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( closed ) life like the unplumbed sea;
WHO: Elysium & friends(?)
WHAT: This is now just a catch-all for everything
WHERE: Everywhere
WHEN: 2024
WARNINGS: Blanket warning for possible explorations of dark themes in general, please tread at your own risk. I will, however, endeavour to include specifics in headers if applicable.
WHAT: This is now just a catch-all for everything
WHERE: Everywhere
WHEN: 2024
WARNINGS: Blanket warning for possible explorations of dark themes in general, please tread at your own risk. I will, however, endeavour to include specifics in headers if applicable.
I'M SORRY THIS IS SO LATE
This dream takes them to a coastal town by the sea. Elysium, having gone through several of these already, feels his hair stand on end the moment he comes to. It's a familiar scene, but it isn't reliving a memory, per se; it starts as one, it takes the shape as one, and yet, he simultaneously both feels and doesn't feel as if he has control over any part of it as he would if it were.
A nightmare, then. One that he isn't able to give much further thought because it sure did decide to open up with one of his lovelier memories of being tied up and beaten down, surrounded by men in cultist robes. To his credit, he only grits his teeth and bears with it this time—there's little point in mouthing off when he already knows exactly how this will go.
We can say that Hunter just so happens to be by one of the windows and that the dream has subtly influenced him towards the dreamer… At least, there'll be no need for him to personally conduct a rescue mission just yet, as the next thing he'll know, there'll be a crystalline and dragon-like creature puncturing a hole through the building, releasing Elysium and promptly dispatching the cultists.
Staggering out not too soon after: ]
… Hunter? [ oh boy. his face falls into a grim line. it's a dream, but the pain is terribly real. he needs to get his bearings and fast, but that's hard to when around the corner there are shells with legs and giant mandibles coming directly for them. so on the spot, he loops a hand around one of Hunter's wrists and tugs. ] —Tch! Start running!
[ he can be a wolf boy bc being a bird boy is anticlimactic in ak u_u you'd think some of them would get wings, but no… ]