[OOM: In dreams.]
Dec. 3rd, 2006 11:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mnt_raphINT. TENT THAT DREAMS OF BEING A STUDIO APARTMENT
The scene opens on the interior of Raph's tent as it exists at present, the scene is a desolate one. The camera pans through the space, starting with the front door flap and moving counter-clockwise through the space. As it travels through the living room/sitting area there is a brief pause to take in the one shred of magic still left on the roof: the Raph-shaped clean spot that claims the left-most cushion of the couch. The tour continues over the breakfast bar and through the galley kitchen, before coming to a halt on the remnants of what was once a bed.
Suddenly the alarm clock on the bedside table sputters to life, and the moonlight which bathes the room is augmented by the blue blinking display. The camera pivots to take in the face of the clock which blinks the time: 1:22 am. When it pans back to the bed proper, the bed is not only whole but currently occupied as well. A shirtless Human RAPHAEL lays on his back, his eyes closed.
The scene opens on the interior of Raph's tent as it exists at present, the scene is a desolate one. The camera pans through the space, starting with the front door flap and moving counter-clockwise through the space. As it travels through the living room/sitting area there is a brief pause to take in the one shred of magic still left on the roof: the Raph-shaped clean spot that claims the left-most cushion of the couch. The tour continues over the breakfast bar and through the galley kitchen, before coming to a halt on the remnants of what was once a bed.
Suddenly the alarm clock on the bedside table sputters to life, and the moonlight which bathes the room is augmented by the blue blinking display. The camera pivots to take in the face of the clock which blinks the time: 1:22 am. When it pans back to the bed proper, the bed is not only whole but currently occupied as well. A shirtless Human RAPHAEL lays on his back, his eyes closed.
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Date: 2006-12-05 05:55 am (UTC)Or something. Y'know, for a dream, it's certainly not weird enough.
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Date: 2006-12-05 06:00 am (UTC)Something is very wrong here, something is very very VERY wrong. Things feel wrong, they sound wrong, and he's afraid to open his eyes to find out how they look wrong.
"...tim?"
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Date: 2006-12-05 06:02 am (UTC)He rolls over, tugging at the blankets.
"Good,w e're introduced, now get the tea."
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Date: 2006-12-05 06:20 am (UTC)Raph swallows hard.
"Molly?"
He knows he's laying down, but the room doesn't seem to mind when it starts to spin.
"MOLLY?!?!?!"
The screeching voice that comes out is certainly not his own. He attempts to leap from the bed, but blankets have ideas of their own.
No, instead of a clean get away, what there is now is a tangled heap of a leggy Native American woman trying desperately to pretend she's an ninja ex-turtle.
It's all very confusing.
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Date: 2006-12-05 06:28 am (UTC)What?
He has multiple pairs, ok?
"Fuck, who're you? Where am I? And whose hand is this!"
As he holds out his left hand.
"Wait, that ones mine."
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Date: 2006-12-05 06:34 am (UTC)And not in a way he's ever experienced it before.
Despite all better judgment, Raph looks down.
The full body blush takes over before he....SHE....can scramble for a blanket, a sheet...ANYTHING.
Well, anything that isn't Tim.
"I swear to god I'm going to gut you from eyeballs to entrails if you don't tell me what you did, and how you did it..."
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Date: 2006-12-05 06:36 am (UTC)Tim was staring. Of course Tim was staring. Hot asian chick live and nude? Gotta file that away for later use.
"Well, I don't exactly remember, but, I'm pretty sure we would have started with some heavy petting, probably some oral, and then some good hard doggy with hair pulling involved..."
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Date: 2006-12-05 06:38 am (UTC)Raph doesn't feel near tears, but boy does she sure sound it.
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Date: 2006-12-05 06:40 am (UTC)"Was alcohol involved? Uh, what's your name?"
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Date: 2006-12-06 05:55 pm (UTC)She's starting to panic here. For Raph all panic is equivalent to anger. She lunges at him, pinning him down on the bed.
"Talk me out of killing you, Tim. And talk fuckin' fast."
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Date: 2006-12-07 05:06 am (UTC)He turns his head to the side.
"JACK! JACK! Homicidal bitch on my bed and it's not Molly on the rag this time!"
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Date: 2006-12-12 06:21 pm (UTC)Raph attempts to cover his mouth with her hands.
"shutupshutupshutupshutup!"
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Date: 2006-12-13 04:37 am (UTC)"Ah cahnan breate"
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Date: 2006-12-14 03:12 am (UTC)She's beginning to panic.
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Date: 2006-12-14 04:24 am (UTC)Tim stops breathing for a bit.
"Think of anything?"
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Date: 2006-12-14 04:40 am (UTC)She can't say it, but she hasn't looked up from her chest in the last few minutes, so it's kind of a dead give away what the distraction is.
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Date: 2006-12-14 05:18 am (UTC)Tim glances around, then smacks his head.
"Fuck, this is a dream, isn't it? And that means, you could be...anyone."
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Date: 2006-12-14 05:22 am (UTC)"It sure as hell don't feel like a dream."
It's only after she says that that she realizes she's still straddling Tim.
"Oh I'm gonna be sick."
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Date: 2006-12-14 05:26 am (UTC)And the room...changes. Into a sauna. Cause, this type of thing happens, in good dreams.
"Or... not... It's about time we did this."
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Date: 2006-12-19 03:28 am (UTC)A human Raph is seated against a far wall, opposite Tim. The pillow he was covering herself with before has become a towel.
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Date: 2006-12-19 04:21 am (UTC)He puts his feet up, watching the rocks, not Raph.
"What've you got yourself into now?"
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Date: 2006-12-19 04:27 am (UTC)He gestures absently.
"Keep havin' these messed up dreams."
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Date: 2006-12-19 04:45 am (UTC)Tim gestures lazily.
"But you still wrapped up in that shell."
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Date: 2006-12-19 10:03 pm (UTC)He grumbles.
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Date: 2006-12-20 05:44 am (UTC)Tim waves a hand, and water drops onto the rocks, sending up some steam.
"Why're you still human? Simple spells don't last that long."
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