What dreams may come [Open, bendytimed to before GTFO plot]

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In her sealed, silent, sensory-deprived meditation room, Roxie is sleeping. It's a special sleep: for all dreams are connected, she knows, and by spinning her mind out along the web of thought, she might step into others...

[Roxie is dream-hopping, getting a look at the subconsciousnesses of the other people on the ship. So, how it works - if you're interested, go ahead and post with a dream your character is having, and Roxie will slip into it, subtle at first but more obvious as she tries to satisfy her curiosity. Just her being around will make the dreamer more lucid and more likely to remember the whole thing when they wake up.

Also, feel free to ask any OOC questions in a thread here, or poke me on AIM at 'anagramarye'.]

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Dream Weaver shrugged. "It's not a right, so much as a way of life," she said. "Part of my existence is to be a dream, so it's really more of a natural habitat," she added.

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"But you've still gone a-wandering," Roxie says, and her voice is a little softer, a little less prickly. A living dream? She's encountered things of the like before, just a little, but none so... well-defined.

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Dream Weaver laughs. "Well, it's not like I have a set zone. I don't have a dream world for just me that doesn't belong to another," she said, looking around. "Hmmm, wonder who this is exactly..."

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Roxie turns, striding through the mist, trying to catch sight of any evidence of whom the dream might belong to. Short on conversation sometimes, apparently.

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"A very dark place, but...it feels like it have substance. Not a void. Different for the usual isolation dream," Dream Weaver murmured.

And then there was a bit of movement not far from them. "Not many shadows can talk," a voice said, soft and wary. A darker shadow among the darkness, in the form of something humanish.

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"So you should always be careful what you say around them, because one might be listening," Roxie says softly as she moves in a semicircle around the presence. In the depths of her hood, two lights like eyes shine softly.

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The figure shifts, the place where their eyes would be shifting to an icy blue. It chuckled. Or rather, he. "Shouldn't you tell that to yourself. The two of you have had me listening a good while."

"Ooo, a sneaky mental presence," Dream Weaver commented. "Hmm, let me guess. You've been telling people to call you Shadow, right?"

"That's correct."

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"The shadow of what?" Roxie asks, continuing in her slow semicircle around the figure.

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"Wouldn't you like to know," the presence said.

"He's rather cut off from the others. I've seen him around. Doesn't like people," Dream Weaver commented. "Or...so I thought."

"You two shouldn't be in other people's dreams. You're not likely from my head," Shadow hissed.

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"I have a justification," Roxie says self-assuredly. "I can't vouch for her." The cloak shifts just a little, and the hood, and for a moment a hint of girlish features is exposed.

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"I live in dreams. It's luck of the draw where I end up," Dream Weaver said with a roll of her eyes at Roxie.

"I don't really care about your justification, either," Shadow said coldly.

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Roxie shrugs lightly.

"Would you like us to leave?"

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"Yes," Shadow said.

"Well, it would be rather rude to stay after he's been so direct," Dream Weaver commentd.

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"Oh, well," Roxie says, and starts to half-walk half-drift away from Shadow.

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"Good," Shadow said and disappeared back into the darkness.

Dream Weaver moved with Roxie. "Guess we made him lucid," she commented.

What? It's the first time she met a dream walker besides her that hadn't tried to kill her.

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And Roxie steps down—

Her metaphysical exit is, apparently, a spiral staircase that sinks down into the imaginary earth.

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Dream Weaver paused, looking at the steps. "Well, that's different," she said. She usually just faded in and out.

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Roxie pauses, a few steps down.

"It's all about how you visualize things," she says. "To me, the Oneirois is like a substrate of the individual mind. Go down past the reptilian brain and you start to touch the older things we're all a part of."

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Dream Weaver stares a few moments. "Mind if I walk with you? Never met anyone who actually knew this stuff that didn't try and kill me."

She'd like to know more stuff about dreams.

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"... sure," Roxie says, glancing over at the woman and then down the stairs.

They twist down and down and down seemingly endlessly, if Selene follows as Roxie heads downwards.

"So this isn't your usual method of getting around," Roxie comments lightly.

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Dream Weaver followed her down the stairs, looking around as they went down. "No. I usually just have to think that I'm moving to the next dream and I'm there. Sometimes if I just walk far enough, I'll step into another dream because I've gone beyond the dreamer's perceived reality."

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"Interesting," Roxie comments, and steps out onto a bright landing. In the moments that it takes Selene's eyes to adjust, the shadow is gone—and Roxie is just a young, innocent-looking girl in an all-encompassing red cloak.

And out past the landing spirals a crazy mish-mash of a city, impossibly (http://i35.tinypic.com/n12hp1.jpg) surreal (http://i37.tinypic.com/30wwl69.jpg).

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"I am a being of perception, really. That's what a dream is for how I operate. All a matter...of how one chooses to see it. I see myself elsewhere, thus I am elsewhere," Dream Weaver said with a shrug.

She looked around the area when her eyes adjusted and whistled. "So, what area is this?" She asked, looking at Roxie. Huh, now she looked familiar. Too bad she didn't have a name for the girl's face.

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"It's a layer," Roxie says as she pauses at the edge of stepping into the surreal city. "An echo of how the dreams and passions in this area congeal together."

Pretty wildly and incoherently, apparently.

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"So that's it. Second time I've been in an area like this," Dream Weaver commented, stepping into the city. "First time where I wasn't restricted though."