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Who: You =D
When: Day 114, Evening and alll night long~
Where: In ur dreams
What: Dream post!

[Maybe you have gotten used to the regular hum of the HQ's engines as it flies slowly over a rippling canopy. Maybe you even find their sound soothing as you drift off tonight... Or maybe you don't drift off at all, maybe wherever you are, whatever you were doing, you just find yourself inexplicably sleepy.

Whatever it is, you end up in dreams. Your dreams? Or someone else's? It's hard to say.]

((OOC: DREAM POST!

For those of you who have never participated in a dream post, everyone interested in running a character's dream posts a top level comment and people comment to that to be in that character's dream. There are basically no rules about how it works! Be a lucid dreamer, don't be, figure it out halfway through, push and pull between who controls the dream. w/e have fun! If you need an OOC excuse to be asleep you can totally assume Rew's power just made your character unreasonably tired at some point. Solitary dreamers will find ocean waters rising in and drowning out their dreams, but Rew won't be making any appearances in this post.))

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[does not know what to do!]

H-Hey...

[If only I had a knife?]

How is this okay?

[I'm sorry, a powerful youkai like her has to pay you any attention? DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH PETTING THERE NEEDS TO BE RIGHT NOW?

all the pets and soft, comforting coos here :')

ignore that the man's face is in a grimace of grief, tears and blood staining his face]

[He really hates her.

Really, really he does.]

Hey! Stop!

[oh, fine. this is the look of someone saying "Well, if you can do better, try."

meanwhile, she's going to go get some tea. while she watches. gesturing for you to try your hand with a smile :')

... though this just makes the scene all the more wretched, as the man--Kiritsugu--at least was able to find comfort from someone. now it's just remembering to breathe, but not too hard because the threads connected to those people. trying not to move, because... threads. if anything, keeping still or moving. either way, it seems to make the threads cut into HIM.]

Wait, can't you--

[looking at those threads wit a rising sense of panic]

Can't you cut them?

[I'm sorry, this tea is AWESOME and so is the company or Irisviel. youkai is distracted. you're left on your own with a man who probably can't tell up from down at this point.]

[hmmm

what if I take a pocket knife to one of those threads]

[your knife breaks, duh]

[UGH

KICKS... SOMETHING INANIMATE]

Emiya!

[your foot sure should try not to kick walls in the future. that has to hurt 8|

it does seem to make Kiritsugu stir, though. lifting his head to look at you, though his gaze is still pretty distant, distracted by some pain or another]

Are you just going to sit there?!

[his mouth opens and closes, almost as if he's trying to remember how to speak.

the voice that he manages is quiet and torn]

It hurts... it hurts to move.

Well obviously!

So what else can I do?

I don't know, pull them off?

... if I move, the threads tighten. Not just for me.

[glancing over to the group of people the threads are attached to. they still appear oblivious to the on-goings here]

That doesn't make any damned sense. Just cut them.

No.

[all the vehemence and grief-stricken torn shout at that]

Well none of you are going to get any better if you just sit there!

Someone will die here.

I don't know what to do.

Someone always dies. Everyone fucking dies, that's how life works.