☆ she dreams of stars 001;

[herlonelystar.livejournal.com]

At a glance, this just seems to be a normal and peaceful dream. The sky is a bright blue color that seems to expand on forever. The green grass sways with a gently and comforting wind that passes through and the sound of water flowing through the creeks adds to the music that nature has created. There are trees off in the distance. The huge canopy of green is held up by the strong brown trunks and it casts a shadow to cool yourself from.

But something is amiss. ... There's something not right with this dream.

Upon further inspection, you notice that the grass is in fact not grass. It's long tubes of green pixie stix that you can pluck from the ground and devour. The water is actually blue kool-aid and the rocks around it are upside down cups you can scoop the liquid and drink. The tree trunks are actually made of chocolate that never melts holding up text book leaves that sway back and forth, flipping pages of college material that may or may not have to do with science and math.

...what the heck kind of dream is this? And where is the dreamer?

Where you appear in her dream doesn't seem to harbor any clues but if you search you'll sure find her. Perhaps she's laying in the field of wheat and mint staring at the sky or maybe she's under a tree munching on some chocolate and reading a book she may have plucked from a tree. But somewhere in this dream scape, she is alone. In this dream of childish whims and light, she keeps to herself. No one to talk to or to keep her company.

Will you be the one to relieve her loneliness?

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[badbulletshield.livejournal.com]

[ He's had this dream, before -- albeit a little differently, with candy floss on the trees and maple syrup in the rivers, and maybe a few low-hanging marshmallow fluff clouds... But these minor discrepancies don't bother him in the least, because either way it's still essentially a good dream, and with all the strange things he's been seeing at night, something so benign is a more than welcome reprieve.

Chewing idly on the end of a small chocolate twig, he parts from the safety of the shady grove with the aimless gait of a practiced wanderer. Casual, but sorely out of place in his drab, black uniform -- it's only when he catches a glimpse of bright blond hair that he seems to startle.

Now who could that be, studying away beneath one lonely tree separate from the edge of the forest? The sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach is immediate, but it doesn't stop him from calling out to that figure in the distance. ]

Miss Caterina?

[herlonelystar.livejournal.com]

[ Usagi's been studying for what seems like forever. Science. Math. Both are on her text book in front of her and both seem to be causing the most agony. Her face is scrunched up in thought which slowly turns into frustration. There's nothing that she wants more than to throw this stupid book into the sky. Why do people have to learn this stuff anyway when down the road they hardly ever look back on it? ]

OOOOH! I hate this stu-- huh?

[ She's about to tug on her blonde hair hard but before she can reach up she hears a voice she doesn't recognize. It breaks her current predicament and she looks up, eyes widening just slightly. His form is far enough that she can't distinguish a face, but she sees the silver hair and the black. He contrasts to the scenery but, she doesn't feel threatened that there's someone here. So, taking a much needed break from the evils of studying, she closes her book and stands up. ]

Miss Caterina?

[ If he doesn't come up to her, she'll walk up and introduce herself. It's the polite thing to do after all since he sounds like he's searching for someone else. ]

[badbulletshield.livejournal.com]

Ah-- H-Huh?

[ Almost as soon as she stands, he realizes his mistake -- no, no, this one's much too tall to be her. Still, it's politeness that he thinks of, first, as well, and as he meets her halfway, his shoulders slump in something like an awkward, apologetic bow.

His height might paint him something intimidating, at a glance, but up close there's not so much as a hint of danger about him. There seems to be nothing behind his sheepish smile except empty space, or maybe just more of that unkempt silver hair. ]

Oh, my apologies! For a second, there, I almost mistook you for someone else, Miss. On second look, you don't appear to be anything alike.

[herlonelystar.livejournal.com]

[ Usagi is used to everyone towering over her. One of the shortest in her class, she gets teased quite a bit. Sure, it takes her by surprise and gives her flashbacks to a certain Amazon senshi but she doesn't let the nostalgic memories sadden her disposition. This isn't the time to show it and a sheepish little smile spreads on her lips when she meets up with the stranger halfway and he starts apologizing. ]

No, it's okay!

[ He has such nice silver hair. It sort of reminds her of Queen Serenity's hair color. ]

Sometimes, our minds like to play little tricks on us. I know sometimes I've looked at the corner of my eye and thought there was this delicious piece of cake when it was something else.

[ Not.. exactly the right kind of example, but she's sure he'll get what she's saying? Maybe? ]

This is our wonderland, baby!

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[Something about this dream calls to Mizuno Ami.

It's definitely the textbook leaves. Or maybe the technical blueprints that form the leaves of the marshmallow bushes. Ami browses the papers at a relaxed pace, occasionally pausing for a drink of kool-aid.

She seems to accept this dream quite easily. Then it brings her to Usagi. She pulls herself together and fires off the casual, breezy, greeting.]

It's been awhile, Tsukuno-san!

And to think, this is a tame dream compared to some of the stuff Usagi's dreamt 8|a

[herlonelystar.livejournal.com]

[ Even in her dreams she couldn't evade the heavy weight that was studying. She had hoped that the books she had flipped through in the trees would be something less headache inducing than calculus. At least the science books had some pictures, but math...

