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in my long forgotten cloistered sleep [DREAM LOG]

[ The world is asleep -- the night hangs high with their stars glittering and decorating the deep blue velvet sky. Usagi is out at the edge of the Verdant Forest and the Rolling Plains, laying on the ground with Pinky the Clefairy laying next to her. In the tree next to them preening her feathers, is Lucky the Talonflame while Turnip the Gloom is napping underneath the same tree that Lucky has taken over.

Luna the Meowstic is curled up on her chest and Kira the Carbink seems to have taken upon itself to be the camp watch -- ready to ~~transform~~ stop any wild predators from getting the drop on their little group!

But, Usagi's attentions are purely focused on the sky above and the giant crescent moon that's lighting the world below with its silvery light. ]

Man, you can't get this kind of view in the city, huh?

[ It's a question that's partially directed to Pinky, who coos a Fairy! in response, but, really, it's to anyone else that wants to answer. ]

[ This was the destined day! That cake shop that Usagi had seen during her shopping trips had finally opened its doors! Of course, she had been one of the first customers waiting in the long line, having heard that this store's pastries and sweets were to die for and now that she was finally inside, Pinky sitting on the chair across from her at their designated table, she couldn't wait until their treats were brought over!

A few moments pass, and a waiter (and a cute one at that) finally brings an array of cakes for Usagi, as well as a few poke puffs for the Clefairy before sliding away. ]

It looks so good! Come on, Pinky! Let's dig in!

[ Usagi's first choice just so happens to be this delicious looking Strawberry Shortcake, and forking off a piece, quickly shoves it into her mouth to taste the deliciousness!

... except what she tastes isn't a sponge cake or whipped cream or strawberries. No. What she tastes is the distinct flavor of carrots. ]

EW!

[ Odd. Usagi then tries her other cakes, only to find they all taste like carrots. Which wouldn't be such a bad thing... if she didn't hate carrots. So, there's really only one thing that Usagi can do in this situation, as Pinky just chews happily away on her own food. ]

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

[ It's something that Usagi's never had before when her dreams usually consist of bright colorful worlds or the usual first world problem dreams like all the food that she consumes tasting like carrots. ~~How disgusting.~~

Darkness. Complete and utter black.

The only thing bright in this world is her. ]

Hello?! [ Her voice echoes through the nothingness, and unlike before when she was in the Dream World, while filled with ghost pokemon and had some sort of life energy.. this place is empty and soundless. Panic sets quickly inside of Usagi as she starts to run through this lifeless world.. hoping that she finds something... something.. anything to help her out.

But then, there's something off in the distance and instead of running aimlessly, her new goal was to see what that lonely bright object is. She notices that it's a mirror floating amidst the dark and hesitates to look into it... She does though -- and what reflects is someone that is her, but isn't. A little taller. A little older. Silver hair, but most peculiarly a golden upturned crescent mark in the middle of her forehead. ]

Woah! Is that me? No way!

[ Usagi does a few poses in the mirror, because wow the maybe her in the mirror definitely had a better figure than her (but that's just what happens when you get older right? You fill out in the places that matter?), and then leans forward to inspect the thing in the middle of her forehead. Right as she's about to touch it, she notices the reflection of a Small-sized Pumpkaboo staring straight at her.

She doesn't have enough time to react because as soon as she turns to try and face the pokemon, there's a sudden flash and the world ripples -- changes around her. Soon, it's not the black silence she had been racing through. It's a town that, by the looks of it, has been recently decimated. There are still some buildings that are smoldering from fire. Others have been razed to the ground but that's not what frightens her the most. What she sees are pokemon and humans alike, laying unmoving and unbreathing on the ground. There's no doubt about what she's seeing...

They were dead.

Usagi's mouth opens to start screaming, trying to back away from what she's seeing and feeling when she bumps back into a wall with a mostly standing glass window. There was that reflection again -- that person that was her but wasn't.. except when she looks down, she lifts up on of her long tails to watch as the pale silver strands fall between her fingers. Her hand pulls away from her hair as if it's burning her hand, and steps back until she's in the middle of what was supposed to be the main road through this small town. What was going on? Who was she? Was she alone? Why was she here? ]

W-why... I don't... I don't want this... I don't want this at all!

[ ooc: herp derp I should have mentioned this before, but dream III is meant for anyone who has history dating before the savior, so, feel free to have your characters (or past versions of them) go who the eff is this chick crying in the middle of a razed town. Other wise, dream I and dream II are ripe for the hilarious and friendly picking!

also content warning with dream III: violence and death of both human and pokemon alike. ]

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Well…I know it’s more than just you and me. I’ve been having these dreams for a while, but there are definitely others.

