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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You could go on about what you thought, how you felt. "Fantastic" is a broad umbrella, after all.

_{[He props himself up on his elbows as Vanitas settles back down.]}

About everything--the war, the Ishvalans... _{[And then there was the whole

mini makeout session.]}

[Seriously, Kimblee.

Bumping his forehead against his chest.]

I wouldn't mind repeating it all over again. [Dragging the blanket over to pull over both of them.]

You know I like action better. [Sliding his arm around Kimblee.]

The part I saw of the war was interesting. [The destruction, the death, and all of it. It was just... great. Fantastic. He doesn't know how else to describe it.] Did you see their faces? [The people he took out. The dream people. Giving him a squeeze.]

All of it, or just certain parts?

_{[With the blanket over them, Kimblee lifts his arms up and folds his hands behind his head. He tilts his head back a bit to give Vanitas a look, then he's arching his body to scoot the other closer.]}

It's a shame it didn't start broadcasting earlier. I think you would've enjoyed seeing Mustang's face when I told him the truth about that war. _{[A beat.]} He even had the courage to basically manhandle me at camp because of it. Hawkeye couldn't even accept it.

_{[Then he smiles softly.]} Remember their faces, Vanitas. Remember them.

All of it.

[Does he have to repeat a certain action to show him?]

Maybe next time it will. [Mustang just likes manhandling things or something. Geez.] The blonde female?

[She hadn't done anything note worthy so she didn't exactly stand out the Vanitas]

Won't have an issue there. [Might replay it a few times in his memory since he hasn't been able to have fun like that for months. Nurses and their consequences kind of blows.]

What was your favorite?

_{[If that's what helps him sleep at night!]} Mmhm. The same. She's quite an accomplished sniper, so it was a shame to not see her taking pride in that.

That's good. I like it when people remember others.

Tied for a couple of parts.

[Nooooot spilling yet.] What was yours?

[He wanted to sleep, but Kimblee seems to be in a talking mood!] And her name was Hawkeye. [Finding some humor in that.]

You have a thing for memories.

Let's just say it's going to be one of my favorite dreams for awhile.

_{[Considering he's just been having a few nightmares here and there, that's good!]}

I hadn't noticed.

[Going to give him a look before he scooted up high enough to be abpe to nip at Kimblee's jawline.

And sure you haven't.]

Are we going back to sleep?

_{[Oh don't you start trying to butter him up. He knows where this is going--YEP.]}

Weren't you the one who told me to wake up?

[It's affection which was amazing in the first place for him. Take it.]

Then want to figure something else to do with our time? [Something other than the talking feeling sharing thing.

Giving another nip just under his ear.]

_{[Well he's certainly not refusing it outright.]}

And what exactly would you suggest?

_{[Just to spite him, he tilts his head away after the first nip. Gotta work for it, kiddo!]}

[He asked Kimblee. Placing his hand on Kimblee's cheek to tilt his head back.]

Games. Marlin Cart. [And then he will headbutt the side of his head. Not in the hurry to move just yet as he stretched out on the alchemist.] Mmmmph. [Rubbing Kimblee's sides.]

Then I get Warlin this time. _{[He tilts his head again at the headbutt, but he brings it right back to watch Vanitas.]} ...It's no wonder why you're up all night with you sleeping the entire day away like this. I'm almost curious as to who would last longer without sleep; you or me.

[He likes the skeleton fish thing better anyways, huff.

And quit moving. Staring back at Kimblee.]

I like seeing the stars. Besides, I like being able to pick when I get up.

[As opposed to being woken up to a keyblade to the face or something. Placing his hands on his partner's shoulders to sit up.]

_{[In that case, Kimblee has an idea as to what his next gift to Vanitas will be. Jeeze Vanitas, talk about getting spoiled.]}

There's one out during the day, you know. _{[A beat.]} Though I'm sure if you were any different I'd probably never get my errands done and spend time with others.

_{[He has monsters to take care of!]}

[Kimblee likes spoiling him!

Vanitas decided to trace along the side of Kimblee's face with a finger.]

You've seen where I spent my life. I had more than enough sun. [And then he'll smirk. He did like taking the alchemist's time.

Sliding off Kimblee carefully to sit on the unoccupied part of the bed.]

_{[Shhhh be glad this isn't Amestris. He has plenty of funds to spoil so many people there.

And it's all paid by the government.]}

Don't complain to me when the weather warms up and you find me spending more time up on the island.

_{[He tilts his chin when Vanitas touches his face, then he's sitting up himself to stretch his arms again.]} As much as I don't enjoy sunburn, I've spent far too long without a nice day like that.

[Might be worst since nearly everything was free here.

Curling an arm across Kimblee's stomach.]

They do have lotion here to keep you from burning. I might help with the hard to reach places. [Looking him over. He knows he can figure a way to entice Kimblee to stay down in the bubble if he wanted him and didn't want to hang out in the sun]

I know that. I just wasn't expecting to fall asleep up there the way I did.

_{[He blames the weather.]}

How do I know you wouldn't write anything where I couldn't see it? _{[Because he totally would and it'd be stupid. Glub if you love fish, or something like that.]}

[Uh-huh. Suuuuure. He will poke him if he winds up burnt again.]

You would feel it. [Duh. Leaning in close.] Though I could always write my name. [For emphasis, he traces out his name starting at one him and moving across his stomach.]

I may have lost feeling in some spots--_{[Vanitas water u doin.

Wat.

Wat.]} Next I suppose you'll say you'll want me to tattoo your name on me.

[Kimblee, you're bringing this on yourself.]

Have you? Maybe I should help find out where those spots are. [He will poke and jab all the places!

Then he'll actually look as if he's considering the tattoo.]

That's an idea. [Grinning as he poke around for the dog tags on Kimblee.] For now, this suffices. [Since it did have his emblem on it.] If you're into marking though... [He won't complain.]

_{[His choices.]}

Maybe I'll get something else entirely. _{[When he starts looking for the tags, Kimblee reaches into his shirt to pull them out--then as an afterthought he looks back at his clothing.]} ...Remind me again why I let you drag me down for a nap when I'm wearing my good clothes?

_{[They're wrinkled, bro!]}

[For marking or something else? Vanitas will thumb the emblem on the tags, giving a genuine smile. Seriously Kimblee, he was pretty easy to please.]

Do you ever take it off? [It was surprising just how much Kimblee actually wore it.]

You like me. [Moving his hand up to brush his thumb across Kimblee's lower lip.] Must be my charming personality and good looks.

_{[For the tattoos, pretty much.]}

I don't have any reason to, do I?

_{[Then he raises a brow and tilts his head a bit.]} The day you're charming is the day I change my ways.

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whoops

yeah. /rolls

/squish

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