ᴏɴᴇ ✄ something's wrong

[ghostpsychosis.livejournal.com]

[[OOC: Warning's for slight violence.]]

[It was like a heartbeat. Each passing moment, heartbeats. The steady rhythmic thump that would normally seem so calming, especially when sleeping, was a sure sign something was wrong. Everything was quiet besides the thump-thump. Then a gun is being cocked. Bang. Shotgun. That's what it is. 

Thump-thump. Heart beat's normal. Regular. It's now that a boy starts to make his way into view. There's a whistling that takes over the heart beating, along with his footsteps down a hallway. Where is he? School. Lockers surround him, black and white tiles coat the floor. The boy's tall, blonde, but what's wrong with his face? There's blood dripping down it. Wait, that was right, right? There was blood dripping down it. His hair was a bloody mess, too. Oh, no. He's got a fine face now. Just fine. That blood was only an illusion.

Suddenly, the scenery changes. Tate's in a library. There's a girl under the table, crying. Whimpering. Things are quiet. No more whistling. No more heartbeat. Just her. He pushes the table back and -- Violet? No. That's wrong. The scenery changes again, and he's in the basement of a large house, holding a red ball.

He looks confused. None of his dreams have ever been so meshed together like this.]

[ooc: haaayyy! sorry if this isn't..the right way to post? IDK IT'S MY FIRST ONE. if something's not right, lemme know. also, i am super excite to play with everyone c:]

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[ghostpsychosis.livejournal.com]

Her quick response gave him the clue that he needed: there was something wrong with her. He doesn't react positively or negatively towards it, though. He's still playing the neutral card, for now.

"Nothing," his response is much slower and thought out, but still a lie. He wasn't about to just pour out all his problems now.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

How fortunate nothing is wrong with either of them. She smirks faintly, as if to say it, as if to recognize it for the lie that it is.

"Then someone like you has no business asking that question," she says. Whether she means someone without problems can't understand them, or that someone with problems and lying about it shouldn't be pointing the finger, goes unsaid.

[ghostpsychosis.livejournal.com]

"You'd know, wouldn't you?" His tone is definitely more accusing this time, Tate is getting rather tired of her 'better-than-you' attitude. She was nothing like Violet, or the women that he's met.

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

She has endless attitude to give, really. The moments it drops are the rare ones.

"I know we don't know each other nearly well enough for you to pretend to know anything about me," she answers bluntly. Knowing someone takes time. And effort.

[ghostpsychosis.livejournal.com]

Tate gives her a look that clearly says 'I don't care' and motions to the stairs that lead up to the house itself. He wants her out. This was his mind, his unconscious, and she had to right to it.

"So leave."

[waterfell.livejournal.com]

"As you wish, then!" Though the words were entirely facetious rather than obedient, she did in fact start up the stairs.

They'd doubtless harass each other in further dreams anyway.