[She swallows and looks skyward, up towards the murky peak of the dome. And then she shakes her head, letting that braid sway to and fro.]

Haruka-san and Michiru-san. And they tell me Hotaru-san is the same. But…there are others too. I think that everyone in the Old City is the same. Minako-chan I know for certain, but…Ami-chan and Mako-chan haven’t mentioned it to me. That’s just a guess, but I think it’s a good one.

[Rei smiles weakly and leans back down, resting her head against Usagi’s shoulder. With a heavy sigh, she keeps her fingers sliding through that silvery hair.]

I…I’ve wanted to know what those connections binding us meant for so long. And now I think I understand. We’re meant to be together, all of us. I’m not sure why, but I feel like we’ve done all this before. Like we’re always supposed to be there for one another. Like with the Drifloons, or my nightmares

[and here's Michiru, carefully picking her way across and making her way towards Usagi. It's almost callous, the way she spares the bodies only the briefest of glances. But then again, she's seen this scene - or variations thereof - too many times before.]

So what will you do about it?

[her face is carefully blank, though the deathgrip she has on this odd hand mirror is telling. She's barely aware she even has it, however.]

[oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap!

The branches of the shrub visibly shuddered under the Carbink's shimmering glow, and-- suddenly, there was a reply!]

It is I-- [Harima declared in a raspy, squeaky voice that was clearly fake--] The Ancient Bush of Love!

[ At first, Usagi's just staring that the bush incredulously. She hadn't expected the thing to talk.. and her pokemon seem to be ready to do something in case their human decides to try and smoke the culprit out. ]

. . . . . No way! I didn't know there was anything like that!

[ Pinky just face faults into the grass while the other pokemon just sigh at how... gullible their human is. Quickly, Usagi just slides over to the bush she's pretty sure is talking (actually, she's at the bush just right of where Harima is hiding) and looks at it with excited eyes. ]

What does an Ancient Bush of Love do? Do you grant wishes? Are you going to make a boyfriend for me appear?

[ It's clear that Usagi doesn't want to look at everything around her, because then it would really sink in that this was some form of reality. But, she can't not listen to Haruka.

So, she tries. She tries looking back to the town beyond repair, but she gets as far as seeing a few bodily appendages, both human and pokemon, before she covers her eyes with her hands. ]

I can't! I don't want this to be reality! I don't want anyone to die!

[A person who loves you is sitting in the dirt right in front of you, Usagi. He just can't find the words to tell you.

Harima felt his face burning red underneath those sparkling blue eyes, and he had to remind himself to breathe. This was his chance!]

The Power of Love is a Magical Thing. [He replied, choking on that squeaky voice he had adopted.]

What is it that you wish for the most?

[ So many people. And she knew every single one of them? It made her heart ache... on the one hand, she knew the people that were all connected.. on the other... why this fate? All Usagi had wanted was friends to live as normal and peaceful of a life as they could... ]

But why? If... if this is supposed to be what happened back during when the Savior saved everyone... why are we having these dreams?

[ Usagi doesn't understand the concept of reincarnation as well as a lot of other things. But, being held so close is doing its best to keep that panic at bay... and she squeezes Rei just a little tighter. ]

I didn't need dreams or anything like that to want to be friends with you guys!

[ Perhaps they were connected by the bonds of destiny, but it didn't change just how in place everything was when they were all together at Ami's birthday party. All nine of them and their pokemon just hanging out. Being normal girls. Enjoying each others company. ]

What I wish....

[ Usagi goes quiet as she tries to think about what she really does want the most, when it comes to matters of love. As she's distracted, Luna is just going to slink around out of sight so she can silently make her way around the bush so she can actually see who it is that's leading on her human person. ]

What I wish the most when it comes to love...

Because we're seeing our pasts. Before we...died...in the Cataclysm.

[Rei squeezes tightly back, honestly and truly afraid of that answer. She doesn't want to be a warrior, or a hunter or any of that. She hates the idea of putting her Pokemon and her friends in danger. But somewhere, deep down, she recognizes that in this time? In this place? It's necessary.

This is the end of times, when humanity fought to even keep existing. The stylized Pokeball designs she's seen around the ruins are enough to tell her why, and while she's a good priestess and citizen of Union in this time...she's not entirely sure what she was like in this life.]

I...honestly think that we're seeing this dreams...as a warning? As a reminder maybe? As a way to tell us to get ready for something big? I...wish I could tell you the answers, Usagi-chan. But this is new to me too.

