Kʏʟᴇ Rᴀʏɴᴇʀ {2814.4} (
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tushanshu_logs2014-03-10 10:45 pm
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Characters: Eridan Ampora, Garrett Hawke, Hal Jordan, Jim Kirk, Kyle Rayner, Mark Grayson, Pavel Chekov, Tony Stark, and Yousuke Hamamura.
Date: March 10th - 15th.
Location: Hawke, Kyle, Mark, and Chekov in an Earth Sector warehouse; Eridan, Hal, Jim, Yousuke, and Tony in the Metal Sector warehouse.
Situation: Exploring the Dreaming plane.
Warnings/Rating: None, will be added later if necessary. Starters in comments.
Date: March 10th - 15th.
Location: Hawke, Kyle, Mark, and Chekov in an Earth Sector warehouse; Eridan, Hal, Jim, Yousuke, and Tony in the Metal Sector warehouse.
Situation: Exploring the Dreaming plane.
Warnings/Rating: None, will be added later if necessary. Starters in comments.
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Hal seems to be taking the whole thing in stride. Tony's defense for the moment is to try to block out anything that might be dangerous to manifest. So far, only a hint of that is in the distance--a mechanical hum that seems to come from nowhere in particular. No visuals yet.]
No luck? What were you trying to form?
[Tony sounds mildly curious, not particularly moved by the Dreaming as he looks around.]
This isn't my town, so I'm guessing it's yours. This isn't really what you wanted to see?
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Seeing your hometown destroyed isn't what anyone wants to see. [Worse still was the fact that it was his last clear memory before the blurred years of Parallax and the Spectre.] Anything would be better than this.
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Nightmare? Can you think of something else? Maybe we can change it.
[He's trying to purposely ignore any familiar memories himself. It might be a simple approach to take, but Tony is hoping that if he just ignores those little familiar memories then they'll disappear. Especially since he doesn't have the armor to fall back on.]
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[He makes a hollow attempt at a smirk.]
If you know Aquaman and have seen him recently, that was my handiwork. [He's not quite ready to admit that he also murdered his counterpart.
But he really wants to change the setting so he's going to think long and hard about his space sector. Space didn't hold any sort of baggage for him so it should be safe.]
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[He might have had a rough time with Hal in the past, but he's trying to take this seriously and be productive.] He told me. Not in detail, but I get the idea.
[Tony pauses as the area around them seems to shift a bit at Hal's concentration. It still doesn't get rid of that mechanical hum. It sounds something like a capacitor building up energy in the distance. Tony is distracted by the whole space thing, however, and shifts his weight uneasily.]
Hey, watch it. Some of us are just human, you know.
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[He allows himself a small smile when he sees that he's at least partially successful. It's space, but not the region he was thinking of.]
Well so am I and this is a nicer view. But if it helps-- [He concentrates and a green translucent bubble envelops them to look like it's protecting them from the vacuum. It's a lot harder to maintain this than a construct, but he thinks he's starting to get the hang of it.]
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[He says that dryly, looking around at the space view that's spreading out around them. Tony doesn't often get a view like this, true, but at the same time he's very aware that they are still in the dream realm. And that makes him uneasy.
Thanks, Ty. Thanks.]
You're really doing that, huh? You can control your dreams that easily? Sounds like a nice break-
[Tony's cut off as the hum of energy stops abruptly, replaced by a shot of energy fired from somewhere in the spread of stars and aimed straight at them. Speaking of nightmares.]
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But more significantly, that breaks his concentration and the bubble disappears completely while their environment starts to blur.]
Yours or mine? [His mind immediately goes to the Manhunters.]
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Not yours.
[He looks grim and turns toward the direction of the blast as the armor appears, flying toward them to attack. Hal made the idea of overcoming fear sound easy, but Tony has never been on good terms with his subconscious.]
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He pushes himself back up to his feet and holds himself as if he's readying himself for some ring slinging.]
Right. Any reason why we're getting attacked by something from you? Buried memories? Mental problems? Give me something to work with.