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#Post#: 174--------------------------------------------------
Dreaming Of You
DIR By: EvilSqueegee
Date: December 12, 2024, 10:53 pm
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Striking Looks 1
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I finally manage to pass out, for a little bit, between nurse
visits…
The giant, empty void of space is filled with… nothing.
Obviously. Stars sparkle in the distance, a multitude of
pinpricks of light in every direction.
I land foot-first, gently floating to the grey ground at the
edge of a moon crater. It takes a minute, because gravity is so
light here, but eventually I take another bounding step that
propels me along the curved surface of the moon.
I see someone in the distance -- and turn to face them, bounding
in their direction. And the closer I get, the more detail I can
see. First, I see white. Then, I see specks of red. Even after
that, I see the giant, spindily legs--
--wait what? That’s not a person.
That’s a spider.
…A GIANT WHITE SPIDER.
I turn around, mid-leap, but I can’t change my momentum. I’m
hurtling toward the big, man-eating giant white spider and
there’s nothing I can do about it.
I scream.
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Re: Dreaming Of You
DIR By: falconianp
Date: December 12, 2024, 11:25 pm
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[center]~Solomon~
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[center]A fool is wise in his eyes.[/center]
Status (Silver Ladder) 1
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--- Quote ---
> Gnosis 3 + Mind 3 + various Yantras 5, Dream Reaching ritual
on self
> Falco Request: [11d10 t8] Roll: [9, 9, 9, 9, 7, 5, 5, 4, 3, 1,
1] Result: 4
--- End Quote ---
"You don't belong there," Lucy would hear from off to the side.
It's quiet, suddenly, and also likely a lot less 'spider-jaws'
feeling than she expected. In fact, it's not moving much at all,
she might soon notice, and neither is the spider.
Solomon crosses his arms, looking to her, and then makes a show
of motioning with a finger (he doesn't need to do that) to free
her from her mid-jump so she can fall to the ground again.
His form is somewhat indistinct, as while he's lucid enough with
the help of his magic, it doesn't change the swimmy perspective
of a dream, something he leans into rather than correcting.
--- Quote ---
> Scrutiny: Gnosis 3 + Arcanum 3 - Opacity 3 + WP 3
> Falco Request: [6d10 t8] Roll: [7, 6, 6, 4, 3, 2] Result: 0
--- End Quote ---
A blink from him as the astral gives way to the supernal, and
the Signs around her give away a fair bit straightaway. She's
asleep, and she's a person projecting, not some weird goetic
worming its way into his mind. She's clearly not using Awakened
magic. But that also makes it difficult to interpret the subtler
symbols.
Which means he looks like a weird, unblinking person staring at
her for a bit.
"It's typical these days, a man can't enjoy their own dreams on
the spider-infested moons of Nigel-5 without company arriving.
What are you selling?" His tone is dryly sarcastic of course;
this is actually quite a curiosity to him, if she has any sense
for it.
[quote]Just to do it ahead of time, Clash of Wills
(Gnosis/Mind/Duration bonus). If you try using your Dream powers
to manipulate his dream, you gotta beat this (if we tie, ping
me and we roll-off)
Falco Request: [7d10 t8] Roll: [8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 2, 1] Result: 1
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Re: Dreaming Of You
DIR By: EvilSqueegee
Date: December 12, 2024, 11:39 pm
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Striking Looks 1
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I fall to the ground as rapidly as gravity dictates (which would
normally be a stupid thing to say so I’m only specifying
because, here, there’s less gravity) and stop screaming.
Did he just…?
Oh no it’s happening again, isn’t it…
I shuffle away from the spider and toward the man? Person?
Woman? Individual? Who’s staring at me.
“Vacuums,” I dust myself off, indignantly. I totally didn’t just
scream like a little girl. “You don’t want one, though. They
suck.”
I look at him just as curiously as he looks at me. He can
control his dreams, too? Lucid Dreaming is pretty rare. What are
the odds that I randomly pop into someone’s head who can do what
I do?
