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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More often than not, he has simple, happy dreams. Sometimes he has strange alien ones, of a far off world, living in a massive hive in alien trees, where he wakes up tasting the tang of electricity on his tongue. It's easy to forget when talking to Jaime Reyes that he shares his life with another being, one that's become more familiar, but is still incredibly alien to him.

When he has nightmares, his fears often show up in the dreams in the form of failure. Failing his friends and family, failing the innocent. Sometimes he dreams that he loses control and hurts the people he loves, that he turns into a monster, but as he's become more familiar with the scarab, he's had those dreams less and less.

Still, control is a huge theme.

But this dream recurs every so often, when, for once, his fears turn towards what could happen to himself. When the worries about dying happen, usually rooted in fear of what will happen to his family after, fueled by his memories of returning after his missing year and finding out the anguish he put his family through.

What's playing out as he sleeps right now is simply an event that happened to him, but with a different ending. And this time there are witnesses. The entire GTFO Team is there watching him, all the people he has on his little list. They're behind glass, trying to get to him, pounding on it, but it's soundproof and can't be broken. They can only watch.

He kneels on the floor in a blue and black jumpsuit, hands bound behind his back.

In front of him is a being that looks much like Jaime does when he suits up, as if the scarab was meant to imitate the design of the being's species. Or at least, he looks that way for a moment. Then he shifts to look like a brunette man wearing a black shirt, someone Jaime's only seen on a computer screen. It doesn't matter who he is, really. It's what he's doing that matters--he's readying some sort of blaster.

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Over behind the glass, people are trying to tell Jaime something. Batman, and Chief, Paco, all of them. Something important, something that if he can understand what they're saying, could let him save himself, let him save everyone.

The shooter, whoever he is, says, "You knew it would come to this, Reyes. You knew this is how it would end. Did you really think you could escape it? That you're the third alone..."

Jaime just looks up at the man with an expression of grim-faced defiance.

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B5 is pounding the hardest against the glass, trying to mouth something to Jaime, his expression pleading and mournful. Jaime knows he can fix it all, he can avoid this, if he can just make out the words. But he can't. He can't understand what any of them are trying to say.

"Do you have any last words, Reyes?"

There's the slightest of grim smirks on Jaime's face.

"Just three."

Then he practically spits out:

"Rot in hell."

This is the moment where Jaime does the hero thing. Where he saves the day with some quick thinking, some plan he'd already had in place. That's what heroes do, after all, isn't it? Heroes come up with ways to save everyone, to save the day.

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...Except he doesn't.

BLAM!



Roxie is jarred out of the dream as it ends, and in the real world, in his sleeping cubby, Jaime Reyes wakes up with a start, gasping and sweating--and then quickly forgets his nightmare and falls back asleep, with no idea of what's to come.

What do you think it means, Roxie?

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Death. Loss. Public. An enemy shaped like him. Another man. Magic words.

In the darkness of the ship's spirit-depths, chakras shuddering from the momentary trauma of being forced out, Roxie considers on it for a long, long subjective time.

And then she moves on. She'll return to it once she can get more of the puzzle pieces.