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 Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 9:45 pm
((WARNING: INCEPTION (THE MOVIE) SPOILERS AHEAD))
"That," Eve declared as they walked out of the movie theater, pausing to take a sip of soda, "was mind-boggling." After everything had happened, people had been subdued, struggling to get over the demise of many they had known. Many on their side, actually, and only the Space Cauldron knew who on the other side had been taken as well. Still, Eve had managed to drag Rea out, using her resourceful persuading ways to insist on them watching a movie together. 'It's about dreams!' Eve had supplied helpfully, hoping that this link to her best friend's sphere would help convince her into nodding her head.
"I liked Mal's hair." She said. "It's not easy to get curls to look that nice." She fluffed her own with a wistful smile as she said this, dropping the soda cup into the nearby rubbish bin.
"It's interesting, isn't it?" Eve pressed on, without even waiting for Rea to respond to her comment on curly hair; Rea probably didn't know what to say in response to that. "Do you think you could do that? Go into dreams and plant ideas, to steal secrets?" Then another pause. "Does the dreamworld even really work like that?" Were all the people in her dreams her subconscious? It made sense, especially with the appearance of her past self.
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Posted: Sun Aug 22, 2010 11:55 pm
Eve's roommate followed the blonde girl quietly as the theatre began to empty, the credits rolling in the background as they meandered between the rows of seats, listening as she recounted what had happened in the movie. Blue-green eyes shifted between the slightly darkened form of her best friend and the brightly lit opening to the lobby, nodding every once in a while just to make sure Eve knew she was listening. Around them, Rea could hear the other people discussing the movie, chatting happily between themselves animatedly, momentarily forgetting the devastation of what had happened not a few weeks before. She had to agree, it had been a good distraction, and she was glad Eve had convinced her to go. At first she had been skeptical -- although she did enjoy movies from time to time, the Sailor of Dreams hadn't much felt like going to something that was suppose to entertain, her thoughts preoccupied with patrols and with keeping the city safe. The city was vulnerable, and they couldn't let up their guard even for a minute, lest some new threat overpower them while they were weak. And although Rea was more than relieved that her entire team had made it out of Tartaros alive, (even Delphine,) a heaviness had settled on Destiny City, reminding them of those they had lost. The redheaded Crystal girl knew very few of those taken by the Cauldron personally, but the dreams of all of those who had lost someone haunted the dark sub-space that contained them, her affinity allowing their sadness and pain to linger with her. But Rea had never been good at denying the cute blonde, and with a little coaxing she had reluctantly agreed, refusing to admit that she had, in fact, been intrigued by the prospect that the movie revolved around her sphere.
Tossing the empty container of popcorn into the garbage after Eve had disposed of her drink, the redhead brushed off her hands on her skirt, blinking a little as they stepped into the light. "I think your hair looks nice," She replied after a moment, unsurprised when Eve kept going. It was just something that required an interjection. The pair continued down the strip of carpeted hallway, weaving around other people and letting others pass them as they meandered, mostly aimlessly, towards the exit doors. It was only when Eve asked if she could do something like what had been done in the movie that Rea blinked, thinking about it a little before replying again. "It... could, yes. Although we wouldn't have to use a machine," She noted, walking around a piece of chewed bubblegum that someone had stuck to the floor, "They're right about most of what they said -- you are very susceptible in your dreams because it's your subconscious processing everything, not your stronger, conscious thoughts. It's very difficult to control, which is why you can't often control your dreams. Or nightmares."
The feeling of he sunlight on their face was a little startling as they exited the main doors, the sudden natural light making them squint a bit. "I'm not sure about planting an idea, although it seems rational. It would certainly get your mind thinking about it, at any rate."
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Interesting Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Aug 23, 2010 12:28 am
Eve flashed an appreciative grin at Rea as she shielded her eyes with a palm from the sudden bright light, holding it there for a moment as her eyes slowly adjusted to the change. But now, their subject was not about hair, or else Eve would had latched onto it and returned the compliment instead. Still, recent painful events had caused her mind to linger on the main subject, that of dreams. Guiltily enough, she had been relieved when her friends and teammates had woken up, safe from the clutches of Tartaros; she felt guilty because she hadn't really been close to those had died, just known them as acquaintances. She felt guilty that she hadn't known Aries enough, even though she was the Zodiac Captain and they had known each other in their past lives.
"It is pretty dangerous then." Eve mused thoughtfully. "I do wonder if we can use our powers in our dreams." It would definitely make her feel more secure but it also seemed weird to be attacking your own subconscious. Would there be any side effects at all? Fragility of the mind? Falling ill maybe? "Think about it though. We could maybe get the Negaverse agents to think twice about what they're doing? Plant happy thoughts? Make the less willing senshi more determined? I wonder if our team could ever do that." Then she turned to face Rea, right in front of her roommate, eyes sparkling as she held out her hands, both with the index finger and thumb forming a frame around Rea's face. "I think you'd be the architect. I mean, you can change the dreamworld around you and all that. I don't know what I would be, on the other hand."
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