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Aura Castillo ∴ Hel (calaveritas) wrote in paxletalelogs,
@ 2010-09-10 16:47:00

Entry tags:

hel, odin

Who: Aura and Pierce
What: A dream
Where: Aura's head
When: After Billy's dream
Warnings: None

The time between dreams was so much nothing that Aura didn't remember it, and it wasn't until someone else entered the dreamscape that she noticed. Slowly, slowly the dreamscape had been becoming a physical, tangible version of her myth's space. And on the night that the stranger entered the dream the space was almost alive with the growth of itself, a sense of building in the cold dark air. It was as if Niflheim had taken root in the sleeping mind of the girl in the hospital bed. Billy had been to the place once in its infancy, when it was no more than an idea.

It was underground, and underfoot was craggy black rock. And the dreamer would arrive at the edge of a crystal bridge precariously suspended. Beyond it, woods. Beyond that, darkness and a threshold, large and looming.

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calaveritas
2010-09-12 02:29 am UTC (link)

"What he wants and what he needs are two different things," she said, and then she smiled. "He'll listen to you because you're Captain Kirk, Pierce, and everyone listens to Captain Kirk." It was a fond confession and, for Aura, a great compliment.

"Who's Nate?" she asked, sitting forward with the curiosity of someone who has been too long asleep and longs for news and people from the waking world.

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the_allfather
2010-09-12 02:37 am UTC (link)

"That will end well for both parties, I'm sure." Pierce was convinced that even going within six feet of Simon would mean that Pierce would suddenly feel the urge to engage in a round of fisticuffs, but he was flattered at the comparison to Captain Kirk all the time. "You're a Trekkie, Olivia?" he asked, holding up one hand in typical Vulcan greeting. "I can see that about you."

And how to describe Nate! He was a barrel of laughs, that was for sure. "He's my best friend," Pierce replied easily. "Since college, anyway. He works with me now. I think you'd like him. Similar sense of humor and all."

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calaveritas
2010-09-12 03:35 am UTC (link)

"When I wake up, I insist on an introduction," she said, and it was the most positive thing she'd said in their entire conversation. The comment, and the certainty that waking would come, seemed to weigh on the the Threshold, make it less solid and less real, and Aura looked up at the clearing in the ceiling that was not part of the dream, that was unfamiliar. "You're waking," she said knowingly, and then she looked back at him, and she clutched his hand tightly. "Take care of Casper."

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the_allfather
2010-09-12 03:44 am UTC (link)

"You insist? Well, alright, you shall have one then." He meant it too, and he was glad that she was becoming more positive about her return to the world of the non-comatose folk. "We'll do something fun, like hijack a cosplay group and you can wear your work uniform."

Oh, Pierce would 'take care' of Casper, alright. Probably not in the way that Olivia was referring to, however. He didn't want to let her down but he also didn't want to make a promise he couldn't keep. "I'll try," was what he settled on, clinging to her hand - not wanting to wake up and leave her here. Tomorrow he would be sitting beside her sleeping form once more, wondering what she was dreaming about.

"Come back soon, Olivia. I need you with me."

Reluctantly, he let go of her hand.

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calaveritas
2010-09-12 03:51 am UTC (link)

The idea of hijacking a cosplay group brought a smile to her lips and her laughter rung out across the dying dream. She hugged him again, this time tighter, reluctant to let him leave, but then she sat back again. She gave him the same Vulcan greeting he had given her a few minutes earlier, even as she nodded at his request.

"Live long and prosper, uncle Pierce."

And then the dream faded and she was gone again, all silent.

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