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ɪʀᴏɴᴡᴏᴏᴅ ᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴏʀ ᴇsʜᴀɪ ([personal profile] ironwood) wrote in [community profile] tushanshu_logs2013-08-09 07:07 pm

Event | Landfall | Dreaming

Characters: Any and every!
Date: August 10th - 31, 2013
Location: The realm of Dreaming as accessed via Sinbrilee
Situation: Dreaming is but one of the three realms and here characters are subject to their fanciful thoughts.
Warnings/Rating: Please place content warnings in subject headers!

Sinbrilee | Dreaming | Death


Life. Dreaming. Death. Three realms overlaid upon one another and yet each distinctly their own. They dwell in Life and do so live upon the back of the great turtle as those of Sinbrilee did upon the shell of his sister. However, there stand numerous arches of marble throughout the ruined city that are inlaid with runes beyond understanding. Those that live and breathe which step through those whose runes glow with faint, iridescent light tread instead into the realm of Dreaming.

Here, there exists no single defining characteristic beyond the visitor's imagination. The landscape sculpts to their individual thoughts, the events to their dreams. From a drab gray nothing to the most brilliant of displays, the senses perceive all that they wish to perceive for all that nothing here truly exists. This far from Tu Vishan, the ability to shape their surroundings is all they have, for Sinbrilee's Dreaming does not have the energy to sustain powers, only the bodies of those that dwell here.

Should two parties near, then the Mesh begins. Dreams, you see, not only can be shared, but they strive to be. These visions sculpted into reality reach out for one another and blend. They begin an exchange akin to a linking of the minds, within which one visitor can learn the other's deepest thoughts. Their limitation is but compatibility, for two minds that cannot flow upon the same current cannot hold the Mesh.

Happiness or loss, the landscape and events play out memories and fancies with a most convincing air. The mood rises and falls with the tide of the visitor's mind, detached as they are from the soothing influence of a great turtle's mind. Nothing here, however, is real; 'constructs' simply fade if taken through the archways and even the greatest scientific minds or tools will reveal nothing of its source. This is an ancient magic of an ancient realm, long practised in concealing itself from any prying.

Note: Due to the fluid and highly individual nature of Dreaming, no official subheaders will be provided in the comments of this post. Feel free to post and thread however you like, so long as the rules of Dreaming are adhered to.
angermanaging: (hulk γ in bleak vision)

[personal profile] angermanaging 2013-08-22 12:15 am (UTC)(link)
[The finer points of socializing are, as always, lost on the Hulk, but even he can tell that this is outside the norm.

There's a moment's pause as he takes in the novelty of being asked how he's doing. She's literally the first person to have ever done so. He softens just slightly, glad to see her warmth. No one her age should be hurt.]


Hulk good. Want out more. [That's really his main complaint. He's too strong to be hurt, of course, but it gets boring stuck in Banner's head.]
wingedwarrior: (Alfred is a sweetheart)

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[personal profile] wingedwarrior 2013-08-22 12:45 am (UTC)(link)
[Honestly, Shayera isn't really the best with kids. Sure, she can interact with them well enough, but when she needs to comfort one? She usually leaves that stuff to Diana or Superman or someone more well-liked. But they weren't here right now, and this little girl needed help. So she'll put on the friendliest smile she can before crouching down and tapping Zatanna on her shoulder.] Hey, kid. What do you need help with?
kelpful: (:B)

[personal profile] kelpful 2013-08-22 01:07 am (UTC)(link)
Percy doesn't really notice the strain - he's pretty sure that if the Greeks were in the same position, they would have been just as defensive. Not that he's been back, but he's pretty sure that part of the reason the Greeks are less defensive with regards to Romans is because the Greeks don't remember the Romans.

Plus, they like him better than the Romans like Jason. Actual facts. "Yeah, the whole place is pretty huge. And we can definitely take a tour! That's pretty much what I've been doing whenever people show up, to be honest. Come on, I'll show you my cabin and then we can check out the stables. Blackjack'll be there, we can go flying or something."
traitorously: (pic#6266500)

[personal profile] traitorously 2013-08-22 01:13 am (UTC)(link)
Oh, no! [Catty waves her hand, like she can push away her own words or something] I didn't mean you had to mind it. Just - like you said, you didn't have a choice about it. [She shrugs] Sometimes Fate is like that. You come to terms with it, or you waste your life fighting against it, only to do what it wants you to in the end, anyway.

