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[Welcome to a wide expanse of... nothing. It's a bunch of white space, not unlike how some digital worlds look when they're loading large portions of new data. Just pristine white as far as the eye can see... and the only thing of color, is a young man sitting cross-legged with his omnipresent cape fluttering in the wind. Getting closer, it becomes obvious just why he's sitting there. There are a pair of coffee tables set up forming an L-shape, covering the space to the right and in front of him. Heaped on the tables and in neat little stacks around him are... books?

If anyone happened to know Kamina fairly well, the notion of him becoming a serious bookworm was probably a sign of impending apocalypse. Thankfully for anyone that might be inclined to run off and proclaim that the end times were upon the world, the books didn't have much in the way of words -more picture albums of varied cities and time periods with maybe a paragraph at most to explain each one.

A moment passes and it seems that he's pretty entranced by whatever he's reading when a sudden gust fills the area. The floor trembles briefly before an asphalt city street suddenly forms underfoot. And with a low rumble, countless buildings begin to erupt from the ground as they rise to their appropriate heights.

The young man stands to his feet with an amused expression as he studies his handiwork; not a recreation of any specific place. But the mood and architecture of the area he's dreamed up here looks an awful lot like the cities of America, circa the late 1940s. Might be a good time to ask him what in the hell is going on before he starts adding things like people and music.]

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Hmm, that's right. Keep forgetting you're just dreaming... it's kinda hard with you sometimes.

[None the less, his expression seems largely unphased aside from that note of commentary.]

So then yeah, it's happened and it's over with. So you can either keep beating the shit outta yerself for it even in yer dreams. Or you can start doing things here and figure out how to move on. Even if it's a dream, it gives ya something to aim for when ya wake up.

[How to move on.]

I move forward. [In a way, of course, it's true; they have a future, and they wouldn't have. She even has a life outside that, as a doctor.]

And I wouldn't undo what happened even if it were possible.

I'm not saying that you should. But I gotta admit that listening to you sometimes, it sounds like you're at least beating the crap outta yourself for doing what you thought was right.

[He grins.]

Seems like it's on yer mind a lot too. Cause I'm sitting here wondering how me liking stuff being unpredictable got us here.

[If she just forgot about it, if death was really that easy to deal, she'd lose the parts of herself she didn't want to totally lose; Kunzite had warned her of that much, in his indirect and taunting way.

And more, she'd become like the princess.

Of course, she comes at it another way, a less personal way.]

Planning to become my therapist?

[It wasn't so much a matter of forgetting about anything. Just it seemed to be a constant occupation on her mind; whenever he encountered her, the matter of the actions she took always seemed to come up in one fashion or another.

The way she phrases things forces him to pause for a moment. It takes a moment for him to mentally jog remembering the word 'therapist' from his memory. Finding so much around the different dreams had exposed him to more books -those things with countless words printed inside them. And while he'd been learning to read in life, this afterlife had somehow made the process of continuing to learn a modest bit easier. Though that particular term had only come up a few times in the things he'd read.]

Tch, nah. I'll listen if you've got a problem and even try to help ya with it. But all the making sense of dreams, gestures and other crap like that bores me.

[She could probably use one. But even if it wouldn't be admitting a rather giant weakness, who could she trust? And even if she could trust them, who could really cope with the scope of it? And even if someone could, who'd want the responsibility of such a high-profile patient (aside from the money and prestige it could bring them - which made her uninterested if that was all it was about for them)?]

Freudian analysis is outdated.

[It's the first thought to jump into her head. Then, when she's less caught off-guard by that simple offer to listen:]

Let's just explore this place for now, then. We have more to build.

[He blinked a moment when she brought up 'Freudian analysis'. Granted, he wasn't stupid by any stretch -just he had no idea who the guy it was named after was and honestly, he didn't care. But at least he could appreciate that she seemed willing to push aside whatever guilt she was carrying and do something more than just dwell on it.

Truth be told, he wasn't planning to give up on working on that outlook of hers by any stretch. Just he needed to know more about the kind of person she was, the kind of life she led and just what happened to make her that way. And it just wasn't his way of doing things to listen while she talked on a couch -not by any stretch. This would be something done through getting on her good side; swapping stories, experiences and just doing things together. He would show her that she could afford to hope and believe and that those things could yield payoff. And while he had little patience, this was something important enough that he'd try playing that subtle game he sucked at for now.

A real man would never consider it below him to do things in new ways anyway.]

Now that's the kinda attitude I'm looking for!

[Kamina gives the new 'city' a quick glance around.]

Let's see, so we've got a style for how the place looks. What'do you think would be a nice touch? I know I wanna get some Ganmen in here... just can't decide how yet.

An amusement park.

[The answer is so obvious to her that it comes out almost automatically; yet it may not be the first thing someone would expect her to name.

She doesn't bother explaining herself. She simply emphasizes it.]

I want to see an amusement park here.

[But not Juuban's; she's been warned against building dreams from memories before and besides,

[Her answer was appreciably blunt and to the point. No guessing games, no complexities: just how he liked things.]

Easy enough... let's see...

