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driftfleet2017-08-27 10:54 pm
tempredmental) wrote in driftfleet2017-08-27 10:54 pm
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Deep Dreams Are Made of These - Open
Who: Keith, Huntress crew, Shiro, open text message
Broadcast: Text
Action: Huntress
When: The night of and morning after the visions/nightmares
[Darkness. Stars. It’s nighttime and the ground trembles. A deep underlying sense of panic permeates everything, tangible in the way your limbs shake and the expressions on people’s faces, though specific features seem to melt away. The darkness turns to red, and the red turns to fire… fire everywhere, uncontrollable and hungry. It burns at your limbs and for a brief second, you see a world-- a planet-- engulfed in a wave of red-orange death.
The background noise is a strange alien wailing, neither male nor female, but it is deep and you find you can almost understand the words. They are strong enough to be word-feelings, which makes them a little hard to concentrate on with the chaos otherwise found in the vision.
<Fire.> <Run.> <Help.>]
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on the huntress
[Keith jumped up in bed with a yell, breathing hard. He didn't have nightmares often, but that sure was one. He rubbed his face. Was that... tears? He looked at his hands for a moment, noticing that they were trembling. Keith hesitated, but then eventually reached for the communicator.
After speaking with Shiro, he made his way out to the common area for a bit. He needed to get out of his room. After the common area, he went to the shuttle bay to beat up the punching bag for a bit.]
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private to Shiro
hey
are you awake
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next morning, after seeing a few posts on the network
so a few people had these nightmare vision things
i think we should compare what we saw
Broadcast: Text
Action: Huntress
When: The night of and morning after the visions/nightmares
[Darkness. Stars. It’s nighttime and the ground trembles. A deep underlying sense of panic permeates everything, tangible in the way your limbs shake and the expressions on people’s faces, though specific features seem to melt away. The darkness turns to red, and the red turns to fire… fire everywhere, uncontrollable and hungry. It burns at your limbs and for a brief second, you see a world-- a planet-- engulfed in a wave of red-orange death.
The background noise is a strange alien wailing, neither male nor female, but it is deep and you find you can almost understand the words. They are strong enough to be word-feelings, which makes them a little hard to concentrate on with the chaos otherwise found in the vision.
<Fire.> <Run.> <Help.>]
=====
on the huntress
[Keith jumped up in bed with a yell, breathing hard. He didn't have nightmares often, but that sure was one. He rubbed his face. Was that... tears? He looked at his hands for a moment, noticing that they were trembling. Keith hesitated, but then eventually reached for the communicator.
After speaking with Shiro, he made his way out to the common area for a bit. He needed to get out of his room. After the common area, he went to the shuttle bay to beat up the punching bag for a bit.]
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private to Shiro
hey
are you awake
=====
next morning, after seeing a few posts on the network
so a few people had these nightmare vision things
i think we should compare what we saw
no subject
He rubbed his face a little roughly, considering Shiro's next question.]
I'm not sure. It was hard to tell if it was a memory or something currently happening, or what. There was just this major sense of urgency everywhere, but I thought it might just be because of the disaster happening around me. It was just panic and yelling.
no subject
I know how awful it can feel, so take as much time as you before leaving the room. Remind yourself that that pain is not yours. [Know what, Shiro, it would be great if you followed your own advice.] Concentrate on your body here and now. Test every muscle, hear your own breathing, your own heartbeat. Check what sensations are real. I'm not going to teach you to meditate in an hour, but I think you get the idea.
[This is obviously filled with his own experience. If it works for him or now, and how it makes him feel, it's a whole other deal, but there you go.]
Maybe someone with psychic powers can help you to at least understand if it's a premonition or a memory. You'll have a starting point after figuring that out.
no subject
[He did understand what Shiro was telling him to do, too. Keith had never been good at things that required sitting still. He was a very physical and active person. But he wasn't ready to leave his room. Not at all. He needed to do something to alleviate this feeling, to distance himself from the dream in a way that he no longer felt it, but without forgetting it. It had felt like a message at the very least, even if he wasn't sure what kind of message.
But, was it just for him? He had seen a couple of other things on the network since he woke up, but nothing major, yet, and he'd been avoiding looking at the communicator since putting it down after Shiro had agreed to come over.]
I get it... I'll try.
no subject
[He knows how hard it is for Keith to reach out to others, but there isn't much Shiro can help with here other than offering moral support. Which is important, sure, but definitely not enough. He knows by experience how awful it can be to live without answers.
An approving nod.] We can try together, if you want. I'd offer exercise too - getting your body tired also helps. But that's only for when you're ready to leave the room.
no subject
[It was mildly comforting that he wasn't alone in this because it meant that, perhaps, it wasn't just because he was part alien, because he was different from the others in Team Voltron. But, still, if he was the only one on the team to get one, that would be a little weird.]
Okay. [He rubbed at his face.] That'll probably help.