[ open ] i had a dream last night where everyone was trying

[kirkwalled]

Who: Hawke + Various CR
Where: The Meshwork
When: Chapter 4
Summary: This is catch-all log for Hawke's dreams! I'll probably do only about 2-3 but I'd like them in one place. Anyone is free to stumble upon most of them though.
Restrictions/Warnings: Kirkwall being Kirkwall essentially. And Corypheus being a giant dick.

[ Dreams will be in top levels below! I'll be writing them in prose, but please reply with brackets. :') Thanks!

And anyone is free to hop in, even if you have no cr with Hawke. She's fine, it's fine. It's fiiiiiiine. Personal one on one dreams will also get their own top level! Hit me up if you want one. ]

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[kirkwalled]

[ Hawke's caught then -- in the heavy layer of dream, she doesn't know reality from fantasy and instead she thinks of the spiders. Of the Fade. Of Corypheus and his terrible, terrible words. She's lifting her sword when Angel steps back, not yet processing it until the scream and -- ah.

A glance back to Angel has a confused expression blossoming on Hawke's face suddenly. Wait, that's not right, where's the --

Oh, spiders. Hawke charges forward then, sword swinging down in a cleanly practiced movement as she slices through a spider. Again, with another spider as the fighting continues -- crossbow bolts and sword swings ringing in the air.

She finally calls back then, to Angel. ]

Are you to fight or are you just wasting my time, serah!? There's more coming and I'd prefer not to die today!

[r3f4c70r3d]

[ She's brought her arms up at this point, covering her head as she tries to shield herself from the spindly, gross...everything. Kicking at them best she can to keep them away. Through her arms she watches Hawke, moving with impressive speed and precision, an arrow from her companion pinning one of the spiders by Angel's feet to the ground with a disgusting splat, it's green blood speckling her calves. When Hawke calls over to her, she calls back ]

I've never fought in my life!

[ And who the heck is "serah"? ]

[kirkwalled]

[ This is -- strange. Why would Hawke end up with someone who couldn't hold their own, especially in the Fade? There's another confused look here but the dream carries on and Hawke is incapable of dwelling too long. Instead, she cuts down another spider and in the pause, grabs at her belt, trying to look for -- ah! A dagger.

She'll pull it from the sheathe and toss it towards Angel, jerking her chin towards it. ]

No time to start like the present!

[r3f4c70r3d]

[ Angel scrambles towards the dagger as it skids across the ground in her direction, grabbing it by the hilt with both hands and holding it in front of her. She stabs at the air wildly, trying both to hit her targets and cover her face from them. It's uh..not going great. ]

Help!

[kirkwalled]

[ Oh my god, Angel!! Come on!! Hawke throws another look back and honestly? She gives a loud groan before stomping over, cutting down the spider nearest Angel and pulling her roughly by the elbow. ]

You -- you are going to follow me and stick as close as possible. We have to find a way out of here and I can't do it with you nearly dying on me. Do you understand?

[r3f4c70r3d]

[ Listen, just because she's a dream version of herself doesn't mean she's not still all skin and bones! She stumbles a little when Hawke pulls her up but manages to steady herself before she topples into this strangers chest. ]

I understand. Thank you, um...