notabluesbro | 22nd Confession [Action/Voice]

[For the past two nights, Wolfwood'd been dreaming some pretty odd things. The first night consisted of... giant robot spiders... and—Vash, what the hell are you doing in his dreams? And why are we storming a place full of bandits? And his sister, he dreamed of her as well... He's never had such vivid images pass his vision before. Not just vivid, but so unusual. And then 'memories' he when he was a child...

No. No... Why would he ever dream of something like this?

The second night consisted of a lot of disjointed 'dreams', too, but the worst one—the worst one—woke him out of a dead sleep and kept him awake for most of the night; he took a calm, quiet walk around his apartments to calm him down, but what met his eyes wasn't entirely calming. A creature. He was sure of it. The outline was inhuman, and its eyes.... For a moment he was frozen in surprise, and then sequentially frozen in panic. But it just stared blankly for another moment and ran off into the dark.

He remained awake to keep an eye out. If there really was something unnatural in the forest, he wanted to make sure it didn't try anything stupid, even if he couldn't do much about it. As the morning sun hits Luceti, he runs a handful of hair through his fingers and decides he should bring it up. After all, everyone else seemed to be having dreams. He was curious, for their sake and his.]

[Voice]

Has anyone... seen anything in the forest? A creature. I think I ran into something in the night that definitely isn't a regular around here...

[a beat, and then, lots of questions for lots of people]

[Filtered to the family (aka anyone he would check in on)]

Hey you guys, are you all doing all right? Having any weird dreams lately, like the others?

[Voice//Filtered to Vash]

Hey, needle noggin. Can I speak with you for a sec?

[Voice//Filtered to Amelia]

... Amelia. This is Wolfwood. Can you spare me a little of your time, if you wouldn't mind?

[After he makes those calls, he returns to the church for post-festival cleaning up... and sighs, tired. Something just felt wrong—and he worried for what it all meant. Shifts in Luceti are usually aggravating yes, sometimes a hurtful pain, but... for it to enter dreams, it was a first for him. As he cleans everything up to the way it was, he thinks about all the images that burrowed into his mind. No, he's had a good family, and a relatively peaceful life. What's with that cross—??

Once again he goes outside for a cigarette, but he sits on the church steps with his elbows at his knees and his gaze downcast. Deep in his own thoughts. Same old Nicholas. Must've got it from his father...]

((ooc: Wolfwood quota all filled up @_@; Ian, Sayo, and Elicia might be posting to the log for dream/beasty-related stuff))

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[That's both relieving and entirely not. The fact that these dreams are fucking around with his family is never a welcomed fact.]

Were they a little too clear, for dreams?

[It really is, he's not liking it either.]

The first one not so much, but they've been getting clearer. I even remember them.

Yeah? What'd exactly did you dream about, Leo?

I'm not...in Luceti, I'm in a city, I always see it at night though. On the rooftops, or in the alleys between the buildings. Those other turtle men like me were there, only it felt like we weren't strangers, but...more like family.

[He's shaking his head over here, even if Wolfwood can't see it]

People I didn't recognize, along with more ninjas.

A city? With the other turtle men?

[He leans into his palm, thoughtful.]

I felt the same way. That the people in my dreams weren't just people around the village—but family. Or something like it...

[He's not sure what it means, but he's a little too unnerved to think it through any further than that. He's not sure whether or not he should mention his dream death or not—because it's tough to think about on, really.]

Yes. Karai was there too. Only she was...angrier--hateful. I saw people from here in them.

If this is a shift, it's not a pleasant one.

[He's seen so much in his, including his own apparent near deaths. They're not pleasant things to think about.

... [Angrier and hateful. That—that made no sense, to just dream out of nowhere. Not with what was going on. He makes a frustrated fist.]

But it's got to be just the shifts messing with us... they always do, don't they?

[How right he is, in his own tragic way...]

They do, yeah. Hopefully this one will pass soon, like the last one. [Because he really can't picture his wife being that angry.]

Yeah. I just wish there was some way to get people a peaceful rest again; everyone's getting exhausted at being forced awake.

Another reason I hope it passes quickly.

As for your other question. Can you give me more information on what you saw? What did it look like? I've seen some others reporting it too.

It was dark, but it reminded me of a dog. A mutated dog. Skin and bones, and gnawed-up lookin'... with bright yellow eyes...

Hm, all right. I'll keep an eye out. Thanks.

Yeah.

... But be careful, okay?

[If you get hurt by them, he'll have to go on a monster-killing rampage, someway or another.]

You too, call if you need anything.

[Families stick together, and watch each others backs after all. Monster killing is just a bonus]

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