Dreaming Wide Awake [Fourth Wall/Open]

[revenancemods]

Who: Everyone! Current characters, fourth wall characters, whoever wants to show up.
What: The portals are closed. Everyone's in Traverse Town, including a whole bunch of new people. This should be interesting.
Where: Traverse Town
When: Throughout the day
Warnings: Depends on the characters. Expect language at least.

You didn't expect to be here. You really didn't. The technicolor buildings are a surprise, as is the little white flying bear telling you you're in the dream world. He gives you a bag full of what looks to be currency, enough shiny things to create a creature of your own (or so he says), and sends you on your way.

Good luck.

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[guerriera]

Well. This is definitely not where she expected to be.

For a moment, Carolina was disorientated, eyed blinking rapidly behind her visor. She didn't remember falling asleep, exactly, but she was fairly cerain that her room didn't have lighting fixtures like--

MEWF

Something bright pink and alarmed leapt onto her chest, Lela all but frantic at finding her Person flat on her back outside. Why are we outside? We were Inside and there was Sleeping, PersonPersonPerson--

A spikey tail pulled her off, Dax hissing reassurances at the younger spirit as the ex-Freelancer sat up slowly, then looked at herself in alarm. "What the Hell.." she muttered, eyeing her armor, her weapons, and then the rows of chairs still spread out around the tables in the First District's outdoor cafe. Rising to her feet, Carolina pulled out her communicator, only to hang back when she noticed just how full the square was. The Dream was odd, but this seemed off, even for it.

(The rapidly moving moogle, presently distributing the little helper bags, didn't look a thing like Steven, either. What was up with that.)

[allfunandgamesuntil]

There were a lot of ways to say hi to someone when you waltzed back into their life after dying (again. Sort of. He only died the once but she had to deal with it twice and he wasn't sure how he was going to face Wash and North if they were still around.) He could play it cool and say hi. He could be hurtful and ask if she missed him.

Or his new meow wow could slam into the back of his knees and send him completely ungracefully face-first into the cobblestone.

[guerriera]

The crash of armor wasn't an unfamiliar sound, and Carolina withheld a sigh. Church was the only one who tended to end up flat on his back due to his dream eaters, but it wasn't like him to try and sneak like that. Dax was staring, which was unusual for him, and Carolina glanced back to see just who..had..

...

YORKPERSON! A purring pink freight train of a spirit leapt at once, intent on bouncing on York's back and thn snuggling against his helmet. YORKPERSON WE MISSED YOU WE MISSED YOU look Person it's YORKPERSON.

Carolina, for her part, doesn't say anything. She just stares.

[allfunandgamesuntil]

"It's good to see you too," York said. Carolina wasn't saying anything and that was bad. He hadn't meant to leave and he hadn't meant to come back and both hurt her.

[guerriera]

Lela, bouncing up and down in the midst of happiness thanks to one of her favourite Persons being back, doesn't immediately notice her Person's approach, the heavy noise of mag boots on cobblestone nearing York where he's still prone. Dax waddled slower, eyeing the way his Person's hands closed into fists, relaxing with effort.

People don't mean for a lot of things to happen. That didn't change the fact that actions spoke louder than words - intentionally, or accidentally, as they had here.

"York." It's not the frostiest greeting that she'd ever given him, but it didn't match Lela's delight in the slighest.

[allfunandgamesuntil]

York started to push himself up. "I'm sorry." It's out of his mouth before he can really think about it, but it's everything he should have said to her a few times over.

[guerriera]

Shoulders stiffen, and helm tilted down, chin tucked in. Wrong response, York.

#THUMP# went her foot, as Carolina swung her leg forward, aiming a blow at his ribs.

[allfunandgamesuntil]

Well wasn't that a kick in the ribs. York yelped. Okay, so that was the wrong move. He could think about it when he got his breath back, though. That had to happen sometime.

[guerriera]

He could catch his breath or catch her. And the former was far more likely.

Carolina didn't wait to hear more excuses, didn't pay any attention to the wide-eyed frootz cat (who'd fallen off York before the kick) or the hebby repp that immediately scurried after her, gaze fixed instead on not!Steven the moogle as she walked straight back into the gathering.

Not the best reaction she'd ever had. But she'd cool down eventually, right?

...right?