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[helpmeguideit]

[ Charles is standing in a field. Behind him - in a distance is a house that is his in Westchester in 1962. It's quiet here, and he is enjoying the quiet, though he definitely wasn't expecting it. Last he recalled, he was dripping wet and standing aboard a CIA ship. This was a pleasant surprise, and he was mostly aware that it was a dream. He let his hands slip into his pockets as he took to the quiet grounds.

It is bright outside, cloud free. He looks up, a smile spread across his lips. He thinks of Raven, and how much she might enjoy a few moments here with him. Then he thinks of those CIA agents that he had just met. The clouds change just a little bit when his thoughts change, briefly darkening. The smile fades, just a little, and is replaced with curiosity and a bit of concern.

He turns on a heel and looks around. He's never had a dream be so vivid. ]

[[ ooc; yaaaaaay. finally first posting. Also! permissions posts are good for telepaths. You can also note here on yes or no on mind-reading. :) ]]

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[cataphasia.livejournal.com]

[Billy lives in New York, but this isn't what he's used to. He's standing near that house at first, and it looks very familiar. He then feels like an idiot, realizing why it looks familiar. So it's the Xavier school, but something is a little different about it. Also, where are the kids? The teachers? He decides to fly up, performing a locating spell. He only gets one hit for a person, and so he flies towards them, making a smooth landing a few yards away from them.]

Do you know where everyone is?

[thatoldthatkind.livejournal.com]

[ The Doctor is walking the grounds, with the TARDIS parked safely in a corner where she wouldn't be found. The mansion is quite large, and he certainly knows it isn't his dream, but he knows he's dreaming. He turns around, looking for who the dreamer might be. Or for that matter, why the entire lot seems empty. It's like a ghost town.

Ghost mansion. ]

Hopefully there's no plumbers with vacuums. How do you even catch a ghost in a vacuum...? [ He's mumbling to himself as he walks around. ]

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

[Ami is there - a young woman, Japanese to judge by her features, dressed professionally but with a mild sense of style.

She's smiling at Charles as soon as he turns around, slyly.]

Lost in thought? You should be careful to stay aware of your surroundings.

/late to this party >:

[falsifythedawn.livejournal.com]

[It's rare that she even enters dreams that have to do with somewhere so serene. She's just quiet, watching the dream-sky for a moment, but the second the darken her eyes fall on the male figure--the one this dream had to belong to in some manner.]

What a peaceful place...

FASHIONABLY LATE DX

[e4e5nf3nc6nc3nf6]

[ It wasn't exactly a place Erik expected to be. It looked more like some old world manse than a CIA outpost. Hadn't they talked about that? Going to some CIA installation to discuss the continued hunt for Schmidt... Shaw. Whatever name he was using now.

Erik pushed his hands in his pockets and took a cursory look around, scrutinising all he could see. It was second nature for him to analyse a place, looking for escape routes, hiding places, and any potential threats he could find. It was as natural to him as breathing and he didn't even realise the way he tensed -- mentally and physically -- when he caught sight of the lone figure. Oh, but it was just that Xavier guy. Erik closed the distance between them in a few long strides.]

Where are we?

[auncyenhalig.livejournal.com]

Looks like rain. [ Aerith stands farther off, shades her eyes as she looks up before turning her head to look at Charles. If there's a garden in this dreamscape you can bet your bottom dollar that she's found it. ] A little sudden, but it's a nice change from the dry weather.