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[angelofthevored]

Who: Baku (dreamvour) & Castiel (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.]

Comments

[angelofthevored]

I...give you the memory. [Uncertain] And then you have it.

[tempredmental]

What... like a book or something?

[Keith was confused. Sorry, Cas.]

[angelofthevored]

I'll pass the memory over into your mind. Why would I give you a book in a dream?

[tempredmental]

Because... a dream is in the mind? And I thought maybe there was some symbolism or-... you know what? Nevermind.

[Keith shook his head.]

Let me see it.

[angelofthevored]

[As you wish dude, time's a-wastin.

Castiel reaches forward to briefly tap Keith's forehead, and then he's

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.

Castiel removes his hand.]

1/2

[tempredmental]

[Keith pulled back at first, not really used to being touched a lot by relative strangers, but he went still after a moment once the vision starts. He hands clenched, his eyes shut tightly, and his brow furrowed as he tried to focus on the sight, but the feelings around what he was seeing were pretty intense.

And then it was over...]

2/2

[tempredmental]

You actually saw something... but... was that Atroma?

[angelofthevored]

I don't know. [There, memory shared. Castiel withdraws back into himself, hands into his coat pockets, showing not even a speck of interest in the surroundings of Keith's cabin anymore.] Whatever it is, I suspect it's both part of the Marsiva itself and...these. [Reaches back to touch his own augment, just for a moment.]

[tempredmental]

[Keith automatically made the same motion to touch his own augment, but nodded.]

It could be. Some of the strange messages we've been getting from things recently make me wonder if the Marsiva is one of these living ship things that the Fleet came across once before. But, I'm not sure if it's ... trapped? I don't know. And somehow related to the singing planets?

It's in the lecture hall on the Iskaulit.

[angelofthevored]

Written records? [They must be. Castiel nods.] I'll go find them when I finish delivering the memory. Thank you.

[tempredmental]

Yeah, sure. Look for a loose panel in the back. There's a bunch of stuff stashed in there.

[Keith glanced at the board again for a second, and then nodded.]

Thanks for sharing what you saw.

[He might regret that later, though, when the effects of seeing it kick in.]

[angelofthevored]

[No 'you're welcome' or anything like that; and when Keith turns back around, he's alone again in his dreams.]