[OOM: In dreams.]
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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: 2006-12-14 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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Date: 2006-12-20 08:33 pm (UTC)"You're the freakin' Merlin. You tell me."
The steam is nice. It's like basking, but damp.
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Date: 2006-12-21 04:31 am (UTC)Tim adjusts the towel to make sure he's covered. In dream parlance, this is probably fruedian to the extreme.
"You chose humanity over the shell."
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Date: 2006-12-22 04:25 am (UTC)And they are, everyone of them. Only the scene has changed again, to the battlements of Isengard. Tim, as Gandalf the White, there to back up an Aragorn Raph, A Gimli Bigby, and a Legolas Alanna. Protected by them are four miserable hobbits, as played by Andrew, Meg, Angie and John Crichton, for some reason.
And arrayed against them?
An army of Ro-men, led by a Saruman Lucius Malfoy and his able assistant, Grima Wyrmtongue as played by Hannibal Lector.
And that eye in the sky behind them looks an awful lot like the eye of a certain nightmare being.
"See?"
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Date: 2007-02-20 01:04 am (UTC)He knows what this is, and everything else just melts away at the first glimmer of realization.
This, all of it.
It's all been wrong.
None if it's been real.
Nothing save Him.