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Alma Karma [Not Akuma] ([info]sinkinglotus) wrote in [info]marinasylum,
@ 2011-05-27 00:26:00

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Entry tags:akito/agito/lind wanijima, allen walker, alma karma, castiel, kaito wanijima, lavi, lelouch vi britannia, miles edgeworth, road kamelot, sasuke uchiha, saya otonashi, yu kanda

[Dream Event | Open]
The room is dark and wide, the sound of your breathing echoes. Your breath puffs visibly before your face from the cold. There are far corners and deep walls, where tall columns stretching out to the tall ceiling as if to reach for a sky that isn't there. They are all shadowed but mirrors line them--broken. shattered. streaked with blood. scattered across every surface, whether standing, lying, or crumple as if thrown to the side--the only light glimmering from the pools that are spread out around the room.

Something draws you to the mirrors, perhaps it the reflection looking back at you. Is it yours? At first. But blink once and it will change. What is staring back at you now? A shadow? A face so like your own, but with eyes of a stranger?

Someone you used to know. Someone you've never met. The look in the mirror you never want to see. Are their lips moving? Can you hear the whispers?

CRASH.

Something shatters. Will you try to find out what it is?

Or will you step to the pools of green light, shimmering with dancing shadows toward the ceiling above you?

If you go deeper into the room, the sound of the shattering will get closer and closer--broken glass littering the floor, broken faces with twisted smiles and dark eyes gleaming from the pieces.

{OOC: This is Alma's world. The mirrors will show each person a part of themselves, whether it be one they know or one they've never seen before. Feel free to do damage to the room! Alma sure is. Event-style threadjacking is allowed as long as permission was asked for first, and your character does not see what other characters see in the mirrors or pools unless the player(s) say so. Also be warned: Violent and disturbing content is possible in these threads.}



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[info]thursdays
2011-05-27 09:52 pm UTC (link)
[Watching and listening silently. He doesn't know what to say--doesn't know what he can offer to this boy. No answer sounds right. So Castiel stands there, observing and learning and waiting.]

[Simply a spectator to this tragedy and willing it to end soon.]

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[info]sinkinglotus
2011-05-27 11:40 pm UTC (link)
[Alma is still staring at the mirror when the man fades away, leaving only the girl, who's smile is not soft anymore, but mocking.

He lets his hand fall to the side. He hates her so much. She knows how much he hates her, but it doesn't matter because he can never win. She'll always been here.]


Do you think she's pretty?

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[info]thursdays
2011-05-28 12:13 am UTC (link)
[Not a question he was expecting, that's for certain. Cas inspects her with mild interest.] I suppose she is.

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[info]sinkinglotus
2011-05-28 12:41 am UTC (link)
[Alma picks a large shard from his hand holding it in his hand for a moment before reaching out to drag it right across the woman's face.]

Is she still pretty? If I cut her up and broke her into all these pieces, would she still be pretty? If I put her back together wrong--not like this, not so perfect and shining...would she still be pretty, Castiel?

Would she be pretty if I buried her in the mud? Do you think she'd bloom like a flower?

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[info]thursdays
2011-05-28 07:01 pm UTC (link)
[It's disturbing to watch Alma like this. But Castiel doesn't make a move to stop him yet. Instead, he eyes the boy carefully and remains alert.]

Probably not.

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[info]sinkinglotus
2011-05-29 01:18 am UTC (link)
[Almost absently Alma continues to stare into the mirror, reaching up to touch his own hair, running his fingers through it.

Then he starts tugging on it, wrapping fingers tightly in the strands and pulling so hard some of it comes out.]


That's why she can't be me. She's too pretty.

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[info]thursdays
2011-05-29 01:36 am UTC (link)
I don't believe in appearances making the person. [Takes a step towards Alma.] You've been here long enough. It's time to leave.

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[info]sinkinglotus
2011-05-29 02:25 am UTC (link)
[Alma looks over at him, that confused, desperate look on his face.]

I don't know if I can.

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[info]thursdays
2011-05-29 02:38 am UTC (link)
Which is why you can't. [Facing Alma, he moves to stand in front of the mirror and block the view.]

Close your eyes.

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[info]sinkinglotus
2011-05-29 02:50 am UTC (link)
[Alma looks at him, trying to understand what Castiel is doing. Why is he here? Did he come to save Alma?

Why isn't Yu here to do it?

After a moment his fingers go slack and his hands fall to his sides. As he closes his eyes, a peaceful smile creeps across his face.]


You're such a good friend to me, Castiel.

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[info]thursdays
2011-05-29 03:09 am UTC (link)
[A pause at that. He doesn't hear it very often. Years spent with the gruff Winchesters'll do that.] It's nice that you think so.

[Watches the boy for a few short seconds before speaking.] Can you think of a place that you enjoy, Alma? Try envisioning some sort of comforting location. [Cas had known this was a dream from the beginning. He'd walked in plenty of them before to know what one felt like.]

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[info]sinkinglotus
2011-05-29 03:16 am UTC (link)
[A place doesn't come to mind at first, but a person. He imagines sitting with Yu somewhere, a nice quiet place.

Yu would be meditating and Alma would be failing. And he's bother Yu instead.

There would be flowers everywhere. Lotus.]


It's a nice place.

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[info]thursdays
2011-05-29 03:31 am UTC (link)
[Good. With a soft press of his fingers to Alma's forehead, Cas uses the contact and his powers to peek into the image and conjure the scene around them.]

[Of course, it's not the real Yu who's trying to meditate, but he is there to add to the comfort value.]

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[info]sinkinglotus
2011-05-29 03:37 am UTC (link)
[Alma opens his eyes and looks around. He's almost surprised at the change, because this not the broken room, it's the peaceful place with all the flowers.

And Yu.

He turns to look at Castiel and gives him a calmer, more genuine smile.]


I can stay here?

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[info]thursdays
2011-05-29 04:38 am UTC (link)
[He sways unsteadily on his feet as he adjusts to the sudden feeling of exhaustion--but only for a moment since he manages to regain his balance. Shaking his head to clear his dazed mind, Cas focuses on Alma. Clearing his expression of the weariness as best as he can, the angel can't help but also look pleased with himself.]

As long as your subconscious mind is here, so are you.

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[info]sinkinglotus
2011-05-29 04:44 am UTC (link)
[Alma nods, happy. He reaches out, wrapping his arms quickly around Castiel. He doesn't touch people often--the last person he hugged was Yu weeks ago--but he needed to show how grateful he was.]

Nobody else sees me.

[And then he lets go and pulls away, turning his attention to Yu and how peaceful he looks. Alma sits beside him, crossing his legs and enjoying the moment.

Why would he ever want to leave?]

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[info]thursdays
2011-05-29 04:59 am UTC (link)
[The hug is welcome and Cas stands there for a little while longer as he watches Alma seat himself next to the other boy. He feels good about this.]

[But it's also time that he leave. So he does.]

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