Still, she's going to try another tree to see if she has better luck even though she has a feeling in the back of her mind that she won't find any kind of non-educational material here.

Her hands are reaching up to the closest tree, tugging one book down to get a better look inside is until she hears a somewhat more familiar voice. ]

...?

[ Turning her head, she sees Ami there with scientific papers for leaves looking straight at her. The look on Usagi's face shows that she hadn't been expecting anyone here -- much less a version of her senshi that ... didn't like her very much, to put it very lightly. Still, she lets a smile lift up her lips. ]

Yeah, it has. How are you, Ami-chan?

Poor Usa /hugs her (and apologizes for the edits)

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[Ami looks back down at her papers and finishes noting something down with a pencil conveniently picked up from the ground beneath a tree laden with with fruit and jellies for anmitsu. (In fact, one of the rock-cups already contains a healthy helping of her favorite dessert.) Then, and only then, she returns her attention to Usagi.]

I was enjoying the fruits of my labors. [Yes, Mizuno Ami just made a rather bad pun. This is apparently one of her moments.]

This world has a lot of opportunities in it. [She'll be frustrated when she wakes up and the perfect theories and calculations and measurements have all left her mind with the dream fog.]

[Ami turns a thoughtful look on Usagi.] But the question that should be asked in this situation [she says quite seriously] is why Tsukino Usagi is studying from these.

[She had Usagi pegged as more of an enjoy-the-candy type.]

[findmyownreason.livejournal.com]

Dreams like this aren't exactly new to him, though it's been so long since he's had one that he'd forgotten about them. It comes back to him now as he wanders aimlessly along, sword in it's holster against his back and it makes him smile, just a little, to himself.

He was a lot younger then. Training and studying desperately to be in SOLDIER. Not that there was a lot of book learning that went into that but there was some and he'd felt so hopelessly behind being from a backwater town with minimum education he hadn't paid as much attention to as he should have anyway.

He can't remember the amount of times he fell asleep with his face smashed into a book...

The food was because, by any standards, the crap they fed the grunts in the army sucked.

He remembers being determined. And hungry.

And homesick...

The spot of pale blond comes into view eventually and he angles that way out of curiosity before he ever recognizes who it belongs to, his steps slow and mild. When he does see who it is though, his lips soften a bit and his shoulders relax the slightest bit. He says her name so that he won't startle her.]

Usagi.

[herlonelystar.livejournal.com]

[ Usagi lays flat in a large patch of pixie stix grass. Some of her hair is held up because she had so unceremoniously flopped backwards to stare up into the sky. The sun shines brightly in her face and she's not sure how long it is she's laying there letting the sun soak into her pale skin and feeling the breeze brush past her nose and ruffling her bangs. Still, it feels a lot nicer to just relax than to let her brain explode from all the extra numbers and formulas involved.

No, for the time being she wanted nothing to do with studying. Nothing at all! She deserved a break. Spending most of the time at the coffee shop and then a few hours before she was supposed to curl up in bed studying called for it.

Stretching her arms up into the air above her, she lets her hands open up so the sunlight can filter through her fingertips. It obscures her vision so that she doesn't see the figure of Cloud walking towards her and it's only when he calls her name that she pulls her hand to the side to see him looking down on her. ]

..... Cloud! Hi!

[ It was a face she hadn't expected to see, but it's clear with how her eyes sparkle and the smile widens on her face that she's very glad to see him. So glad in fact that she's sitting up in a split second from that comfortable spot in the candy grass. ]

[findmyownreason.livejournal.com]

[the slightly shy smile grows just a little more. She looks so peaceful and happy, like she belongs in a vibrant world and her cheerful greeting lets him belong, at least for a little while, here as well. It's good to see her again and he's surprised by how it makes his chest feel a little lighter. He walks over to stand next to her, body shifted to block out the sun so it doesn't shine in her eyes.

Somehow the only thing that makes sense to ask is:]

This is yours?

[and it's the whole world around them he's referring to.]

[tiniestoverlord.livejournal.com]

[This kind of dream is heaven (or hell? There's no telling with demons) to Laharl, and he's not about to pass up the opportunity of being able to eat as many sweets as he'd like. Not that he always passes them up in his world, but a landscape full of sweets with Etna nowhere in sight?

Oh, hell yeah.

It's a while before he notices Usagi, having been intent on filling his (somehow empty) stomach with all the sweets he can eat. That goal hasn't been reached yet, but he does have an armful of candy grass, marshmallow flowers and pieces of chocolate bark.]

[herlonelystar.livejournal.com]

[ Around the corner comes Usagi. She has her own stash of food to eat. There were some butterscotch cups she had found on the other side of the river and she had a handful of daifuku that she had almost mistaken for pebbles. She's got a bit of powdered sugar on her face from the donuts she also plucked from a few bushes closer to the trees and is in the process of wiping it with her finger so she can lick it clean when she notices Laharl gorging out on her dreams' food.

.... Sure, she'll go with it!