[She won't admit it ever, but she's convinced that it's because of those bonds that she was even able to make friends outside of Ninetales Vale. She'd have been okay with just the Feys...but there just wasn't the same sort of connectivity with the others. The nine of them, a group. No apocalypse or world ending. Just friends. It was a whole new dynamic for her.]

But...I think right now it's a mystery that's beyond us. What's important. What I think is really important. Is that we're there for each other. These dreams seem to be saying that, more than anything. We're supposed to be here for you. And you're supposed to be here for us. Because we're friends. Bound by fate and destiny or not...we're friends.

And friends are supposed to stand with each other, right?

[Even at the end of the world...]

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[Harima held his breath, listening to the girl's words intently under the thunderous roar of his heart. He wasn't mindful of the Meowstick at all....

But, as Luna circles around, she may encounter a Drowzee meditating quietly behind the bush.]

[Once they had ahold of each other's hands, Minako started running.

Around them, her Pokémon were protecting them as they ran.]

Do you know what this is?

[Minako wasn't sure why, but she was just sort of following her instincts at this point. She knew about as much as Usagi.]

That's weak.

[ The world has already decided sympathy's a luxury, so Haruka marches herself in front of the worst of the carnage to force Usagi to take it in. ] Listen. I don't care what you were in the past or what's going to happen. Either stand and fight or get out of the way.

[ And she's not sure which of those she wants you to choose. She's purposefully not thinking about it. But her voice softens for a moment all the same. ] The world isn't as kind as you.

[There is a bit of familiarity for Elly as well, although more of the situation than her actual surroundings. She had seen fights break out over annexed cities, or small settlements razed to the ground, and perhaps it was that that pinged her.

It was reassuring that the other girl didn't want to fight, and that helped Elly relax a bit herself. She probably shouldn't lower her defenses so readily, and she could hear her former-commanding officer scolding her in her ear, but that didn't matter to her right now.

What was important to her was how an innocent-looking girl like this knew such death and destruction.]

It's all right. A place like this would set anyone on edge.

How did you get here? Through the fog, or--?

[Or was this her dream?]

[Usagi you can share. Honestly, you could probably go a few meals without dessert.]

Maybe I should complain to the chef...

[Oh hey, long time no see!.]

Oh, Pinky, I didn't see you there. Is Usagi sharing her sweets with you, or is she keeping them all to herself?

[ Ah. Well. This is a problem. Luna just pads on over quietly, before taking a seat about a foot away from the Drowzee. Her human had taught her, at the very least, to try and find a nice approach to getting someone's attention, but, it'd be rude if she accidentally interrupted this Drowzee's meditation.

Usagi just hums thoughtfully, because matters of the heart is serious! ] You know, I never really thought about it!

[ She laughs sheepishly and rubs the back of her head. ] I just want a guy who loves me flaws and all!

[ Michiru's voice immediately grabs her attention and soon she's watching the graceful woman who seems to calm for words. It's a small comfort to see someone she knew... but it's a fleeting comfort because she's still scared and she's still so confused. ]

I don't know what I'm supposed to do!

[ she's not like the others who have had these dreams for years. she's just been regular usagi who just wanted to go on adventures with her friends and pokemon and enjoy the world for what it was. ]

Fairy. [ The not so tiny pink pokemon waves around her puffs, showing that her human, indeed, has shared today.

It was supposed to be a special day after all, and Usagi had bought a whole large box full of those delicious poke treats to give to everyone else.

Now the day is special in a different way.

... wait a second. Usagi lifts her head up a little bit, confused because Pinky knew this person? And then tilts her gaze so she's finally looking at their 'waitress'...

...

...! ]

LUX!

[ Oh good. She's finally back to her senses. ]

No! I...

[ Yes, she does. She can feel it in her back of her mind that she really does know the answer and it scares her because it's an answer she doesn't want to hear. ]

I think I do... maybe... it's familia--

[ It's hard to put her thought process together when suddenly there's a rustling sound and soon it's a group of Pancham and Panchoro that's headed in their direction. Suddenly, as if her body knows exactly what to do, Usagi turns her body enough that as she wills a staff into her hands, concentrates her powers into it.

They don't get very far before a large heart appears at the top of her staff and shoots out, effectively knocking out a third of the group persuing them, as well as making them flinch. ]

We have to get out of here!

[ Usagi just shakes her head, clearly still unsure why she's having this dream, because she's never had one like this before. It was a lot easier to keep her composure when she was around strangers, so she's at least able to keep herself from crying for now. ]

I found a mirror in my dream... When I looked into it I saw.. someone who looked like me [ But not her. ] and when I looked away I was here as the woman in the mirror.

