bravenewworld | 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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[ 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!

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.

[ 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!

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.

[ It's like she's seen Haruka's back turned to her before -- not like normal where the feeling she got was kindness. No, this is more harsh. Much more final. There's a part of Usagi that doesn't want Haruka to protect her, because then that would mean she's in danger... (of what? She's not exactly sure just yet.)

But, if Haruka leaves, then she's alone. And that terrifies her the most because then she can't protect the people she loves most... ]

Wait... WAIT!

[ Her feet seem to move on their own towards the retreating woman. Haruka might be the wind, but Usagi's still going to try and catch up to her until to keep her from getting too far. ]

[ Fortunately for Usagi, Haruka's not walking that fast. When she hears the other girl call out, she even falters. Her steps stop.

Briefly. And then she's walking away again. If you've got something more to say, prove you mean it. Make her stop. ]

[ That pause is just enough for Usagi to almost fully catch up -- but it doesn't mean anything if Haruka doesn't want to wait. She has to come up with something. Anything that will at least make the other stop. But, what could she say? She didn't know about a mission, or having to fight or even being protected...

wait. Protected? Why did that make her sound like she were important? ]

If I'm supposed to be part of this.. if I'm supposed to fight this big bad crisis then why do you have to protect me?

[ She can't figure out the answer. It's one of the many memories that would still be hidden behind that veil of secrecy. But, from that answer came that feeling of dread in the pit of her stomach.. because she knew that if she was important enough that these precious people would protect her... ]

If this is what we're supposed to prevent, then we need to work together, right?

[ Together? With someone who refuses to open her eyes and look at what's really happening? With someone who can't possibly learn to fight in time...

...with someone Haruka wishes didn't have to learn to fight....

Ridiculous. Impossible. She owes the gods nothing. If the current incarnation of her leader isn't up to snuff, then she owes Usagi nothing, too. Having the girl around will only slow her down.

Still, this is a different resolution than the crying and the refusal to look around her. So Haruka pauses again. And thinks before she speaks. She's already said too much. ]

Is that your decision?

[ She doesn't even know she's supposed to be a leader, of all things. That's an entirely different hurdle that she'll have to jump over, but for now letting Haruka know that even though she's scared out of her wits, she's going to be involved.

That if she has to fight to protect these precious people, she will.

So Usagi nods, making a small sound of affirmation as she hesitantly looks up to see what Haruka's reaction is going to be. ]

[ Well, that's a start. Haruka tries not to think about how she feels about it, since ultimately her own thoughts about this don't matter. Only their goal does. And it's too soon to tell whether this girl attempting to accept her destiny will be a help or a hindrance.

So she inclines her own head, voice now much softer, almost thoughtful, if still sounding like it's coming from far away. ] I see.

[ ....And she turns all the way back around, closing her eyes. This is for the best, isn't it? If this girl was born with a shared destiny, that beautiful everyday Usagi'd been mourning had never been hers to own.

Haruka grits her teeth. She's the weak one here. But they have to carry on. She's fine.

If somehow forgetting Usagi is watching her back. ]

in my long forgotten cloistered sleep [DREAM LOG]

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AMAI NA. D:<

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