[OPEN] The air is silk, shadows form a grin

[ofobedience]

Who: Giovanni and OTA
Where: Giovanni's subconscious, have fun with that
When: Chapter 4
Summary: dreams and nightmares
Restrictions/Warnings: violence, gore, bioweapon horror, that kind of thing



[Various dreams and nightmares written out in the comments. They'll all be open so feel free to tag them!]

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[r3f4c70r3d]

[ Giovanni, a name that sounds familiar but in this dream state Angel isn't sure from where, she must have heard someone else here call him that, whenever she arrived, whenever that was.

Angel nods, frantic in her agreement, her eyes darting around for somewhere to go. As she looks, she informs him: ]

My name's Angel.

[ofobedience]

Angel... [There's the brief flash of blood red eyes as his hair parts at the movement of his head, chin tilting up to look at her. It seems significant somehow, a name like that in a place like this, and this time he does move to clutch at her hand, keep hold of her. As though he suspects she might disappear. But the screaming moaning gnashing sounds that echo out from just a short distance away soon intrude on his awareness and he tugs at her then, trying to encourage her back towards a shadowy alcove, as though hiding there could really protect them from the madness of this place.] Over h-here!