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February 22nd, 2021


[info]fireinthesoul
[info]valarnet

[info]fireinthesoul
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[info]fireinthesoul
[info]valarnet
I'm seriously considering taking a leave of absence from my work. With these dreams and everything, and Jesse getting older, I feel like work is suffering. Maybe it's time to consider a change of career.

[info]runsinheadfirst
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[info]runsinheadfirst
[info]valarnet
Great... So Jericho is gonna get hit with radiation from a damn nuke. Which means clearing out the fallout shelter under medical center. On second thought, that shelter didn't pan out. There wouldn't of been any air. So, we had to take the critical patients, which was about 11 people, to the fallout shelter under town hall and the rest of us to a mine shaft.

... Where we're going to blow the entrance to trap us inside from the radiated rain.

Of course my dream self is crazy and heading off to his best friend's ranch because there's assholes there with a gun. So, he blows the entrance to the mine up. Dad can't be found either. This is turning crazy, on all fronts.

ALSO, BEING SHOT AT SUCKS! Guess, it's a good thing that I'm a damn good shot and took care of the idiots. Now? We need to head into the storm shelter from this damn radiation rain. Luckily, we got inside before the rain started coming down.

Supposedly, it's never safe around me. You hear that, Sheppard. NEVER safe.

[info]locked_heart
[info]valarnet

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[info]locked_heart
[info]valarnet
I've been trying to ignore my dreams for months, trying to keep myself awake much too long, but I guess eventually the thing I was trying to avoid would happen. I'd hoped these new dreams would not repeat all that death and destruction, and it did all happen ... differently.

But it still happened. The Sector 7 plate still fell, all those people still died.

[info]class307
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[info]class307
[info]valarnet
Well, that was a bit... anti-climatic. I'm still not sure what to even make of these damn dreams. I still want to know what idiot dresses up as a devil.

[info]trythingsmyway
[info]valarnet

[info]trythingsmyway
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[info]trythingsmyway
[info]valarnet
I haven't had any new dreams lately. Just the last one keeps repeating. I don't like it. I wish it would stop.

[info]countingtoseven
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[info]countingtoseven
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I'm starting to see ghosts. I see them in my dreams. And now, I swear, I just saw one here in the house.

[info]lifesacircus
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[info]lifesacircus
[info]valarnet
Lucky charms? Good.

Lucky Charms on pizza...not good.

[info]savedbythering
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[info]savedbythering
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[info]savedbythering
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So what were the odds that both of my sisters were going to end up leaving town at the same time? I kind of expected that Katherine and Enzo might leave at some point since Enzo kept opening clubs all over the place, but I wasn't expecting Elena to get a job offer that would cause her to move too. Katherine had already moved out when she got married, but now that Elena is gone too, this house seems so big. I wouldn't dream of selling it though. Ali actually moved in, so I'm not by myself, but I'm wondering if maybe I should rent out the other two bedrooms.