stay like that as he kept his attention around them. That would be a beacon to tell people to come play, but geez Kimblee, their position at the moment was getting to be a distraction.]

It continues to surprise me. [Another pause as he tried to figure out his words.

There was definite movement from the right. They were probably holding off being unsure if they want to risk tangling with the cause of all of that. They could also be waiting for back up.] Just how... [He will laugh when the word finally clicks in. Another bump.] You are beautiful to me. [Not going to ever say that again if he could help it. It was the only thing that worked though. And to change gears like he enjoys ever so much...] As much as I enjoy you bending me over like this, we are going to have visitors.

Beautiful to you, hm? I assume you mean me and not the things I can do?

_{[Vanitas, what on earth is he going to do with you? Kimblee keeps his head bowed against the other until he's bumped, then he lifts his head up to flash a grin. As 'confused' as he may be, he genuinely enjoyed having him around. There was something nice about being able to be himself around someone who wasn't Pride or any other homunculus.

Vanitas knew full well what kind of a person he was, and even seemed to accept it--enjoy it.

...Regardless of the 'mistakes' he made last week, this was nice. Very nice. If he didn't watch himself, it might even happen again.]}

My my, it seems my squad is slacking. _{[Gosh, what does he have to do to get a competent group of people in these dreams?]} Honestly, as much as I enjoy my work it's always a bother to pick up what people don't finish. Which direction?

Both. I'm quite fond of both and everything else I've seen so far. [A pause.] Including the frustrating parts. Besides, isn't that part of you?

[It won't be easy for him to watch himself. Especially since Vanitas has no reservations over certain mistakes and repeating them. Kimblee was only spared it because keeping himself and the other from going swiss cheese was the bigger priority over exploring what he could get away with.]

Maybe they would rather let someone else do it. [It wasn't a bad thing, at the same time it showed weakness in battle if they just didn't want to dirty their hands.] That way. [He will point in the direction.

He couldn't tell a number since they were grouping up. Summoning his keyblade!]

_{[And who knows what would happen if one of them ended up injured here. At least in Vatheon itself, there was a clinic or other things to help with injuries.]}

Everyone can be a little frustrating, including yourself. There have been a few times where I've actually felt like thwacking you upside the head for something stupid.

_{[When the keyblade pops up, Kimblee places a hand on his shoulder and leans down a bit while keeping his eyes focused ahead.]} ...Show me what you can do. Make me proud.

That's another thing I'm rather fond of.

[Dropping his voice to a low purr.] Frustrating you.

[Giving one last show of affection by nuzzling the side of his face.

If he wants a show, he'll give him one but only because he was in a good mood. Moving away from Kimblee.]

Going to watch or do you want me to leave you some?

You're lucky I enjoy your company or I wouldn't put up with it the way I do.

_{[He gives Vanitas a quick shoulder squeeze before he moves away, then nods his head forward.]}

If you start to have any trouble, I'll jump in. _{[A beat, and then softly;]} Be careful.

[He is bringing a blade to a gun fight. Nothing will go wrong at all :>

He's also a little cheating shit in fights.]

Trouble? Hardly. [Seriously, Kimblee. They won't know what hit them. He'll leave the armor off because looking like a kid could work in his favor. Black stuff was enveloping him as he summoned a large fire ball.

That will be their only warning shot. He'll fire it at them and it'll split off to five smaller balls, all heading straight for bodies that were stepping in to view.

Then Vanitas will pretty much vanish. Reappearing above one to slam down before vanishing again. Repeating this one last time before jumping up and creating a crescent of light to shoot at the furthest of the group. They really, really didn't stand a chance. Between freaking out over fire balls and whatever Vanitas was just appearing and disappearing, they kind of didn't manage to put up a fight. Someone managed to fire rapidly at him. Good thing he had a high pain tolerance and was quick enough to leave an after image!

Vanitas shot out dark lightning at anyone still standing.]

_{[See, this is one of the reasons why he likes Vanitas. He's efficient and deadly, all wrapped into one neat little package! This was a dream, but it was still a job and by the gods did he make it beautiful.

If Kimblee didn't admire him before, he certainly did now.

...Good lord listen to those screams. If he actually fought with Vanitas, is this really what he'd be in for?]}

Perfect! Vanitas, look at the--_{[He suddenly takes half a step forward when Vanitas moved that fast--was he hit? He couldn't have been hit, could he?]}

[Seriously. He's a cheating little fast critter.

Finally he'll halt his barrage to make sure they were down for good. He will keep his keyblade out just in case anyone else joined the party, but he hadn't felt anything close by.

Worried? Feel free to look around for any nicks, scratches or holes in him. Don't blame him for damages to the jacket! Vanitas finally walked back over only to tilt his head.] What's wrong?

[He just got a nick in the side. Not a big deal even with the burning sensation. It'll heal soon. Vanitas bleeds red after all.]

_{[Oh, he'll definitely start checking for any holes that shouldn't be on him. ...Jeeze, his poor jacket. Don't mind him as he prods at the small rip.]}

...My jacket's ruined.

_{[Well to be fair it was already 'ruined' the minute it ended up stained from using someone as a meat shield earlier.

Then he's tugging it open a bit to get a better look, just to be on the safe side. Time to prod around the area this time!]}

How bad does it hurt?

[Pfft.]

It's a dream. [Doesn't matter how ruined it got. Vanitas will allow him to open it the coat.]

It's tolerable. [He watched as he prods around the area. Just don't touch it other wise he will hiss.] Want to kiss it better? [He wasn't serious. Vanitas tugged up his shirt to show him.]

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