[Vanitas will find himself standing in a strange chamber. The walls are purple and look crystaline, and pulse with some sort of strange life. The ceiling is high. Wheels and gears and arcane symbols spin in eerie violet light above. There is a throne, stone jutting up as though pushed into the shape of it. A hallway leads off of one wall, lined in countless doors. They whisper and beckon and somehow Vanitas knows there is power and knowledge beyond his wildest dreams down that hallway.]
[He starts to walk down it and suddenly flames envelop the corridor, racing towards him. He flings up his arms and stumbles back but the fire touches him, licks at his face and it feels as though his face is burning, feeding the flames. The corridor and all its rooms are devoured by flames Vanitas can't push through....]
Vanitas frowned slightly as he looked around and tried to make sense of what he was seeing but none of it was familiar.
And yet..that hallway. He needed to go down that hallway. Why? Power. Knowledge. It was all down there. It had to be!
He'd only just started to move down it when the flames came out of nowhere to engulf everything, the young man letting out a startled yelp as he stumbled back, tried to block his face from the flames but it's useless. The heat is unbearable and his face stings as the flames lick at it, scorch it with even the slightest brush--
Vanitas snaps awake in a panic, scrambling upright and reaching up to touch his face.
No burns. He was alright. He was..
As the panic starts to edge away a name creeps through his mind and it's got him reaching blindly for his 'gear to call a certain someone as he runs a hand through his hair.
[Jack's already awake. This is normal for him, he gets pulled from sleep by nightmares on the regular. One of the few causes of sudden waking that doesn't result in him promptly shaking Nisha and Felix awake to do shit for him.]
[They both know damn well he has a problem with bad dreams, but Felix is polite and just ignores it and Nisha deals with it without directly addressing the problem. He appreciates both approaches, really.]
[He's had that dream before, he knows what it means. When that stupid bitch had punched the artifact into his face, all the knowledge it contained had been lost. Just fragments and fractures bouncing around in his mind at random, unconnected. That had been his undoing.]
[He's in his office when the 'gear goes off, and with a heavy sigh, he flips it on. Audio only.]
Go for Jack, even though it's ass o'clock at night.
Look, kiddo, what the hell do you want me to say? Everybody's having screwed up dreams, there's psychic pokemon perving on people while they sleep...I dunno what's going on.
Maybe...you got some shit from somewhere else. I'm not necessarily saying me, 'cause dreams are private shit, but maybe there's some weird freaky dreampocalypse going down.
You're not the only one who's had weird nightmares recently.
So look, when it comes to weird Pokemon shit, there's not much ya can do about it.
You know that wasn't your dream, you know weird dream Pokemon are messing with people. That's two facts right there, I bet you're already ahead of most of the assholes around here with just those.
And just as a general bit of information that might be helpful right now, dreams are friggin weird. Everybody's dreams. I know mine are really weird. I'm a kinda paranoid guy, I can admit it, but it's not paranoia when a lot of people used to be out to get ya. I worry a lot about losing things that are important to me. And I watch a lot of weird TV before bed, it does some messed up stuff to the subconscious.
Look, are you near Goldenrod? Wanna come over and watch a dumb movie?
[Vanitas is frowning on his end, taking in what Jack's saying and reading between the lines even if he probably shouldn't be. He had a feeling this was Jack's way of saying that yeah, it was his dream but..
He's going to drop it for now.]
Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, old man.
[He sighs.]
No, we're in Blackthorn or else I'd take you up on that.
Well, yeah, 'cause I'm saying it for a reason. You're a smart kid.
[Jack just isn't in the mood to get into what that particular dream means, but...well, he's not lying. Fear of losing his power, his wealth, his loved ones...those are real fears. They manifest in his dreams.]
[Vanitas just doesn't need to know how close to real life that one is.]
Is it irony that Blackthorn is where our winter place is, we just haven't packed up and headed there yet? I can never remember what irony actually is. You liking it there? The skiing's great.
Hey, you crashing at the inn? Wanna use our ski lodge instead?
