smash_logs | I'll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreaming

I'll have a cup of tea and tell you of my dreaming

Who: Everyone
What: DREAMS
When: A whole 24 hours spanning from September 14th-15th
Warnings: Creepy nightmares? Innuendo? I don't know, the usual.

There had been so much buzz about those stupid lollipops for weeks now. Not only out loud, but in her head - thoughts ranging from what's the deal with those things? to gotta have more to pricy as fuck. Eventually, she confused the cravings of others for her own, and it just so happened that her very own roommate had a box right on her side of the room!

Casey wasn't supposed to touch it, but she didn't see why. Money issues, or something. She didn't get the big deal about money either. She wasn't a Meowth, so there was no reason for her to have any. Therefore, the rules about it didn't apply to her.

That was her logic, anyway.

When Ai was asleep, she opened up the box and put her telekinesis to good use. Five of the candies lifted into the air - two green, three yellow - and the wrappers tore off in perfect synchronization. Too bad nobody was watching. The Abra opened her mouth wide and crammed all of them in at once, because she had no concept of savouring anything.

Shortly after, she fell asleep, the sticks still poking out of her mouth. That had to be bad for her teeth.

Soon the dreaming began...

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Any angel is going to dream about flying, sure. It's kind of the standard method of travel when you've got a pair of wings on your person and nothing stopping you but gravity and air traffic laws. But when you're an angel, gravity is a pushover because you've got this cool magic you were born with and that trumps gravity. It's pretty boring though. Like, basically on par with the thrills and chills of walking to the store to pick up some milk. Yawn.

That's why no angel actually cares about the flying part of their dreams. Well, no angel except for Pit. In comparison, his dreams are pretty human in the sense that flight is the highlight of his dreams. In his dreams, his disability is a thing of the past and he's allowed to wing any way he likes. No limits, no supplication necessary. He's master of his own flight path. And in case you're wondering? It feels sublime.

Open the door to brace yourself for the most majestic of skies. And don't trip! It wouldn't do to find yourself suddenly pummeling to your demise... But hey, maybe you've uncovered a newfound ability to walk on clouds? Or maybe you've died and gone to heaven? That IS an angel zipping across the horizon, right?

Not!Palutena emerged in the sky.

She immediately started to fall.

"AAAAAAAAH!"

Along glides Pit, oblivious to any interruptions. Then, something descending from the skies above and further ahead of him catches his eye. His first reaction is to question it. His second comes in a snap- he launched himself forward to see if he could catch it. Whatever it was, it was screaming loudly.

As he approached, he began to understand that it wasn't an "it"- it was a "she"! A girl was falling from the clouds for some reason! It was up to HIM to save her!

"Don't worry! I've got you!" he yelled, and swooped down to find the perfect spot where he could catch her. Just a little more and...

"Gotcha!" And now for a moment of surprise. "...Oh, hey! Goombella, what're you doing up here? I didn't know you could fly! Er... fall. I mean fall. Out of the sky."

"I CAN'T fly!" she protested, trying not to squirm too much in his arms. "I don't know how I got here! I just walked through a door, and suddenly I was falling! ...Wait, how are YOU flying? I thought you needed help for that!"

That's when his dream propulsion slowly chugged to a halt. He hung in midair for a shy moment, leery of his surroundings. The magic wore off all because he remembered he couldn't actually do this in real life.

"That's because... I do." So much for heroically stopping her descent. Pit dropped like an anvil.

"Mayday MAYDAY! Pit going doooooooooown!"

Fortunately for the two of them, they broke between dream boundaries and had their fall cushioned.

It was a familiar dream for Samus...

But the familiarity ended as the Metroid hatchling--the baby--shrieked its final cry as it exploded above her into sparkly space glitter. Samus fell, reaching out desperately for the creature who so nobly sacrificed itself for her and watched it slip away as gravity pulled her downwards.

Samus fell... and fell... and fell...

The environment itself seemed to shatter and ebb away much like the hatchling. It occurred to her the ground was completely gone and she was free-falling through space, through dark clouds, and through air.

It also occurred to her she was falling faster, feeling the wind rip chunks of her suit off as she plummeted, looking not unlike a meteoroid looking to crash into the ground. With her Power Suit gone, she would never survive any impact from this height. Her dismal thoughts contrasted a brightening, almost cheery rainbow-colored sky. It was peaceful and... heavenly.

She obviously did not belong here.

How do dreams work? The last incarnation of this dream wound up crash-landing into someone else's typical rap artist music video. This Pit had no recollection of that. It was like one basic dream branched out and flowed into separate pathways of action. This one had Samus land directly on top of Pit ~~, squishing him because she's a fat fatty mcfatterson from fat planet~~.

"Gah!" Now HE was falling. Pit hadn't the foggiest clue what just nailed him in the back, but he was losing altitude and fast. Recovering from his cringe, he grappled whatever it was pressing down on him from behind and performed a suplex in midair so that he could take a good look at what just rained from heaven, except that maneuver only resulted in a steep nosedive and a series of midair somersaults, but he soon gained enough control to straighten them out. He also managed to gain control of his flight again.

