@yalena.yardeen

[motivation]

what the hells?

[ that's it. guess who definitely wasn't expecting to be on a train to new tokyo? yeah. ]

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[thwipandrelease]

not to toot my own horn, but yeah, it's not exactly the same
but it's not new either

the world's a strange place where i'm from
and it's not getting any less as time goes on

[blyat]

Yeah, I know. You don't wanna see me end up dead on the side of the road somewhere 'cause I was stupid enough to get distracted.

[They don't have to rehash this conversation. He remembers what Jason said to him in the dream, assuming he didn't make it all up in a moment of bizarre out-of-reality hysteria, but judging what he's skimmed on the network, everyone was forced to participate. He sighs out a thin stream of breath.]

And I'm telling you I can take care of myself. [It's not said with petulance, not with an attitude. He looks Jason dead-on.] You gotta trust me. Okay, Jason?

[A little thing, to clue him into Jason's recollection of the beach, New Volga, his sister.] Don't wanna end up in a bad spot any more than you want me to. [Besides... he's already died once now, and he wasn't even high. Not that he's keen on discussing it at the moment.]

[forcevisions]

There was a fire at this nurse's apartment. We all went in, trying to get information from them, but ... everyone who was close to the fire wound up taking ill. It was this strange sickness that made everyone stressed and aggressive. Beyond all logic.

Holding them, activating the blue light, that was the only thing that fixed it.

[saviorexe]

[He'd appreciate it, really. Even if they don't talk about the dreamscape at all, Markus is probably in dire need of a chance to sit down and just... drink.]

He was. Did he tell you about what happened specifically?

[lighthearted]

So it can heal certain things too.

And we're the only ones who have it?

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[shorelined]

I do not wish to burden you.

[ especially if it is a one-sided thing. easier to just carry it all himself. ]

[shorelined]

It seems to be.

[ so: unexpected. ]

[motivation]

not selling shit

[ also- ]

assuming i'll buy you a drink?

[motivation]

drinks aren't that expensive

[covertness]

not yet

[ it'll happen. they don't have to talk about anything at all. ]

[998]

I don't mean the ale. It was nice not having to worry about it.

[reneger]

everyone responds to different therapies differently
maybe this is just the kind you need

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[reneger]

would it make you feel better if i shared my dark, tragic past too?

[apathet]

You must've skipped out on the wailing specters of the deep.

[ ............ interesting ]

Is "surprise things inside me" your average Saturday night out, or is there a story here?

[stabilis]

[ ok but can they google that video and still find it. one can dream ]

You and me both.

[ not that he's... totally ruled out alien goop as an explanation, yet. and because he can see Peter chatting up Dutch— ]

rule one for you, btw: if she's using her manners, you're probably in trouble.

[ so you're doing great, obviously. ]

[forcevisions]

That we've found. There's always a chance.

[daemonized]

Always the theatrics! Don't mistake me for a man who would ever prefer otherwise.

[And that's probably the most sincere thing he's relayed all day.]

[reneger]

( they don't need to, but it is something jason will repeat over and over again, until cain gets it. that he needs to be a little more cautious, that he needs to--take care of himself, not be so fucking reckless. not turn out like jason did.

(dead, six feet under, wishing he'd taken a little more precaution. hating how much he'd chased after a stupid dream)

cain won't. jason'll make sure of it. )

Uh huh. Then don't. And if you do end up in a bad spot? Call me. I don't give a shit if it turns out to be nothing, I'd rather know than--

( find a body. but he hates talking about this shit. knows cain--understands violence as well as jason does, but when it comes to feelings, needs a nudge jason isn't comfortable giving. he will, still. because this is important. )

Be careful, dicking around with the Maedas. They take shit seriously, and won't give you time to explain yourself.

[revlon]

[ There's something about the phrasing that makes her pause. ]

Did something make you angry?

[revlon]

What did you do before arriving here?

[followhim]

i don't remember. i remember i felt so BAD

and then there was this guy. i think he made fun of me?

and then i just wanted to fight him

[ under other circumstances you might have been able to call this "just another night with poe dameron down at the bar" ... ]

[lighthearted]

Well, I'm glad that it seems like everyone made it back okay.

Maybe the dreams will give us clues to figure stuff out, going forward.

[blyat]

[Rather know than find him dead. Find out secondhand. Cain gets it, doesn't need to be said. They're both averse enough to these types of conversational topics, and it feels as though he understands better than he once did. Something crucial snapped into place, ever since Jason communicated it to him openly.

So he nods, expression serious.]

I get it. I'm taking it seriously. More worried about Prompto, seems like he's kinda naive. I dunno him that well, but he's way too nice.

[A vague shrug.]

But we have to do this. If we can get shit on them, figure out what's going on, maybe it'll help later. If they're tied up in somethin' big... we need to know.

[retravel]

Have to be.
The only way out is through.

[ he already tried doing nothing, giving up — it doesn't work. ]

[realists]

Maybe.

A shower will make you feel better, wash off the lingering death.