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Two young-looking boys, running hand in hand, through what looks like a long hallway. Though one has black hair and one blond, they look quite a bit alike, even their laughing expressions. Looking at them, one would never guess that they're teenagers, or that their history (or their future) hold many dark things.

No, these two children, one golden-eyed, the other mismatched gold-and-red, seem to be running forever down a bright corridor, laughing and calling out to someone behind them.

"Come on, Elliot, you have to run faster if you're going to catch us!"

And here comes the third member of the little party, hurtling after them on much shorter legs, crying out and waving around what looks like a wooden sword.

"Come back here! I'm not through with you yet!"

The little one isn't laughing, not in the least, but the older boys glance at each other and burst into giggles at that, so busy being amused that they find themselves slowing, just enough.

And it doesn't take long at all for the younger boy to take advantage of that, to go flailing up close enough, to smash right into them, sword swinging.


And there's nothing but brilliance and childish glee and the whack of wood against skin as the three roll around.


The scene shifts, and suddenly the blond-haired boy is a man, and he's standing in a room that's familiar to anyone who has been in the ryokan. The room is decked out for an event, the piano is playing, and Vincent is standing in the middle of the floor, hand outstretched, waiting for someone to take it.

And then there's that black-haired boy, grown taller than his brother, tall and handsome and... nervous, obviously quite nervous.

And this isn't quite how it happened.

But it's a dream, and so in the dream the dark-haired man comes running straight up to his brother, and takes his hand, and they spin about delightedly on the dance floor, and the laughter?

It's those same childish tones, from all those years ago.

And the young man playing the piano, with the blue eyes and the eyebrow quirked at his older brothers' behavior... why he's that same sword-wielding little boy, of course.


The kitchen is obviously that of a restaurant, not a home, but the person using it at the moment is not a professional. He's a little blond-haired boy with blue eyes, covered in flour and rolling more and more ingredients into what looks like some very questionable dough.

There's no laughter. The child is quite serious in his task, but the two adults watching - one looking like an older copy of the boy and the other Vincent himself - are casting amused looks at each other, covering mouths to stop laughter.

Then the bread's in the oven and cooking, and Vincent is sweeping the boy off his feet and spinning him around to 'celebrate', and then handing him off to Yuui cheerfully, and...

There, coming from the grown man's mouth, there's that same childish laugh that's been there all along.

[Vincent wakes up giggling, alone in his bed, hands clasping his pillow to him.]


Oct. 19th, 2011 04:08 pm (UTC)
[She's just checking, really. Saw the dream up on her Hitomi and wondered. How Vincent was doing now, whether he was okay.

Obviously, he is better. The dream is so nice. Well, two brothers dancing together like that seems vaguely strange to her, but not enough to elicit more than a briefly raised eyebrow from her, only for her to forget the whole thing as she is swept up in the happiness of the dream.]

Ah, that's so nice...
Oct. 20th, 2011 03:44 am (UTC)
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[Ahhh her. He blinks for a second, at the way he feels honestly a little grateful to see her face. That's... strange. Not normal or right at all.]

It is, isn't it? I suppose someone has to have a nice one, once in a while.

[He laughs softly.]

I'm glad you got to see this one, as well.
Oct. 20th, 2011 11:21 am (UTC)
[She answers his laugh with one of her own.]

Mh, it's a nice change of pace! And it's good to see you dreaming nice things. Weird as that sounds.

[A short pause, in which... just the slightest, barely-there hint of a shadow clouding her warm expression.]

Are you doing all right, then?
Oct. 20th, 2011 10:08 pm (UTC)
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I'm doing all right. I was concerned, after that other wave of... strange dreams... that things would fall apart for me. But my friends are quite supportive.

How are you?
Oct. 21st, 2011 07:44 am (UTC)
Ah, but that's great! [A laugh that's so quiet it's more like staccato breathing.] Relatively speaking -- but it's good that you have such great friends.


I'm all right. Just the usual on my end. Life is quiet.
Oct. 21st, 2011 09:39 am (UTC)
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That seems to be the way of it here. Life is quiet until it explodes, isn't it?

[He doesn't seem troubled by it, right now.]

You should do something fun once in a while though. It is such a beautiful world to waste... though you've explored it all by now, I suppose?
Oct. 21st, 2011 01:54 pm (UTC)
Yep, that's pretty much it. But isn't it everywhere?

[There's a weariness about her as she says that, but it vanishes quickly. She pauses, thinks for a moment.]

All of it? No, not all. A lot, but by far not all. If I have to go somewhere else, it's always in such a hurry...

[Well, not entirely true. She does some private exploring in order to get new morphs or just train morphing, but she's not sure she wants to talk about that.]
Oct. 22nd, 2011 05:26 pm (UTC)
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You should slow down sometimes. Just take a walk, for no other reason than that. It's... nice.

[He doesn't ask if he can come with her. He doesn't push. Not now, not here.]
Oct. 22nd, 2011 05:48 pm (UTC)
Maybe I will, one of these days.

[Dodging the subject is go.]
Oct. 23rd, 2011 03:22 pm (UTC)
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It's just a thought.

[He waves a hand, as if pushing it away physically.]

Everyone needs some relaxation sometimes though.
Oct. 23rd, 2011 03:31 pm (UTC)
That's tue. But what tells you I don't get that?

[Testing the waters a little, here. In what way? She isn't sure herself. Mainly because, in spite of everything, she still doesn't know where she stands with Vincent.]
Oct. 23rd, 2011 03:36 pm (UTC)
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You don't seem like the type to take it for yourself.

[He's guessing, a little, perhaps. But he's pretty sure of himself.]
Oct. 23rd, 2011 04:03 pm (UTC)
[Okay, that. Takes her aback a little, and she ponders it for a moment.]

Well, uhm... I do. Sometimes.

[Maybe not as often as she could, but she does. Even if it's more or less a habit she picked up at Kannagara.]
Oct. 24th, 2011 01:04 am (UTC)
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[He laughs softly.]

Even if yours doesn't involve getting attacked by a child in the morning, everyone should laugh a little sometimes.

[He seems quite cheerful, really.]

Oct. 24th, 2011 07:32 am (UTC)
Attacked by a child?

[A cheerful laugh here, too.]

Living dangerous, I see!
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