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[He starts to walk down it and suddenly flames envelop the corridor, racing towards him. He flings up his arms and stumbles back but the fire touches him, licks at his face and it feels as though his face is burning, feeding the flames. The corridor and all its rooms are devoured by flames Vanitas can't push through....]
[The nightmare fades.]
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Vanitas frowned slightly as he looked around and tried to make sense of what he was seeing but none of it was familiar.
And yet..that hallway. He needed to go down that hallway. Why? Power. Knowledge. It was all down there. It had to be!
He'd only just started to move down it when the flames came out of nowhere to engulf everything, the young man letting out a startled yelp as he stumbled back, tried to block his face from the flames but it's useless. The heat is unbearable and his face stings as the flames lick at it, scorch it with even the slightest brush--
Vanitas snaps awake in a panic, scrambling upright and reaching up to touch his face.
No burns. He was alright. He was..
As the panic starts to edge away a name creeps through his mind and it's got him reaching blindly for his 'gear to call a certain someone as he runs a hand through his hair.
What the fuck had that been?]
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[They both know damn well he has a problem with bad dreams, but Felix is polite and just ignores it and Nisha deals with it without directly addressing the problem. He appreciates both approaches, really.]
[He's had that dream before, he knows what it means. When that stupid bitch had punched the artifact into his face, all the knowledge it contained had been lost. Just fragments and fractures bouncing around in his mind at random, unconnected. That had been his undoing.]
[He's in his office when the 'gear goes off, and with a heavy sigh, he flips it on. Audio only.]
Go for Jack, even though it's ass o'clock at night.
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[No pleasantries here, Jack. Sorry. He knows it's late and he does feel bad but what the hell, man? Quit sharing your dreams!]
You were dreaming, right? Just a few minutes ago? Some weird cave and fire? That was you..right?
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[Because as odd a coincidence as that is, Jack's not admitting anything. 'Weird cave and fire' covers a lot. Dreams are full of caves and fires.]
[And anyone getting into his head is one of Jack's greatest fears. There's a reason he hardly has any psychic Pokemon.]
If ya are, I want some of what you took.
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[Don't try your crap with him, Jack. It felt like you. The dream..for some reason he just knows it's connected to the other man.]
What was that throne? And those symbols? What the hell was that place?
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Uh, obviously dream-shit, if that's where you saw it. My dreams usually involve Taylor Swift and laser shooting battle unicorns, so....
[Jack's trying to play it casual, but there's an edge to his voice. What the hell?]
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No, wait, there's definitely an edge to Jack's voice.]
Pops, look, keep it secret if you want but if that was your dream, at least tell me that much because I'm starting to feel a little crazy right now.
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Maybe...you got some shit from somewhere else. I'm not necessarily saying me, 'cause dreams are private shit, but maybe there's some weird freaky dreampocalypse going down.
You're not the only one who's had weird nightmares recently.
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But this is the first time I've had someone else's dream. It didn't feel right, it didn't feel like something I'd normally dream about.
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You know that wasn't your dream, you know weird dream Pokemon are messing with people. That's two facts right there, I bet you're already ahead of most of the assholes around here with just those.
And just as a general bit of information that might be helpful right now, dreams are friggin weird. Everybody's dreams. I know mine are really weird. I'm a kinda paranoid guy, I can admit it, but it's not paranoia when a lot of people used to be out to get ya. I worry a lot about losing things that are important to me. And I watch a lot of weird TV before bed, it does some messed up stuff to the subconscious.
Look, are you near Goldenrod? Wanna come over and watch a dumb movie?
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He's going to drop it for now.]
Yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, old man.
[He sighs.]
No, we're in Blackthorn or else I'd take you up on that.
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[Jack just isn't in the mood to get into what that particular dream means, but...well, he's not lying. Fear of losing his power, his wealth, his loved ones...those are real fears. They manifest in his dreams.]
[Vanitas just doesn't need to know how close to real life that one is.]
Is it irony that Blackthorn is where our winter place is, we just haven't packed up and headed there yet? I can never remember what irony actually is. You liking it there? The skiing's great.
Hey, you crashing at the inn? Wanna use our ski lodge instead?