[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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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. ]