onemoreday: (you can tell by the way I use my walk)
Kevin Flynn ([personal profile] onemoreday) wrote in [community profile] revenance_rpg2014-06-13 06:21 am

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Who: Flynn and anyone else
What: When you haven't really dreamed in centuries, it can be a bit overwhelming
When: After Fourth Wall
Where: Traverse Town, first district
Warnings: none


It's bright, so bright.

What is this?

There's colour and sound, and for a moment Flynn blinks, staggering just slightly, a hand reaching out for something that's not there. When he opens his eyes he has to reach up to wipe away tears with his sleeve, blinking blearily as he attempts to take in what's going on.

He's sleeping, but this isn't like any dream he's had in ages.

He moves, slowly, testing his gait, testing where he's found himself. Reaching out, fingers brushing against a wall. There's no prickle of static, of a circuit completed. No panel, no godly connection to the world around him. Solid wall. He runs his fingers up the wall, feeling the cracks and rough surface. It feels so real it's startling.

He turns to look around again, scanning things critically. His eyes aren't watering quite as much, though he has to squint a little due to how brightly lit everything is. It's that orange-yellow of incandescent bulbs, a light wavelength that he's so completely unused to anymore...

Is this a dream? Would it be affecting him this much?

But where else would he be?

He begins to walk again, carefully fielding stairs, using his hands to seek out rails and walls while his vision attempts to adjust to this place. It's nothing like the blue-and-black reality of the Grid, or even the small amount of creature comfort he made for himself. It's... alive in the physical sense, not in the digital sense...

"Didn't think I had any dreams like this left in me," he says to no one in particular, managing a quiet laugh. "Better enjoy it while it lasts!"

And he continues patiently up the stairs, waiting to see what else this dream can do.
allpurposescarf: (grins in all the wrong places)

[personal profile] allpurposescarf 2014-07-22 01:56 am (UTC)(link)
The handshake is returned without if a flicker of pause. He might not always be the best at various customs, but the ones of Earth are at least mostly familiar. Not always ones he wants to bother with, but there's no harm in a simply handshake.

(Not if Flynn is as human as he looks, at least.)

"Oh, the usual. Mostly to keep an out for the Nightmares. That's usually what the Dream Eaters are for, although I suppose you could fight the Nightmares on your own, if you really wanted to."
allpurposescarf: (is there anything I can do?)

[personal profile] allpurposescarf 2014-07-30 11:34 pm (UTC)(link)
"There should be one somewhere in this district. They're the little white creatures with the wings and pompom. Terribly hard to mistake to for anything else, too."

Exactly where the moogle in this district has gotten to he can't quite say, but there's very certainly one around somewhere and that's certainly better than not having one around at all.