[Even hiding out in Zeke, Hanako can feel the quaking of the earth beginning to intensify, and the deafening CRACK from below is enough to get him to flinch. Why was it always thunder and loud noises when Chaosbringer was involved?? He could only be relieved that no one could actually see him right now, because the last thing he needed was that old guy giving him hell for being freaked out over this sort of thing.
Though credit where credit is due, it seemed Decadence had the right idea to bail when he did, and Hanako hesitates for just a moment as he considers doing the same. Part of him wanted to wait it out, and make sure Chaosbringer would be good on his word (he was the one most intent on finding Crimson, after all, so he would have the most reason to stay), but... considering how earnest this guy was about everything, he couldn't see him lying to them about it. There's no reason to be doing this whole body-hopping thing anymore, either, now that Crimson had shown her upper hand, and waking himself up while in another Dreamer's body seemed like a dangerously bad idea.
Just as quickly as he blinked out before, he pops back into view, landing himself squarely between the two and trying to keep his balance as the ground pulls itself in a great, gaping void. He eyes the other half of the terrain for a second, in Crimson's general direction, his expression guarded and unreadable. This brief encounter had left him with a number of questions, but the answers clearly weren't going to be found right here, nor right now.
His gaze turns back to D, and then Chaosbringer, debating on whether he really should get out ahead of them, but-- no, they were the most experienced of the group, and if he's learned anything in the past few months, it was that retreating and surviving was better than being stubborn and suffering the consequences.]
... stay safe, you two.
[And with that, Hanako disappears from the Dream Sphere as well, reappearing back in his own bed as his twin snoozes from across the way in their shared room. Tomorrow, Amane will start trying to search for clues in the Waking World for what just happened here-- but for now, he had to chew on these events and hope that the other two managed to make it out without a hitch.]
[Just so she goes down on record, Sam isn't thrilled about all this. This is at least the second time they've gotten so close to Crimson, only to have her slip through their fingers.
And what the heck is the deal with all this, anyway? Sam is probably going to be attempting to glean any iota of meaning out of the area, the sky, the colors, the gazebo and its meaning...anything she could possibly find. But for now...
She's called for discretion before, and again, now. It's likely a disappointment to Chaosbringer--but she'll make it up later to him.
If she can.]
Come on, Chaosbringer. Time to go--don't let me down!
[Not that he really could, unless he stayed and got himself nuked from orbit, or something...]
[Hey, if he got nuked from orbit, he'd at least wake up!]
[...although it is, apparently, possible to stay here. One way or another. If you're Crimson, at least.]
[But before he awakens, Chaosbringer lifts his sword one-handed, then levels it in a dramatic point towards the gazebo and its sole occupant. This isn't as easy as it looks, given how stupidly large his sword is, and he's secretly practiced it! The trick is to support the weight of the sword by letting the hilt press against the forearm, relying on leverage to hold up the blade. Crimson better bloody well appreciate the effort he puts into this dramatic statement.]
We're not done. We're not enemies! All we need is to understand, for everyone's sake. So I'll see you again.
[Pronouncement delivered, he flips his sword back over his shoulder, then turns away. Dramatics dictate he give Crimson a chance to respond, but either way, he's waking himself up before that response turns ugly.]
[ As the Dreamers each vanish from the dream in turn, Crimson stands watching them with a tightly controlled expression on her face that's hard to read – all you can tell from the growing distance is that it seems oddly cold.
It's not until Chaosbringer makes his declaration that some crack seems to form in her composure. Her face twists into that same intense, burdened emotion they'd seen last time and almost as if she can't bear to face the intensity of his sincerity, she turns way.
With one final great BOOM, the dream fully ruptures down the center and
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Though credit where credit is due, it seemed Decadence had the right idea to bail when he did, and Hanako hesitates for just a moment as he considers doing the same. Part of him wanted to wait it out, and make sure Chaosbringer would be good on his word (he was the one most intent on finding Crimson, after all, so he would have the most reason to stay), but... considering how earnest this guy was about everything, he couldn't see him lying to them about it. There's no reason to be doing this whole body-hopping thing anymore, either, now that Crimson had shown her upper hand, and waking himself up while in another Dreamer's body seemed like a dangerously bad idea.
Just as quickly as he blinked out before, he pops back into view, landing himself squarely between the two and trying to keep his balance as the ground pulls itself in a great, gaping void. He eyes the other half of the terrain for a second, in Crimson's general direction, his expression guarded and unreadable. This brief encounter had left him with a number of questions, but the answers clearly weren't going to be found right here, nor right now.
His gaze turns back to D, and then Chaosbringer, debating on whether he really should get out ahead of them, but-- no, they were the most experienced of the group, and if he's learned anything in the past few months, it was that retreating and surviving was better than being stubborn and suffering the consequences.]
... stay safe, you two.
[And with that, Hanako disappears from the Dream Sphere as well, reappearing back in his own bed as his twin snoozes from across the way in their shared room. Tomorrow, Amane will start trying to search for clues in the Waking World for what just happened here-- but for now, he had to chew on these events and hope that the other two managed to make it out without a hitch.]
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And what the heck is the deal with all this, anyway? Sam is probably going to be attempting to glean any iota of meaning out of the area, the sky, the colors, the gazebo and its meaning...anything she could possibly find. But for now...
She's called for discretion before, and again, now. It's likely a disappointment to Chaosbringer--but she'll make it up later to him.
If she can.]
Come on, Chaosbringer. Time to go--don't let me down!
[Not that he really could, unless he stayed and got himself nuked from orbit, or something...]
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[...although it is, apparently, possible to stay here. One way or another. If you're Crimson, at least.]
[But before he awakens, Chaosbringer lifts his sword one-handed, then levels it in a dramatic point towards the gazebo and its sole occupant. This isn't as easy as it looks, given how stupidly large his sword is, and he's secretly practiced it! The trick is to support the weight of the sword by letting the hilt press against the forearm, relying on leverage to hold up the blade. Crimson better bloody well appreciate the effort he puts into this dramatic statement.]
We're not done. We're not enemies! All we need is to understand, for everyone's sake. So I'll see you again.
[Pronouncement delivered, he flips his sword back over his shoulder, then turns away. Dramatics dictate he give Crimson a chance to respond, but either way, he's waking himself up before that response turns ugly.]
EXCURSION END
It's not until Chaosbringer makes his declaration that some crack seems to form in her composure. Her face twists into that same intense, burdened emotion they'd seen last time and almost as if she can't bear to face the intensity of his sincerity, she turns way.
With one final great BOOM, the dream fully ruptures down the center and
all of you wake up. ]