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[pillar_of_strength]

WHO: Shinjiro Aragaki and whoever
WHAT: Shinjiro's dreams!
WHEN: May 8th-10th
WHERE: Dreamscape whatchacallit thing
WARNINGS: Mentions of ridiculously cute stuff, death, and possible acts of the sexual nature. You know, just a regular Thursday.



a) [He's had some realistic dreams, before. Never has he had any like this, though. The twenty, or so, puppies were attempting to gain his favor in attention, some pawing at his leg...some simply sitting there, staring up at him with a tilted head. Some are yapping at him, some simply biting or otherwise playing with a friend. The one thing they all have in common is just how cute Shinjiro finds them.

The brunette caves, reaching down to pick one up. It's a golden retriever, and it's clearly happy to be held by Shinjiro. It barks, pawing once at Shinjiro, who smiles and scratches it behind the ear.]

Heh...hey there, little guy.




b) [This dream is nothing like the first. Absolutely nothing like it, at all. Shinjiro's seen with his knees on the ground, eyes widened. There's tears pouring from his eyes as he clutches what appears to be a very realistic-looking gun in his right hand. He's clearly unwell, sweat pouring down his face. His other hand is curled into a tight fist as it presses against the side of his head. He's gasping as he appears to be inwardly fighting against something. And, well...in truth, he is. There's dark creatures surrounding an unconscious young man. There's approximately ten, or so, all moving in to attack him.

Even if someone feels inclined to move in and help, it's actually a good idea to stay away, at this time- as will be made clear almost instantaneously:

Suddenly, Shinjiro lets out a scream as this being emerges from within the brunette. Castor doesn't look...entirely normal, for anyone who's seen him. He's matching the teenager's scream with one of his own, only his is...more desperate, more painful. The horse-riding figure is rushing forward, towards the young man. Is it going to help said young man?

Shinjiro can only wish that to be the case. In spite of the fact that Castor lashes out and takes out practically every single shadow in one fiery attack, Castor's lifting his spear, and...

One, fatal blow...

That's all it takes for the poor man's blood to spill. Shinjiro hadn't even had a chance to stop it. His eyes are widened. His greatest fear has come true. He hadn't been able to stop it. He'd only wanted to save him, so why...? He's doing everything he can to call his Persona back, before someone else shows up. Please, God, no more...]




c) [So, after that nightmare, Shinjiro's almost scared to know what'll happen in this dream. Well, it's off to a rather...inconspicuous start. He's lying in bed. Everything's...somewhat eerily quiet, too. Blinking, he moves to sit up, steel-colored eyes searching the room- ...his room? It looks like it, at least. Standing, he moves to the living room.

Really...? Is that...it?

There's not even the sound of birds.

((OOC: this is obviously a "whatever you want to make it" option.))]

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(c)

[immortal_gemini]

[The TV is off, in the living room. The only sounds come from the floor, with each step that Shinji takes, entering deeper into the room.

Across the space, Akihiko is lying on the couch, asleep and breathing lightly. He’s dressed in just a towel wrapped around his waist. His body is still damp, suggesting he recently got done with a shower. Hopefully, Mitsuru isn’t around, or she might freak out at seeing much inhibition he lacks. His fault for being careless, but he never exactly learned about modesty in front of girls, living at the orphanage so many years.

He has one arm laid over his bare stomach, and after some sleep-induced shifting, it slips off the couch. The towel is starting to get rumpled too, from his unconscious movement, revealing an inch or two of his hips.]

oidsfklsjdh lmao

[pillar_of_strength]

[He'd never realized just how loud his own footsteps could be...

Shinjiro spots his best friend in the rather...carefree state. There's a blink as his steps come to a pause, before he's quickly having to remind himself that this is all a dream. Wait, it is a dream- right? Actually, if this is a dream, why the hell is he dreaming up something like this?! Okay, never mind, there's... there's no way he'd come up with something so...

Face reddening, he's quickly moving over to the boxer.] Hey...

[He leans down, one hand shaking the boxer, face still red.] Wake up.

[Brow tensing, he realizes he should probably speak a little louder. Something about the silence...It's giving him the idea that he should talk quietly.]

...so this is what Shinjiro dreams about, huh? :c also, i have no shippy icons for this...

[immortal_gemini]

Mmph…?

[Sluggishly, Akihiko opens his eyes, letting out a soft yawn as he pulls himself away from sleep. He looks up at Shinji, and immediately spots the redness in his cheeks. Worry creases his brows, and he reaches toward his friend, grabbing a hold of his arm.]

Something wrong, Shinji…? Did you have another nightmare?

[Whatever the case, Akihiko wants to comfort him. Shinji had seemed really rattled the other night, waking both of them up with how badly it affected his mind. Akihiko pulls the arm in his grasp, firmly enough so that his friend will come lie on top of him. Completely comfortable with contact between them, his arms go around Shinji, hugging him tightly. His head nuzzles his shoulder, wet silver strands soaking into his shirt.]

