錐生 壱縷 (kiryuu ichiru) (
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mallowhallow2013-04-14 08:29 pm
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.†. [2nd] N.i.g.h.t. [ video/action > astralfield ]
[ It was over a month since his near death experience and he was out of the hospital. He occupied a small residence a little ways away from the hospital and now briefly sprawled on the opened windows. The curtains were blowing from the small wind current and his eyes were hazed over, thinking of certain being from his past. It was such a strong thought, that he eventually manifested it in Astralfield. A beautiful woman dressed in a long traditional kimono. She had snow white hair and alluring pastel eyes. She moved like a puppet, with her grace and beauty. ]
Shizuka-sama.
[ the words softly called from his window as he watched the woman. Shizuka was no more, and he knew that, but it didn't lessen the pain. In fact, he was starting to pick up on the details of Astralfield as he experienced this, with heavy lidded eyes, and a hazy vacant expression.
The woman continued to do things according to his will, the gentle look and the lonely eyes. Yes, if only for a moment longer, he longed to be embraced by her again. In the end, it was merely a manifestation of his thoughts. He was unaware that they were producing life like imagery, but there was definitely something off about the beautiful woman. She moved in an almost mechanical way. Eventually the feed ends the recording with Ichiru's form slumped over the window and appearing minourly exhausted. It wasn't the first day this happened. It had been frequently happening and somehow the recording took over at some point when he had become drowsy.
The imagery of the vanished as it had appeared moments later when he had lost consciousness. ]
[ ooc: Ichiru was thinking about his special Pureblood, and yeah manifestation during broad daylight and then passing out because he totally did not just overexert himself lol. FEEL free to try to wake him up or bother him or ask him questions! :D ]
Shizuka-sama.
[ the words softly called from his window as he watched the woman. Shizuka was no more, and he knew that, but it didn't lessen the pain. In fact, he was starting to pick up on the details of Astralfield as he experienced this, with heavy lidded eyes, and a hazy vacant expression.
The woman continued to do things according to his will, the gentle look and the lonely eyes. Yes, if only for a moment longer, he longed to be embraced by her again. In the end, it was merely a manifestation of his thoughts. He was unaware that they were producing life like imagery, but there was definitely something off about the beautiful woman. She moved in an almost mechanical way. Eventually the feed ends the recording with Ichiru's form slumped over the window and appearing minourly exhausted. It wasn't the first day this happened. It had been frequently happening and somehow the recording took over at some point when he had become drowsy.
The imagery of the vanished as it had appeared moments later when he had lost consciousness. ]
[ ooc: Ichiru was thinking about his special Pureblood, and yeah manifestation during broad daylight and then passing out because he totally did not just overexert himself lol. FEEL free to try to wake him up or bother him or ask him questions! :D ]
Action
It happened again.
It was starting to become and nuisance, and he appeared as if he was had been weak or fragile, no something he liked at all. Ichiru preferred to keep his demeanor as strong as possible, in any circumstances. ]
Is there something you require?
[ He slowly pulled himself into a more formidable appearance. ]
Action
Who--I--
[Glancing back to the woman he had been recording, Chloe's throat constricts more when she realizes the apparition is gone. A bright blush crosses her face before her eyes narrow. This wasn't like those times before, where she made a big deal about something nobody else could see. Standing taller, Chloe lifts her chin stubbornly.]
You saw her, too. You were recording her on film.
[On film. Then it couldn't have been a ghost. Paling, Chloe takes a hesitant step back.]
Who was she? And how did she vanish like that?
Action
Her?
[ He remembered now. He was watching Shizuka move about absent minded, but now the moving silhouette was no more. Ah, he had remembered why it happened. She was only a manifestation of what he was thinking about. ]
There is no film in the communication device.
[ Ichiru kept his composure as she took a step back, and his face was its usual kind demeanor. ]
An illusion.
[ He replied. ]
Action
Yes. The--
[His next words caused Chloe to bring up her chalkboard, looking at it with a furrowed brow.]
It doesn't record? There's no memory on here?
[That was kind of unsettling. She could miss something important.]
Illusion.
[A pause, considering.]
Then you created that illusion.
Action
I'm quitet sure there is some for recording that is being done, but I do not believe that it's from film.
[ He replied, sitting up. It was strange that people seemed to find a way to find him. ]
The district allows dreams to manifest, from my speculation. I suppose this has something to do with the abilities of the district.
Action
What do you think it is, then? Some new form of technology?
[Chloe takes a step closer, hand reaching out as to assist him when he shifts to a sitting position. She pulls her hand away, torn between helping him and being wary.]
