Dream Diver (closed to close cr)

[otomechapilot]

She's walking through her dreams, fully lucid, looking through the ruins in her usual armored wetsuit deal, seeing a bit of Ancient Greece over in the distance that way, a rock festival in the forest that way, a desert planet in the sky that she could probably fly to in her armor.

She's probably mostly going to be looking through her personal effects in her room, though, which mostly have visual representations of her memories - pictures the people she's met here, which are vibrantly colored and in blue frames, and pictures of the folks back home in gunmetal grey frames and sepia tones. A tall, lean, confident kid with dark skin features in a lot of them, with one particular picture of Sara and him kissing. Her dungeon rescuers will recognize him as Keenan.

She may be Dream Communicating unconsciously, inviting her friends into her dreams. She's going to wake up exhausted.

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[otomechapilot]

"Dragon planet," she said. "I could have done. So much good with the bullshit dreams and I missed it. You... saw what I was up against, talking to the Anna I dreamed up," she said.

She takes a picture of the real halloween party, featuring Anna as a flapper with the other girl, Meredith, as a gangster - both goofing around. Then hangs it on the wall.

"Dream dragon planet was the thing hanging in my sky. That's... that's not a home thing. Just the one moon like Earth. We're pretty sure that's where the alien base is."

[breakaleginhalf]

"Yeah, you've gone through some tough shit." The kind he gets, as well, which is what drives him to step into the room, and tempts him to put a hand on her upper back. "Dream dragon planet looks sick up there, though. Way cooler than alien moon base."

[otomechapilot]

She grins. "I think the more I travel the more cool places I can visit. This is... kind of where I put my memories. And it was a mess," she adds, laughing. "I don't keep my real room that messy and I'm cleaning up now."

Were there chairs and a desk in this room? Well, there are now, and a little plastic model of Sara's mech is on the desk in various stages of assembly. "You wanted to know what you gave me?" She asks, slotting the extra sensory helmet from Kohaku onto the figurine.

[breakaleginhalf]

"Still better than mine. It's kind of turned into a pillowy troll cave." Hope the other rooms didn't mind their pillows going missing.

The suddenly appearing desk doesn't phase him at all, but the tiny mecha gets his ears twitching up immediately. "Oh my god, yes?" And he's rushing forward to get a closer look. He can feel his tail perking up just looking at it. "That looks so fucking cool just as is."

the moment we've all been waiting for

[otomechapilot]

She snaps on something... biological, made of bony plates and bulbous sacs in vivid blue.

"This is the opposite of a flamethrower," she says. "It fires a spray that freezes things and also it sounds like it's screaming when it fires."

She demonstrates. This model is just that, a model, a toy; it's a way to safely show off. But underneath that weird warble in pitch... is that a Wilhelm Scream?

Awwwwwww yeeeeeeeeeah

[breakaleginhalf]

"Am I allowed to be vaguely offended by how gross that looks?" Because if that's meant to be an indication of what their friendship looks like... that's gross, man.

But the weapon in action makes a pretty sick noise. One that makes his ears flick up with interest. "Wait, do it again? Holy shit."

[otomechapilot]

"Go for it, but that's probably more your whole fear thing. It looks like an alien weapon because fear. Fear is why."

She does it again. That's definitely poor Wilhelm.

[breakaleginhalf]

Welp. "Fear is a pretty ugly thing, yeah."

But then he grins excitedly. "Holy shit it is Wilhelm. Your weapon gave me the fucking stock horror movie scream." He is delighted.