“I’m so confused right now. What’s happening? Who are you? Why
am I in your head?”
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Re: Dreaming Of You
DIR By: falconianp
Date: December 12, 2024, 11:52 pm
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[center]A fool is wise in his eyes.[/center]
Status (Silver Ladder) 1
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--- Quote ---
> Wits + Subterfuge (Evasive) to be sure she's not lying about
being unsure about shit.
> Falco Request: [5d10 t8] Roll: [9, 8, 5, 3, 1] Result: 2
>
> Further Scrutiny over 3 turns:
> Falco Request: [5d10 t8] Roll: [10, 8, 6, 6, 5] Result: 2 + 1
for Mana
> Falco Request: [5d10 t8] Roll: [10, 9, 7, 4, 1] Result: 2
> Falco Request: [5d10 t8] Roll: [10, 9, 9, 6, 3] Result: 3
>
--- End Quote ---
Gravity does dictate a moon's gravity, still. He's not
micromanaging things, just mentally pressing the pause button on
certain parts of it.
As she responds, well, he keeps staring. At first it might
almost seem hostile, but a few seconds or so after she's done
asking about everything, he finally blinks, and takes a deep
breath of dangerous moon-air as he thinks up his response.
"In order, I'm sleeping but don't like wasting my time asleep,
I'm not telling you my name until you tell me yours - you're the
intruder after all, and from what I'm gathering it's because you
have uncontrolled psychic abilities and you happened to fire off
into my dreams amongst the billions of possible targets out
there. Which is itself interesting, and I wonder if there's any
other subconscious reasoning your mind went through there," he
explains it all to her in the same tone as an annoyed grad
student who's working for a distant professor might explain a
poor grade to an absent student.
It's probably not unsettling at all that he already understands
her capabilities at least as well as she does, right?
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Re: Dreaming Of You
DIR By: EvilSqueegee
Date: December 13, 2024, 12:10 am
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Striking Looks 1
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He keeps staring… is this what Casper feels like when I stare at
her? I mean, it’s different when I stare at her. I stare at her
because she’s pretty. I don’t think this man is staring at me
because of my symmetrical face or my bodily proportions.
He answers my questions in order and I try to follow along as
best I can. The fact that he just outright calls me a psychic
who can’t control her abilities knocks the wind out of me,
though.
The fuck?
“How can you possibly know about me? You don’t even know my
name,” I point out since he so graciously refused to tell me
his. “I could be a figment of your imagination, your body
getting angry about something you ate. I could be an undigested
bit of beef, a blot of mustard, a crumb of cheese, a fragment of
underdone potato.”
Yes I just quoted the Christmas carol. No I don’t know the whole
story. Yes I know the Muppet version by heart.
Just my luck I wander into another psychic. At least, I think
that’s what’s happening.
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Re: Dreaming Of You
DIR By: falconianp
Date: December 13, 2024, 12:17 am
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[center]A fool is wise in his eyes.[/center]
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"Yes, there's more of gravy than of grave to you," he deadpans
the rest of that back to her. "But do you want the short answer
or the long answer? Noting that if you want the long answer I
really am going to need that name," he seems oddly serious about
that to higher degree than just it being bad manners not to tell
someone.
He steps a bit closer to her, although seems to find the perfect
amount of space to let her feel like she has her personal
bubble. At least, to the extent anyone can within someone else's
dream-realm.
"The short answer is magic. I used magic, and I studied you, and
I know a lot about you because I have magic, and the magic I
have is the perfect type of magic to discover someone is using
mind-affecting psychic powers in my own dreams."
May as well just pull off the bandage there. He certainly makes
a point of separating her 'psychic' powers from his magic, too.
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Re: Dreaming Of You
DIR By: EvilSqueegee
Date: December 13, 2024, 12:24 am
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Striking Looks 1
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“Magic. Like,” I wiggle my fingers. “Poof! Magic.”