It’s okay… None of it’s real. Try to think about something else.

gotta problem with that...? :|

[pillar_of_strength]

[He's about to tell Aki to get the hell up before Mitsuru comes home, when he reminds himself that it's just a dream. A frustrated sigh escapes. Seriously, what's the point in doing anything? He's just going to wake up, soon, anyway, ri-

Suddenly, he's being snatched down on top of the boxer. His eyes widen, heart instantly racing, he feels that cold wetness soak through to his his skin.

Th-that's right. None of it's real. It's just a dream. Shinjiro's breaths catch momentarily as he attempts to shift. Even if it isn't real, it certainly feels real...]

H-hey, you, uh...

[He can't even remember what he's going to say. With a frustrated sound, he's moving to lift himself off of the boxer. Steel-colored eyes land on the boxer's face, however, and he's suddenly stopping himself.]

...

[Yes, he is just staring at you, Aki.]

a

[badluckcharm]

[Awwww, look at the cute puppies. they were simply adorable. Himawari just couldn't help but give a small smile. It was even more cute to see someone handling them so well.]

You must be a dog person, right?

[pillar_of_strength]

[He blinks, glancing up at the stranger. Oh...when did she get there? Shinjiro's going to give just the faintest blush, because how embarrassing was it to be caught like that by a chick he doesn't even know...]

Uh...guess you could say that...

[He awkwardly scratches at the back of his head.]

Got a name?

[badluckcharm]

[She smiled slightly, moving her hand so that she put some stray strands of hair back behind her ear before speaking again.]

I'm Himawari Kunogi, I don't actually know how I got here though if that would be your next question. [her eyes once more go towards the puppies. Seriously they are so adorable.]

not at all~ let's make it interesting~

[immortal_gemini]

[This feels so natural that Akihiko can't tell he's in a dream. He just woke up, anyway. Even if this is reality, it doesn't bother him one lick. They used to huddle closely together back at the orphanage, especially on cold nights... or whenever he felt lonely and sad, after Miki died.

For once... Akihiko wants to do something important for his best friend.]

What? [He asks, immediately tightening his hold once he feels Shinji starting to pull back.] Why do you wanna leave already? C'mon... stay for a little while.

[He doesn't understand why Shinji is staring at him so intently. Is there something on his face? Speaking of which, his cheeks are kinda red, like he's hot... Akihiko retracts one arm to lift it up and cup his cheek with his palm, feeling for temperature.]

Hey... are you getting sick or something?

(b)

[for_my_father]

"Aragaki!"

He gets his leader running at him as this all happens. This whole dream hopping thing was making everything seem to realistic and she wasn't afraid to treat it as such. It didn't mater whether it was a fabrication of memories or people's fears manifesting into dreams, she didn't want to watch it.

She knew that being careless could cause Personas to get out of control. She knew that and yet, if this happened in real life, she wouldn't have been able to forgive herself for putting blood on Shinjiro. This was a dream, at least. She wanted to tell herself that but who knew?

[pillar_of_strength]

[His face tenses as he feels that grip tightening.] Seriously, Aki, just...

[His heart is racing, rather rapidly, at this moment. The brunette's fighting to calm himself, to stay in control, when he feels that hand rest against his face. An somewhat frustrated sound escapes, steel-colored eyes shifting to the side for a moment. There's a brief battle within his mind, before he forces out a deep sigh.

...It's just a dream, so...where's the harm?

One arm moves so that it's resting above Aki's head, as means of support. Leaning in, his lips hover close to the boxer's for a moment. Then, it's like he's moving on his own. Closing the space, he cautiously brushes his lips against his best friend's.]

[pillar_of_strength]

[He releases a faint chuckle. There's just a hint of his earlier awkward feeling.]

Shinjiro Aragaki...[Pause.] I'd figured this was just a dream, but...

[He watches her eyes, then smirks.] If you wanna pick one up, go ahead.

[pillar_of_strength]

His eyes widen upon hearing that voice. Just like that, his throat and chest tighten. Shinjiro trusts that she can fight- she has more control over her Persona. Clearly... And, not only that, she has more experience, in general. There's a reason she's the leader of SEES.

"Kirijo, stay back!"

Fear isn't helping this situation. It might not be real- it might very well just be a nightmare, but that doesn't change just how real it feels: the fear, the dread, the anger, every emotion he's ever bottled up and shoved aside. With that, the brunette's making a frustrated sound. Castor follows suit, a loud scream filling the dark space.

The scream is the warning. It's not much of one, however. Even before it's over, the Persona is rushing towards the redhead.

Steel-colored eyes widen even more as he's doing everything he can to call Castor back, "Stop, damn it!"

[badluckcharm]

[She was a little nervous at doing such a thing, but since it was someone's dream, she wondered if her little problem wouldn't be a problem here. She hped that much when she made her way and knelt down.]

I think it is a dream, but it seems like people can walk through others. It's really strange, but pretty neat.

[for_my_father]

"I do not wish to leave you unguarded."

The younger teenager replied still moving in on him, while destroying some of the creatures in her path. Regardless of what was going on, Shinjiro was her ally and her teammate. He was her responsibility just as Akihiko was. She wasn't going to stand back and watch him get her.

"Penthesilea!" She shouted shooting through her own mental state to call her Persona in which prepares itself to parry Castor!