There's a small tick that someone's eating her food, but, there's plenty of it to go around. It's not like they could eat the place of everything... right? Oh well. She's going to walk over to him and offer some of those butterscotch cups to the strange looking kid with a smile. ]

[tiniestoverlord.livejournal.com]

[It's his food now. Or at least, that's what he thinks.

He stares at the butterscotch cup for a moment before shrugging and grabbing that one as well, without even a thank you or anything, just snatching it and wolfing down on it.]

[killerkashim.livejournal.com]

[ The other figure that's somehow entered this dream is also keeping to himself, but not entirely out of choice. In fact, he's so stupefied, so confused, so what is this I don't even at the entire situation that he's literally not sure what he's supposed to do. There's no enemy, there's no command, there's no... anything that he's familiar with. Not only that, but what should he do if there's a battle? None of these substances will make suitable cover in a firefight - even the trees aren't going to cut it, what with being made of chocolate and all.

His face is still ninety-nine percent blank as he looks around, but those who look a little closer will notice the faintest hint of confusion, anxiety, tension - it's too unfamiliar. He doesn't like it.

This is almost a nightmare. ]

[herlonelystar.livejournal.com]

[ Hah. Hah hah.. that's right Kashim. You're in Usagi's world now. In fact, it doesn't take her that long to waltz into the fray with a piece of grass in her mouth and carrying a large cup filled with blue kool-aid. So, while she's pre-occupied for a moment, her eyes are automatically drawn to the contrast that his outfit gives amongst the bright and happy colors of her dream.

Well. This was a far cry from deserts and dead people and she preferred it that way. ]

Huh.

[ After inhaling the rest of said sugar, she takes a sip of her drink and then walks on over to Kashim, a small smile on her face before she stops a few feet away from him. ]

Hey, Kashim.

[killerkashim.livejournal.com]

[ He turns to stare at her for a few seconds - he recognized the voice easily enough to know not to waste the energy to draw his weapon. Still, the tension is clear in his posture, though well-hidden in his tone (or lack thereof). ]

Tsukino. What is this place?

[ It's... not really a question, Usagi. You should probably tell him what he wants to know. ]

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

[ The Doctor makes his way through a dream in which he can only really describe it as 'candyland.' Except not the board game or that song. There was an actual amusement planet on an asteroid that was made of candy. It didn't last long, obviously. But, it still existed! That is the point.

He carefully steps over some of some of the pixie grass. ]

[herlonelystar.livejournal.com]

[ All the trees seem to be swaying gently in the breeze.. all except one.

There's plenty of rustling amongst parts of the leaves along with some frustrated grunts and yelps. ]

Stupid book! Why are you so high up?!

[ Inside of the tree is Usagi, having climbed up a few branches to try and pluck a specific book that seems to be different from the others. Stubborn as she is, she's choosing to ignore just how far the ground really is from where she is. ]

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

[ He stops and tilts his head up to find Usagi. Very high in the tree. He glances down at the ground again then back up at her. This can't be good. ]

Usagi.

[armofcorel.livejournal.com]

[ Tromp, tromp, tromp, those boots are crushing the pixie stix grass as Barret passes over the dreamscape, trying to find a way out of this ridiculousness. Before he suddenly realizes there's a girl in the "grass" not too far from him. ]

Yeah, and what're you made of? Lemon drops and gingerbread?! Hmp ... [ He does not get this place. ]

[herlonelystar.livejournal.com]

[ She was just relaxing and chillin' in her little grass patch. Usagi was just ignoring her studies for the time being and for the most part was enjoying herself!

-- until Barret's large form comes into view and he's complaining about.. something. ]

I'm not made of candy! I'm an actual human!

[ So she sits up and stares at him with a put off look. ]

Who are you?

[armofcorel.livejournal.com]

Hmph. [ He folds his arms -- arm and gun-arm -- over each other, looking down at her. ] Barret. You?

/belatedly ATTACKS

[vacationisalie.livejournal.com]

[Roxas doesn't really get sweets so much. Not really. The simple fact is that his diet has been pretty simple for the time period in which he's been alive, based on chicken, vegetables- the four essential food groups that his body needs to function at its very best.]

[So when he see's someone around, he really only has one question.]

Sorry, is there any ice cream around here? Sea salt flavored?

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[herlonelystar.livejournal.com]

[ Sugar should be a part of that essential food group. :T But alas, not everyone is as privy to it as she~

Usagi's currently laying next to the kool-aid stream, holding an open book over her head while she chews on a piece of chocolate bark. She's flipping through a science book, sighing at all the stuff she's got to study when she hears the sudden voice through the breeze. ]

Sea salt ice cream?

[ Blink.. blink blink. ] I've never heard of that before!

CAUSE I LOVE YOU AND backtagging what

[vacationisalie.livejournal.com]

[He's had an ice cream a day and felt no lack of sugar! Even so, this place with its current confectionery stance has him at a little bit of a loss.

But hey, nothing like someone stating they've never heard of your favorite food, ever, to make you reassess the situation. It was looking very bleak.]

You've never heard of it?!

[Now that won't do, not at all. He stares at his hand, concentrates-]

[And then he holds out a ice cream to her, an icy block, bright blue in color.]

Here.