Dreams to manifest.
[Cue the dramatic music, please. Slowly, Chloe is shaking her head. No. Her dreams cannot manifest. Not here. Not for everyone else to witness, and go through.]
No. Th-they can't--
Wh-what do you mean, 'abilities'?
Action
I suppose you can say that.
[ He didn't really move. He was rather fatigued and could fall over any moment now. He politely brushed away from her offered assistance. He didn't want to rely on others. He was fine. ]
Yes, in this particular location, the dreams of people come to life. You have experienced it first hand yourself, have you not? Isn't it strange, that every district appears different?
Action
Are you from here, then? What can you tell me about this place?
[When he brushed off her assistance Chloe gave him a little more room. He still didn't look very sturdy on his own, but she'd let him be despite her wary concern.]
C-c-come to life?
[Well that bit of news was terrifying.]
N-no, I haven't. I just arrived here and was dropped off. I haven't even seen the other districts yet. Wh-which district is safest?
Action
I was taken here.
[ A soft reply. ] It's a district with a unique ability to allow people to bring dreams to life. It is as I've seen it.
[ He mused. Explaining things wasn't exactly the greatest ting for him to do right now. He used his arm to support himself at the windowsill. ]
Yes.
[ Terrifying indeed. He still was fine with seeing Shizuka's silhouette, even if it was a little. ]
There is nothing..safe here.
[ His unusually collected face almost hardened. ]
Action
Oh.
[Bring dreams to life. Chloe's hand rises up to her necklace once more, fear strong and brief. No. She couldn't dream. Those dreams were ones she couldn't dream.]
H-has anyone... been able to control their dreams?
[She had to ask. It was important, and Chloe was willing to try anything.]
Cue the ominous music.
[She'd had a feeling he would say something like that. This was not good. It was like the Keep all over again, only worse. Worse because this time Chloe's nightmares were all about to come true, and there may not be a way to prevent it. In a last ditch effort, Chloe is once again casting out her senses, eyes closed and expression determined. Still she senses nothing, and when her eyes open again they are colder than before.]
This may seem like a strange question, but it's important. D-do people die here?
Action
Is something the matter?
[ He looked at her again, but it seemed like he was starting to doze off from the fatigue. ]
I am uncertain about that, though if you're referring to dead people being brought here, then that's a possibility.
[ He was after all suppose to be dead. ]
Action
N-n-n--
[She can't even get the lie past her lips. Her hand tightens on her amulet as her gaze remains unfocused.]
I can't dream here. I c-c--
[Gaze finally beginning to focus, Chloe seeks this stranger's gaze once more as she realizes what she's admitting. Then she notices his fatigue again.]
You look like you could really use some food. And sleep. Can I get you something to eat? I'll hurry.
At his last comment, Chloe frowns and looks out at the surrounding area of this strange place. She shudders. "I hope it's not, but I wouldn't be surprised."
Action
Why is that?
[ His tone had not changed much but perhaps there might have been the faintest hint of interest in his comment. ]
I will be fine. Your concern is appreciated.
[ No he's not. He's just being incredibly stubborn about it. No matter how many times people offered him help, he had not accepted it once. The only reason why Zero had even the slimmest chance of helping was because Zero was his brother and also because he forced it no matter how little. ]
Action
[Might as well own up to her nightmares now, seeing as how Chloe may be the only necromancer around who will be able to set trapped souls free. Her resolve was already growing, determination rising. Whatever this place was, she wouldn't hide here. Especially not if her own terrors came out to terrify others.]
I'm a necromancer. Apparently, I'm about to be really busy chasing away my own nightmares while I stay here. So... If you have any ghosts disturbing you, or rotting corpses around, give me a holler and I'll stop by to set things right.
[And suddenly Chloe is back in her element, jaw set stubbornly when he refuses any help. Both hands go to her hips, and she gives him her no-nonsense tone.]
Look. You're tired, this place is draining your energy, and if you don't nourish your body you'll collapse. Here. [Reaching into her back pocket, Chloe pulls out a rather mashed yet still wrapped energy bar, stepping forward to thrust it up to him. There's a scowl on her face, so you better take it. There is also concern.]
Action
Ghosts and rotting corpse, what do you mean?
[ now his attention was somewhat alert now. He gave her a serious look above his tiredness. ]
I'll be fine. It won't do anything.
[ He repeated again, sternly. He didn't want people to think he was weak or that he was unable to take care of himself. He eyed the energy bar. He didn't take it and he simply shook his head, and attempting to get himself up. ]