[She takes in the Archive, how unbothered she seems by the whole conversation] Maybe it's better that you don't know anything else. At least that way it's not like you had something that was taken away from you. [A beat] Or maybe I don't know what I'm talking about! That's probably more likely, to be honest.
backwordscompatible: (crying)

[personal profile] backwordscompatible 2013-08-22 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Perhaps it was because she could sense the hesitation within her subconscious. Hesitation, but well-intentioned. Regardless of the reason, Zatanna did not immediately look up at Shayera's voice. But nor did she pulled away. Instead, she continued to cry into her arms, managing to murmurer out something vaguely resembling an answer:]

D-da...ddy....
wingedwarrior: (get past the mace and she's nice)

[personal profile] wingedwarrior 2013-08-22 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
[Oh boy. A lost child. Maybe if she could find out at least a little of what her dad looked like, or maybe a name. Shayera tried to sound soothing and friendly (a little difficult with how rough she tends to be), and rubs her head a little.] You lost your dad, huh? I can help you find him.
backwordscompatible: (pic#5193537)

[personal profile] backwordscompatible 2013-08-22 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Help. This was a nice person who wanted to help.]

[Zatanna nodded into her knees, before slowly lifting her head. She peered up at the pretty lady with wings for a moment, no signs of recognition, through glossy eyes and wet cheeks.]


You know where he is?

[It didn't even dawn on her that she wouldn't know who her father was, or what he looked like. Zatara was famous. Everybody knew him.]
wingedwarrior: (do I fucking have to)

[personal profile] wingedwarrior 2013-08-22 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
Well, no. [Shit, that wasn't going to help. Quick, backtrack, Shayera, don't worry the poor kid.] But if you tell me what he looks like, and what his name is, I could find him for you.

[She may not be Batman, but she can sure as hell try.]
backwordscompatible: (meeting the father)

[personal profile] backwordscompatible 2013-08-22 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
[She almost forgot to be sad in her immediate confusion by the request.]

He's Zatara. [As if this was supposed to explain everything.] The Zatara. The bestest magician in the whole wide world.
shotofsherry: (pic#1848195)

[personal profile] shotofsherry 2013-08-22 02:29 am (UTC)(link)
[ She's trying to keep her head level and emotions in check. There was no point in blowing up or letting all of this get the better of her. It still hurt. It would always hurt. But she knew her sister wouldn't want her to be like this. Not forever. How many times had Akemi wished for her to try and live a normal life? She wouldn't want her to be grief stricken like this. ]

I know you can be a fool, but I can't believe how many stupid things just came out of your mouth.

[ Ai opened her eyes to look at the bundle of flowers. Of course this wasn't real, but still. She wanted to pay her respects somehow. His words should have inspired a flicker of hope but she was too jaded to consider it a possibility. ]

You reopen the case and they will find out. Do so as Shinichi Kudo and you'll be good as dead.
Edited 2013-08-22 02:30 (UTC)
sophos: (pic#4907327)

[personal profile] sophos 2013-08-22 02:33 am (UTC)(link)
She clings to the reassurance as much as the hands, and maybe it's only because of where they are in the Dreaming that she lets herself so desperately do so.

It's a determination in overcoming it that she really has to cling to, in the idea that she and Percy can overcome and survive Tartarus together, because without that, it's just as good as accepting death. And she's not okay with that.

But this isn't Tartarus right now, it's not even Rome, is it? It all feels so terribly real, a little moreso than the way she's been experiencing in her nightmares since watching it happen. Nobody usually shows up in those, though.

"Can you break it?" she gets out, looking up at Soranik and trying to bite back on hopefulness. "The web, can you cut it?"

She's not entirely sure it was always there, but she spots her knife beside them. It shouldn't be there, it should have fallen in Tartarus already, but she really doesn't want to question it right now.
sophos: (pic#4485068)

[personal profile] sophos 2013-08-22 02:39 am (UTC)(link)
[She chuckles.] The architecture is my own thing, on my own time.

