Hino Rei ♂ 火野 レイ (
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onepassingnight2012-02-08 05:40 pm
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It's even cold when you dream;
When Rei wakes up, it's not a real awakening. She can just tell that she's stepped from her usual sleep into a dream. It also helps that she steps from her bed dressed in her Senshi uniform, bright red heels contrasting sharply with the stark white of a snow field laid out before her. She shivers. How familiar. She tends to dream about the Arctic; it's a sticking point in her mind, especially when she's uncomfortable. Probably something to do with her death; that kind of thing leaves a mark on your psyche.
She takes a few more steps out into the whiteness. Usually she wakes up recalling nothing more than being cold, but this is different. More solid. More real than it has been before. So she walks out into the empty field of snow and ice, wind rustling past her with biting cold.
"Why can't I dream about something nice for a change?" Rei asks aloud, turning around to look back--and instead of the cold arctic, there's a sandy beach, sunshine beating down and water lapping upwards in the ever-rolling tide. She looks back. Snow and cold.
"Dreams are weird."
She takes a few more steps out into the whiteness. Usually she wakes up recalling nothing more than being cold, but this is different. More solid. More real than it has been before. So she walks out into the empty field of snow and ice, wind rustling past her with biting cold.
"Why can't I dream about something nice for a change?" Rei asks aloud, turning around to look back--and instead of the cold arctic, there's a sandy beach, sunshine beating down and water lapping upwards in the ever-rolling tide. She looks back. Snow and cold.
"Dreams are weird."
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[Primo's voice replies casually to the girl's words as he observes the plain and white landscape. Attracted to another dream, isn't he? He's not bothered by the cold, he would have to acknowledge the coldness for him to feel it and he refuses to. It has been a while since the last time he was attracted to a dream, he had started to think that it was over but it seems that wasn't the case.
He sighs and looks at the girl, the face's familiar, one seen in many worlds during his endless searches for his friends. But he doesn't know her, nor this one neither any other version of her. He can easily recall from which worlds he has seen her, though, that uniform is so similar to Usagi's senshi uniform...]
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"Welcome to my dream, whoever you are."
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[He asks, slightly amused for a moment as he taps the snowed ground with a foot, still standing at the colder side of the dream.]
I should introduce myself first, though. You can call me Primo, that should suffice.
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"Please, call me Rei. It's nice to meet you, Primo-san."
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[He chuckles lightly.]
It's a pleasure to meet you as well, Rei-san... But is it safe to give out your name while dressed like that? Even if it's a dream, one never knows who may be watching.
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"And it's a dream, they're not supposed to make sense, really."
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[He smiles and nods, though.]
But you're right. Just because you're dressed like that it doesn't mean anything, other than you dream with being Sailor Mars. Everyone has aspirations and wishes like those.
[No, he didn't slip that accidentally. It was on purpose. It means nothing, though. Since she has already met Ami, it's not hard to imagine one could have heard about the other senshi even if Ami parted ways with them, right?]
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"How do you know about Sailor Mars if you're not from my world?"
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And when did I say I wasn't from your world? Just because you have never met me doesn't mean I don't exist. Just because you have met people from other worlds so far, doesn't mean you won't meet someone from your own world.
But even if I wasn't from your world as you think, nothing says I may not have met someone from your world before or someone from a similar world to yours. Like... Maybe a Sailor Mercury with a story to tell much different from what you could tell? Is it that impossible to imagine that I may have heard of Sailor Mars from someone else?
[The second theory is closer to the truth but it's still not the absolute truth.]