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[oneirism]

Who: Lapis and OTA (+ some closed prompts)
Where: The Meshwork
When: Throughout Chapter 4
Summary: A catch-all for Lapis' dreams!
Restrictions/Warnings: Violence, supernatural spookiness, will add more warnings if anything pops up!

[Just a log for all of Lapis' dream stuff! I'll be doing an ota prompt, but if you want a unique dream just hit me up at Lapis' planning comment or at moonpaper!]

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OTA

[oneirism]

[It's dark here, out in the graveyard. The few lamps around fizzle, illumination coming and going, casting brief flashes of light on the gravestones and the overgrowth on them. But there's voices not too far from here – one a young woman, and the others more... Echo-y. Like they're not really there.

Lapis sits not too far away, curled up by one of the gravestones as she looks up at her companions, floating and hovering around her, able to see them clearly despite how transparent they are. Each one has some kind of injury, their cause of death apparent, and it some cases it's gruesome to look at – but there's nothing to fear. These are her friends, the only friends she's ever really had. They're harmless to her.

But that isn't always the case for everyone else.]

im s...orry...

[brokeassgoing]

[yeah please count on this one to be mulish with the peace-- even when its a dream. He comes bounding out of the light, staring into the mist that are her friends.

Badou's quiet, which is dangerous if you know him long enough, as he peers around. For a moment it doesn't appear he's too worried.

He stops at one gravestone, curious:]

Now did you choke on a chicken wing before you went or what.

never be sorry

[oneirism]

[Well that... certainly gets their attention. And they actually seem to consider it for a moment, the spirits chattering among themselves before Lapis points at the one whose... throat is kind of in pieces, yeah.]

He's most likely to have done that.

[brokeassgoing]

[he finds himself impressed despite himself, whistling and squinting]

Damn-- you sure know some party people dontcha.

[mayora13]

[How gory the ghosts appear is the least terrifying thing about this situation. Not that Hijikata is afraid! At all! He rubs his bicep just a few times - because it's cold, right? it's totally cold - before forcing himself to stand straight.

His fingers are ice.

As he walked through the graveyard - briskly searching for the exit - he'd stumbled upon Lapis's perch and her 'friends'.

He hasn't been able to look away. Normally he'd make like a bat out of hell suddenly remember he left the oven on and leave, but there's something entrancing about the lingering spirits.

He feels as if he knows them.

But that's not possible, so Hijikata tries to banish the notion from his mind as he steps forward. Surely it's the girl he'll recognize-] Uh- [Stellar introduction.]