Naoya (![]() ![]() @ 2011-05-28 02:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | allen walker, castiel, gabriel, naoya, road kamelot, sam winchester, sasha, yuuri shibuya |
[Dream Event]
[Ugh. Today has been a long day of grading papers and trying not to think of certain things from his world. The lanterns last night made him too thoughtful… he needs some rest.]
[The sun is shining, there's birds chirping in the trees, and the peaceful little farm needs to be tended. Off in the distance are the fuzzy white forms of sheep, but more of the movement is coming from the young man with brown hair and a simple brown tunic crouching and tugging at some weeds in between some of the larger plants. He wipes the sweat off of his brow before leaning down to pull another weed.]
[The sound of a child's laughter comes floating from over the hill, and he smiles, before leaning down to continue his work.]
[The throne room is quiet, the mid-afternoon sun filtering through the great windows. There's a sense of majesty here, and peace.]
[A peace which is somewhat shattered by the bodies scattered on the floor. There's a great deal of demons, but there's also a lot of angels. Kazfel and Aniel lie in a corner, their wings broken and skulls shattered. Remiel lies half-out a window, stab wounds in his back. A Power lies slumped in the corner, his own spear in his chest. And Metatron lies broken in front of the throne, his wings plucked of feathers and his great body ripped in two.]
[Naoya sits at the top of the stairs, though not in the throne itself, eyes closed. His hair has red stains in it, and he's leaning against Loki, who's chuckling at some whispered joke.]
[[ooc; Yeah I cut out the dress dream because I can't brain fluff/crack that well lately. These dreams are semi-open, for those that Naoya has mid-to-decent CR with. Not sure if your character qualifies, or have a good idea for why your character could be in one of these? Drop me a line here, on Plurk, or on AIM.]]