I look at him, seriously fighting my curiosity. Well, trying to.
My curiosity tackles me to the ground and ground-pounds me
brutally. It’s a horror show. There’s blood everywhere. The
announcers are going wild. The referee is stepping in to stop
the fight.
“My name is Lucy Quinton,” I say finally. “And I’ve been trying
to control my psychic powers for years. I’ll take the long
answer,” I decide aloud.
A werewolf, a ghost, and a vampire… and now a wizard?
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Re: Dreaming Of You
DIR By: falconianp
Date: December 13, 2024, 12:44 am
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[center]A fool is wise in his eyes.[/center]
Status (Silver Ladder) 1
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--- Quote ---
> Pierce Deception Praxis +1 Yantra
> Falco Request: [5d10 t8] Roll: [10, 10, 8, 8, 5] Result: 4
--- End Quote ---
Taking a moment, Solomon quickly and quietly focuses on the
Hallow he's resting within to channel a little power into a
spell, wanting to be sure, at this point, that the next few
things out of her mouth aren't lies. If he's going to be
revealing anything about himself, well, need to play fair and
all.
Thankfully, it all seems fine.
"Magic. Yes, poof," he flicks his fingers to make sparkles come
out (ultimately just a dream manipulation) to punctuate it,
"Magic. You, by contrast, are a Sleepwalker, in particular a
psychic, which means you coming here and watching me do magic,
even as simple as mussing about with my own dreams, isn't going
to drive you crazy. The mortal mind does not like my kind of
magic," he explains. He realizes it probably sounds a little
more eldritch than he intends it to.
"So, the long answer is that those who understand magic like I
do, who have Awakened to the Truth of the universe," yes, still
Eldritch, damn it all, "we can see the fragments of that truth
that, effectively, hover behind everything. So by adjusting my
eyes, to oversimplify it a lot, I can look at you and study what
it is you've used to get here, because it matches up with the
type of magic I understand, even if indirectly." He did promise
the long answer.
Now, the answer a newly Awakened would get, well, that goes out
of 'answer' and into 'essay.'
"Thus, I know you are a psychic with uncontrolled abilities
because I understand how Minds work and every aspect of what
you've done tonight has to do with it."
Another deep breath of deadly, deadly moon air.
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Re: Dreaming Of You
DIR By: EvilSqueegee
Date: December 13, 2024, 1:23 am
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Striking Looks 1
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I listen to everything he says, and nod along. It makes sense. I
don’t know if he’s being honest with me, but he doesn’t seem to
be deceiving me at all.
“Well for what it’s worth,” I say. “I apologize for rude-ing my
way into your dream. I don’t know how I do it, which means I
don’t know how I could not do it. I’m here completely by
accident.”
“I’ve noticed it tends to happen when I’m under stress, which
might explain it happening now. The hospital doesn’t let me
sleep much, what with nurses coming in at all hours of the night
to check on me,” I explain.
“...it also occurs to me that I have no idea how to un-rude
myself out of your dream until one of us wakes up.”
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Re: Dreaming Of You
DIR By: falconianp
Date: December 13, 2024, 1:31 am
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[center]A fool is wise in his eyes.[/center]
Status (Silver Ladder) 1
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Solomon gives her a bit of a look of concern. "A hospital? What
are you in the hospital for?" he asks. While he can't just cure
everyone down at the hospital for a multitude of reasons, the
least being that they're mostly Sleepers, a Sleepwalker is
different.
"For that matter, what Hospital are you in?" he adds. If she's
actually from across the world, there's little he can do until
he puts a bit more effort into his understanding of Space.
"I ask because I'm no healer, but I can fairly easily call upon
things that could help you, depending on what's wrong." That's
certainly not ominous either.
"And don't worry about it. I can wake up whenever I want, if I
need to, or send you back home if you'd prefer," as nearly an
afterthought.
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