We definitely cover the survival bits, with archery and then some. Weapons training is standard. It's technically mostly a summer camp, but sometimes people go year round.
wingedwarrior: (whoa hold up what's going on)

[personal profile] wingedwarrior 2013-08-22 02:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Zatara. Giovanni Zatara? Well, that at least answers one question. Which means this is Zatanna as a child, in her memory. And that in turn means there's either no Zatara, or it's going to be difficult to find him.] Guess he pulled one heck of a disappearing act, didn't he?

[Shayera stands up, holding out her hand for Zatanna to take.] We'd better get looking then. He's probably worried about her.
backwordscompatible: (crockblocked)

[personal profile] backwordscompatible 2013-08-22 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
Why call it a Summer Camp if it goes all year?
shotofsherry: (pic#1848199)

[personal profile] shotofsherry 2013-08-22 02:45 am (UTC)(link)
[ She managed a neutral expression when she asks. ] What had happened in your experience?
backwordscompatible: (Surprised)

[personal profile] backwordscompatible 2013-08-22 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
[She accepts the hand, letting Shayera pull her to her feet. Only then does she wipe her eyes and get a real look at the lady offering to help her.]

You have wings.

Are they real?
sophos: (pic#4369153)

[personal profile] sophos 2013-08-22 02:48 am (UTC)(link)
It's only all year if you don't have a place to go back to.
wingedwarrior: (I see what you did there)

[personal profile] wingedwarrior 2013-08-22 02:56 am (UTC)(link)
[She smiles, unfolding her wings to their true wingspan, with a few gentle flaps. Maybe if she entertains Zatanna, she won't be so down anymore.] Yep. Real Thanagarian wings.
backwordscompatible: (no words)

[personal profile] backwordscompatible 2013-08-22 03:00 am (UTC)(link)
[Distraction successful: the four-year-old's eyes go wide as she takes in the full sight.]

What's a Than-a-gary?
wingedwarrior: (another fight another day)

[personal profile] wingedwarrior 2013-08-22 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Take notes, Shayera, you'll need to know this shit when you're a mom.] It's the race I'm a part of. We all have wings like this, and live... oh, a few hundred light years away from Earth.
dustonmyfeet: (tears)

[personal profile] dustonmyfeet 2013-08-22 03:04 am (UTC)(link)
It's just as well that neither of them can see. Toph is crying, and she doesn't like anyone to see that. She bites the inside of her cheek as tears slip down her face.

There's not necessarily a best thing to do when someone cries. It always depends on the person, the situation, the moment. Re-settled on earth, Toph stands where she's placed, scrubbing away tears with the back of her hand and long sleeve. Her breathing, however, doesn't sound all that good.

"They always say it's for my protection." Her voice is a quiet, thin thread. "Everything. Blowing on my soup, to keeping me in here. I've never been outside. People outside . . . they don't even know I exist." Her voice rasps once, briefly, as she coughs.

". . . Are they ashamed of me?"
backwordscompatible: (Surprised)

[personal profile] backwordscompatible 2013-08-22 03:08 am (UTC)(link)
[Her smile fades into an awkward 'oh' face.]

[Oh.]

[Oh.]


No place at all?
backwordscompatible: (Surprised)

[personal profile] backwordscompatible 2013-08-22 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
[She had no idea what light years were, or how much a 'few hundred' was, or basically anything past the part where she had wings and they were real and that was really cool.]

[In fact, she stopped listening halfway through the explanation, already reaching one hand out and up like she wanted to touch them. Because she did. She really, really did.]
dustonmyfeet: (lost)

[personal profile] dustonmyfeet 2013-08-22 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
Having water pulled out of your lungs, especially when trying to breathe, isn't pleasant. Toph hacks and rasps, curling inward on her side. The water is out of her lungs, but she still doesn't seem to feel as though she has enough air. Korra may feel the girl's body shiver as though not quite able to get warm. She doesn't seem to hear.

"Toph!!" There are people on the bank now, a man scrabbling to get down to them both -- likely one of the guards from earlier.
wingedwarrior: (what you though these were for show?)

[personal profile] wingedwarrior 2013-08-22 03:15 am (UTC)(link)
[Okay, normally she doesn't let people touch the wings, especially kids. But Zatanna seems all right, not like she'd try to rip out the feathers or anything. So she keeps her wings out to let Zatanna get a feel for them. They'll be soft, well groomed (Shayera prides herself on them), and smooth.]