After the brief albeit awkward acrobatics stunt, he looked below him. The identity of the UFO (unidentified falling object, fyi) astonished him. "Samus?"

Edited 2012-09-17 03:25 (UTC)

"Gghn!" Falling out of her dream into a never ending sky was disorientating on it's own right but then the series of spins and somersaults had her reeling. Samus twisted in the air like a cat trying to land on its feet as her long blonde hair unforgivingly whipped her in the face making any effort a difficult one. What the hell just--

"Pit?!" Finally, she was able to steady her body into what one could call a standard falling position, stomach ground-ward and back sky-ward. Falling to certain death was unsettling, but the ground seemed so far away that, yes, a conversation could be carried. A brief one. Asking what just happened seemed a little redundant, if fruitless. Pit probably had just about as much of an answer to that one as she did.

"Where are we?"

Pit laughed. "I thought that was obvious. We're in the sky!" he replied cheerily.

She frowned and tried again, slightly more deadpan than before.

"Why are we falling through the sky?"

He laughed again. Only harder this time.

"We're not falling, we're flying! Well, I guess YOU were falling, but don't worry, I've got your back. Literally."

Samus looked down at incoming splat-ville far below, feeling apprehensive despite her trust in the angel's abilities.

She didn't like this feeling of vulnerability at all, and reached out to Pit, seeking his hand against the torrent of wind.

Pit realized then that she might be nervous. Samus wasn't the type he ever pictured feeling scared or defenseless, or at least let anyone know that's what was going on inside her. That's why a bit of surprise came over him as she reached for his hand like that. He didn't think any less of her, of course; even the toughest intergalactic bounty hunters were allowed to be afraid of falling! Falling is a pretty scary ordeal. He knew firsthand (sadly). Even though he'd have to strain his other arm more to keep her aloft, he took it and squeezed, giving her a reassuring smile.

"It's okay! I've got you. And even if I don't, you can be sure I'll be here to catch you again."

For a moment, as he held her hand and clouds zoomed past them, it almost felt like falling didn't even matter anymore. She had a guardian angel in her moment of need, after all, and even dared to let herself smile in return.

It was hard to scare someone like Samus. Falling after watching her Power Suit dissolve off her body and not come back no matter how hard she tried to re-summon it was downright unnerving. Out of the suit she could take a nasty fall, yeah, but from this high up would undoubtedly kill her. She knew the limits of her own body and the swiftly approaching rocky, barren terrain below definitely exceeded them.

...But that wasn't what scared her. It was the dim realization her hand was growing hot. Was she holding too tightly? Was he just that warm? It was burning, scalding hot, to the point to seeing wisps of smoke escape from where their intertwined fingers met. She couldn't be sure but she thought she saw the tips of his feathers also smolder much the same.

"..."

Samus had a high tolerance for this too, but her fleeting smile was definitely far gone as she looked to Pit, expression twisted with helplessness and pain.

Now that was just confusing. Pit didn't feel any kind of pain whatsoever except the kind that came from the strangled way Samus looked at him. He had no idea that some invisible source of heat was singeing his wingtips, nor that the smoke curling around his fingers should burn. He pulled a perplexed expression and examined his hand, then looked to Samus again. "What's going on? Is something wrong?"

She let go, aware her sensory perceptions were out of whack here, but didn't quite know how to explain what just happened.

Samus opted simply to show him her palm; red, scorched, and on the verge of forming some nasty looking blisters

Well.

Maybe Mac will wake up before he hits the ground. Please.

Not even necessary! Thankfully this time he didn't have the fall victim crash right on top of him. Instead, he caught sight of the rapidly descending boxer and swooped right in to the rescue. Truly it was a bit difficult to catch him due to weight issues, but despite his scrawny size, Pit was used to lugging around ginormous clubs (some of which resembling entire towers), so all in all it wasn't a big deal. He just dropped a few meters before recovering back to regular flight patterns.

"Oh, hey Mac! It's weird meeting you here of all places. I guess you could say it's raining men, huh?" Inopportune times for jokes are all Pit really knows.

Mac didn't say a word for a few seconds, catching his breath. GAAAAAAAASP.

THIS IS THE SECOND TIME TONIGHT HE HAD TO BE RESCUED. Seriously, he needed to get on with the program. He stared at the angelic rescuer. He made a nervous chuckle at the joke because well...it was inopportune and out of place.

"Ha...ha....haha, I guess so."

Gulp, we're still high up and he noted the wavering flight patterns.

"T-thank you, Pit...savin' my skin."

He shrugged (as best as he could while carrying a 170-lb dude). "It's no big deal! Saving people's part of my job description. But the last place I'd expect to see you is up here. Don't you belong somewhere more, uhh... down there?" He peered down at the blurry expanse of topography that his dream didn't really bother to put much detail into.

"Hahaha well...long story."

It...really was, do you even wanna hear it.

"This sorta thing's been goin' on for a while. Droppin' in on random stuff. Looks like I 'dropped in' literally though this time, aheh."

The hovering angel tipped his head a degree, not quite downloading the whole picture into his brain. "What do you mean 'dropping in'? What kinds of random stuff?"

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