[ There's hesitation in her body, because she doesn't want to look at where she's ended up. ]

I don't even know where here is...

[ And it works. Because the moment Haruka moves is enough to make Usagi's eyes snap back open. To pay attention to Haruka means to also pay attention to everything else around her, because that's what people in this destructive world have to do.

She can't properly form words for Haruka. Did Haruka mean to say that she was going to fight? But, if this place was as real as the truth she was being force fed, that that would mean that she'd be fighting a battle that would almost end in death. There's a sudden cold paralyzing fear that rushes through her system...

.. and suddenly where she is, isn't as important as what she's lost. What friends she doesn't want to lose. ]

Why? You can't tell me that this is something you want! Things have changed! You don't have to keep fighting all the time!

[ Usagi is quiet for the longest she's ever been. She's slowly accepting the situation for what it is the longer Rei talks about her own uncertainties on this whole flash back of their past life business.

It's always just been a part of the history books and lore she's grown up with. But, never in her wildest dreams had she ever imagined that in the unwritten part of that history, that she, in some form or fashion, had a hand in this terrible and life changing war. It's a lot to take in, and she's thankful of Rei's calm to her initial panic to a frantic change of scenery. ]

... yeah.

[ And finally, her hold begins to relax until she's finally comfortable enough to let go of her firey friend. This whole situation is terrible. She hates it and what it inevitably meant for their past selves, but, Rei was right. ... She was right and it was exactly what Usagi needed to hear to reel her emotions back to where they should be. ]

Yeah, we are.

[ She's still crying, but, she's just going to try and rub her face with those gloved hands of hers to help get herself together. ]

We're friends who will figure this out together.

[her usual friendliness and smile seem to have disappeared. If anything, she has stopped a couple of feet away from Usagi and seems to be examining the girl. Their leader, her mind automatically corrects.]

Will you sit here and cry, then?

You're wrong!

[ Darnit, an emotion got through, and it was anger. Haruka clamps down on herself and resorts to the party line until she's got herself under control again. ]

A crisis is coming. We have a Mission. So long as we fulfill it....

[ She clenches her fists, then relaxes them. Calm. She's calm.

And she's walking away without looking back. She'll never look back. Right. You awakened too late. Even if you were some leader in the past - and she still hasn't fully bought that - your present naivete is just going to get you killed. And it'll be your own doing. For refusing your destiny. ] If that's your decision, I won't protect you.

[Rei nods in answer, a sharp gesture of acknowledgement. She understands, most definitely, just how terrible this must have been. And must be. Usagi has a sweet heart, and she always has. It’s just something she knows, implicitly, about the past form of her friend. It’s why she’d decided to follow rather than striking off on her own all those years ago, and it’s why she’d first stopped to Usagi in the forest the previous summer. There was just something endearing about her, a sense of clarity…despite the tendency to whine and do things that Rei in general would not tolerate in anyone else. She’s sweet. She’s kind, and she’s a friend. The first normal friend Rei’d ever had. Probably in this life, and the last.]

We will. With everyone on our side working together? There’s no way we can fail. You. Me. And everyone else. I know we will, because I have faith.

[A brief laugh comes from all around them, Sabaeus’ voice echoing throughout his little bubble of quiet. The shadows shift and draw closer for a moment as an Arcanine’s nose pushes inside, followed by his whole head. Casius doesn’t want to be left out of the moment too. Please don’t forget about your Pokemon! They’re as bound up in all this as you are.]

[A woman who is slightly older than Ami actually is walks out of the remnants of a destroyed building, covered in blood of those she tried so helpless to help, only to have them die in her arms. Medical knowledge was useless in the face of such desolation. She hears the scream, but the young woman who looks at Ami isn't quite the Ami Usagi knows, though she looks so very similar. In her arms is a lyre, a harp of shining gold and behind her, a Luxray, battered and bruise, seems to just glare at Usagi. Around her waist are bottles and a small dagger. Gloved hands move the goggles away from her eyes, and wipes the soot from her cheek. She's much more solemn, much more bold. The shy, introverted girl that Usagi knows is more forward.

She knows this girl, this woman. It takes her a moment but she merely gazes at Usagi in silence, analyzing everything about her, everything that is so pristine, a shining light in the darkness.

She was brought here by Usagi, she knows this much. She stops when she's in front of her and takes a deep breath as she sees those eyes, deep blue and almost utterly destroyed from the sorrow. The harshness of this woman softens and she bites her lip and presses her knuckles to her mouth before crouching down in front of Usagi.]

Usagi-chan.

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AMAI NA. D:<

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