[Kamina seems to enjoy being the architect of his own dreams. If Mercury should glance at the table, next to the laptop he'd learned to operate, she might notice a stack of DVDs, the titles ranging from the Matrix to Fantasia, Spirit -a venerable gamut of amusement. Clearly he'd been here getting crazy ideas for awhile.

In either case, he casually brushes off the second table, the one not occupied by the laptop just in time for a model of the city to materialize on its surface. Scratching his head, the young man pans it around and scratches his chin before getting a particularly pleased grin on his face.]

How about right here?

[He gestures to a section of town that ran alongside a beach that apparently had yet to materialize.]

We'll put one spot for a good time next to another!

It's a good spot. Right by the water. [She draws closer to examine the city, pausing several feet away but taking in every detail with a thoughtful expression.]

Will it fit there? With everything else nearby?

[Her queries prompt a hearty bellow of a laugh from him before he offers his usual confident smirk.]

Heh, the place is still being built! We can make it fit anywhere!

[Kamina gives a dismissive gesture toward the map, the few buildings present along that part of the beach sinking into the table as a fairly typical-looking amusement park pops up in their place.]

Huh... now I ain't actually been to one of these before. I just saw 'em in the movies I swiped. What's some good stuff to go in it?

A ferris wheel. And, a carousel. The haunted house, too.

[All the typical places present in any amusement park at all. Perhaps she'd get to her own touches later.]

[More than likely she would. The more other people contributed to this city, the less of it was specifically his... and really, he didn't mind if his world was a creation of all the people that even came to visit him. Honestly, that notion made it all the more entertaining -more things to experience first hand that he may not even have the slightest of idea of.]

The first two are kinda tame... but they're pretty important, huh? So we'll have to add those. That last part though, I'll want something really good.

[Kamina's thoughts go on hold at that moment, thinking that this remote stuff was hardly the way to do anything. A guy like him did everything upfront and personal!]

Oi, let's go for a ride!

[And at that moment, a 1940s-style cab appears nearby and the door opens for the two passengers.]

If we're gonna do this, we should be right there to work on it!

[Calling her favorite rides lame made her a little put out, and she stood her ground peevishly.]

I like them. The carousel and ferris wheel.

[When the cab pulled up, she got into it first, without looking back to see if Kamina truly joined her or not.]

[To his defense, he'd called them tame. While he could be brash and even fairly inconsiderate at times, he did take some conscious steps to avoid stepping on the toes of the people he considered his friends. All the same, it wasn't like he didn't have any intention of leaving them out -he said that they would have to add them after all and he was a man of his word.]

Well I figured as much if they were the first things ya brought up.

[Such was his first comment as he settles into the cab and closes the door. He doesn't say anything, just makes a hand gesture to the driver to get them going... it was his dream after all and at least while he was building the dream itself, everything that wasn't another person damn well had better pay heed to his slightest whims.]

Anyway, part of why we're going down is to design 'em ourselves.

The ferris wheel should be tall enough to have a view of the entire beach. Lit up at night.

[The carousel... the carousel should be perfect from the tinny music to the feeling of the motion to that vague sense of the place that always seems to draw her to where she loved to go as a child.]

What are you adding for yourself?

[He nods in reply to her notion. It didn't sound like a bad idea -in fact, the idea that it should light up too struck him as genius. The ones he'd seen in the different books were fairly simple daytime-run affairs without any lights, but when he tried to picture a really big one lit up in the evening, the concept was just the kind of amazing thing he was looking for.]

Well the main thing I wanna add is a friggin' amazing roller coaster! I want something that'll get yer blood pumping every time you get on and take a ride!

[She knows, these days, how to create an effect, how to get a reaction. She applies it to the amusement park plans, now.]

Then it should be fast, with a lot of turns and upside-down portions. Something really exciting.

[Conversely, this was part of the reason why he didn't just want the world he created to be of his own labors. Especially since 'waking' in a world comprised of countless, interlinked dreams like this, it didn't take him long to figure out that there was a lot he hadn't seen. And a great deal of such things were easily appreciable from where he stood. So if he wanted to get the most out of his world being some place amazing, it really would work best for it to be the result of many different people.]

Yeah and at least a couple loops! Maybe one of those rises where you go up and then instead of going over, it sends you through backwards!

Ah, how scary! [She drags out the word with entirely faked fright. But that's part of the fun, isn't it? The pretense that it's even more scary than it could be in reality.]

It should be one of those standing-up roller coasters!

[He grins at her reaction, getting the tiniest hint that perhaps she's been on more than her share of the rides. Certainly seemed like a good idea for him to have brought her on board as a 'creative consultant'.]

Standing up, huh?

[Kamina pauses a moment to try and picture how that would work, his imagination shuffling through a couple ideas before he settles on something.]

Yeah! That'd be pretty damn awesome!

You're getting pretty excited about this. Could it be you enjoy them, too?

[Unexpected, if so. Kamina had seemed more at-home on the ship. Or even here. Acting interested in amusement parks seemed to be indulging her; and behind that is the question of why.]

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whoops, my eyes messed up a letter XD

No worries. Just figured I'd roll with it.

sure~ <3

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