angelofthevored: (Light 1)
Castiel ([personal profile] angelofthevored) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2018-05-28 04:52 pm

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Who: Baku ([personal profile] dreamvour) & Castiel ([personal profile] angelofthevored) , and all of the Fleet
Broadcast: N/A
Action: Within dreams
When: Over the span of the next two weeks



[If your character dreams, they may be visited by either Baku or Castiel within the next two weeks. They'd appear suddenly in their dream or, if no dream is available, they might pull up a neutral space for your character to ease into before talking to them.

They're not here to intrude; just to ask permission. Permission to share a memory. If your character has defenses against spiritual/psychic intrusion, they'll take that as a no and leave unless they're responded to.

If you would like your character to just experience the memory (from Castiel's perspective) without threading out the interaction, please feel free to have them acquire this knowledge. If you would like to thread with either Baku or Castiel, please indicate in the subject line if you have a preference.


NEUTRAL SPACES: White Room | Fishing Dock | Bamboo Forest


NOTE: If your character accepts the memory, they will have lingering feelings of dread, much like what people experience upon death revival/tampering with the augment.]
apurrstate: (....What??)

Hello there!

[personal profile] apurrstate 2018-06-04 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[The blood fizzling out of existence causes Anders to flinch away, as though whatever spell or compulsion he'd been under from the dream snaps and he blinks it away.

He turns to look at Baku, both confusion and a touch of relief in his expression.]


Baku...hello. What's going on?
dreamvour: (you're out on your own)

[personal profile] dreamvour 2018-06-06 01:53 am (UTC)(link)
I'm here to share a memory with you - with information regarding the Marsiva. [she puts aside her annoyance for later, getting right down to business]

It belongs to Castiel, so I'm here to ask if you want it - and to get permission to give it to you.
apurrstate: (Worried)

[personal profile] apurrstate 2018-06-10 06:28 pm (UTC)(link)
I...[He hadn't given much thought to the Marsiva or even Atroma's machinations, not as much as he perhaps should or as much as others clearly did. It felt like looking for a loose thread in a blanket you liked. Pull on it too much and it would come apart.

But maybe that wasn't so bad now. He nods.]


All right. If he's willing to share, I'll be happy to know what it entails.
dreamvour: (where we'll understand)

[personal profile] dreamvour 2018-06-11 03:50 am (UTC)(link)
[everyone is more or less wiling to accept it, which is such a strange thing to her. But then again, this was all new to her]

Okay. But I should warn you, it comes with an unpleasant feeling - it'll linger afterwards.
apurrstate: (Amused | Small Smile)

[personal profile] apurrstate 2018-06-16 01:20 am (UTC)(link)
[He shrugs and gives a wry smile.]

I'll accept that. Sounds like most nightmares, honestly.
dreamvour: (you're out on your own)

[personal profile] dreamvour 2018-06-16 02:59 am (UTC)(link)
[so many people are so accepting . . . it surprises her, but at the same time it doesn't. She nods]

I think it's something like that. [she lifts her hand] Let me know when you're ready.
apurrstate: (With Varric)

[personal profile] apurrstate 2018-06-22 03:09 am (UTC)(link)
[He's not sure what the proper etiquette for this is, but he raises his own hand, palm open. It seemed like the right thing to do.]

I'm ready.

[He'd already let her into his head. Into his nightmares, they were kind of past the 'trust' thing. He didn't think she would put something back in if it wasn't important.]
dreamvour: (and every dream tells it all)

[personal profile] dreamvour 2018-06-25 03:28 am (UTC)(link)
[even so, she has to ask, proper little creature that she is. She tilts her head as he offers his hand and places her own on top, palm down—

seeing through Castiel's 'eyes,' looking on as the gods are unable to damage the Marsiva, and when Castiel failed to find a way past the glass, through the seams of the ship, some force beyond the small cracks and crevices pushing him back. Warding, perhaps.

He has no body. Everything feels distant and cold, but even through it there's a heavy stone of dread sinking down deep, deep as if he still has a physical body to react. It lingers like a disease, like the smell of rotting blood.

He comes across a window and beyond it, a creature. It oozes, slaps against the walls, flows like a river of nothingness, of Empty except for the occasional shimmer of oil slick over its surface. It feels...dangerous.


—and as it ends, she draws her hand back, giving him space to digest]
apurrstate: (You give me a headache)

[personal profile] apurrstate 2018-07-14 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
[He lets out a sharp breath as she pulls away, that sinking dread filling his veins as she'd warned. He hadn't felt dread like that in a very long time and it left an ache he couldn't describe.]

What sort of creature...it's awful. It feels like the Darkspawn and their Taint, and yet a different breed entirely.

Do you know what it is?