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Nemesis.

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[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[She huffs in agreement. Maybe a little tiredly. (Can dragons be tired?) And once they take to the air, they start making their way over to the amusement park.

The original one.

Not that Disney hack-job]

[unbr8kable]

[Need to start refurbishing it for a decent Kaibaland]

[Nemesis doesn't have any small talk, and just keeps an eye out for anything that might be too crazily out of whack... No fires? No gadgeteered rides? No extra-insane rubble?]

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Just Intensity sitting on top (yes, on top) of the highest carriage of the Ferris wheel as they approach.

It's also not moving. Whose fault could that be?]

[unbr8kable]

[It's important to stop it at the top for his romantic confession; Blue Eyes is a lucky lady]

[She stands on Blue Eyes' back as they approach (thanks, Stability), prepared to jump onto the car once she's fairly certain she won't just coyote off the edge]

You called?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

You said I could.

[Looks at her and then --- oh.

Scoots his smugass over]

[unbr8kable]

I'm here, aren't I?

[Blue Eyes swoops closer, and Nemesis hops down to the car, landing more-or-less gracefully beside him. She takes a beat to look him over, expression neutral]

...You want me to listen or you want a distraction?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[He doesn't actually look any more tired than he normally does. Maybe a little more ... thoughtful perhaps.

But also still absolutely staying out of the way of shadows and walls.

Hence, you know, the top of a Ferris Wheel.]

A little of column A first. Then column B.

Shall we cut to the chase? What's your nightmare remedy?

[unbr8kable]

Not wasting time with the smalltalk, I see...

[Sets herself down beside him, one knee cocked]

...The only protection is prevention. Hurricane's always up, so you can basically always text him to kill some time. Or you can go out for a run or or something, or usually no one's at the gym late at night...

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[That draws a frown out of him]

He still doesn't keep a sleep schedule?

[unbr8kable]

Not if he can help it. But arguing with him about it's one way to stay up, I guess.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

. . .

Do you keep a sleep schedule?

[unbr8kable]

Thought you wanted to know about avoiding dreams.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Fine, fine. Point taken.

Step 1: Bully Hurricane. Check.

[unbr8kable]

...Basically that's about it. If you really gotta crash, try going gray... Won't stop nightmares, but you prolly won't care about 'em that much.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

[Laughs at that]

Ingenious. Assuming that you remember to head back to the dorms before you've lost too much of your mind.

And that you can hide the grey for the unitmates that are sure to give you an earful.

[unbr8kable]

Assuming that they notice or care, or that you do.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Considering the whole unit went grey, that's something hard to get by Future is Now.

But point taken.

[unbr8kable]

Think of it as a wide-open market. If you can come up with a nightmare blocker, think of the fame and profit to be found.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Don't we have one of those? It's called BARiTONES.

But as with everything it comes with a price. Like someone seeing your nightmares.

[unbr8kable]

I thought they just wandered around watching and eating popcorn... I didn't know they could do nothing to you.

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

Oh they can control aspects of the dream like lucid dreaming. Yvette and I went nightmare diving on someone once to see if we could untangle that mess.

[unbr8kable]

Whoa... Like...did the person have a choice?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

A choice as in we picked the BARiTONES that was most comfortable with? Yes.

As for how much he and I were able to affect the dream -- still only minimal success on that front. Though Yvette disarmed most of the traps.

[unbr8kable]

So... Didn't help none long-term?

[bluescreenwhitedragon]

It shifted the nightmare into something else. I don't know if it turned out for better or for worse.