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Dream ([info]metamorpheus) wrote in [info]colligo_threads,
@ 2010-11-17 18:22:00

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Entry tags:!@event, !closed, *log, ariadne, dream, eames

Who: fox!Dream, Lt. Eames, & Ariadne
What: Dream-sharing
When: Wednesday night
Where: Dreamspace
Warnings: tbd


Baku had been waiting for this opportunity for some time now. He'd been teaching the lieutenant's future self how to perfect his illusions, and he'd been gradually winning over the lady of labyrinths, but to catch them both at once? That was an opportunity he couldn't resist. He didn't tell them what he was planning--no. He wove his web of un-reality around them after they had dozed off, and waited for them to 'awake' in his world.

He was excited--perhaps even capriciously so--to see how long it would take them to realize that they were in still a dream.


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[info]labyrinthine
2010-12-02 03:08 am UTC (link)
Ariadne's heart seemed to skip a beat as she walked in, but nobody inside moved. If they were projections, was that a projected PASIV? Would it work the same as the ones they had had to create the second and third levels - and to go into limbo?

She skirted around the edge of the warehouse, looking out the windows. They were showing the view that she remembered from Paris, which must have been Eames bleeding over. With a frown she shifted things again, watching her cartoon city reassert itself. The projection behind her glanced up, as if hearing her name spoken across the room, but went back to her drawings without further incident.

This was weird.

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