Movovie Night

[fracturedsoul]

Characters: Everyone
Format: Whichever you prefer
This log is: open
Location: Rakuen Public Library's media viewing room
Summary: Dirk shows off some 21st century cinematic masterpieces.
Warnings: Horrible movies. Swearing from Striders. The usual.

The time has come. Seven o'clock on the dot and Dirk is standing at the front of the viewing room in the city library to one side of the screen which is currently tuned to static, remote control in one of his hands.

There's plenty of room for everyone who shows up. The accommodations are a bit more classroom-like than he'd have liked -- tables and chairs for everyone to sit at -- but scattered about are some snacks and drinks he's scavenged from the Fortitude cafeteria.

Sit down. Watch these films. There are ten of them, and Dirk can go all night.

Comments

[greenspaces]

She looks at the ground, shuffling her purple shoes on the golden brick sidewalk. She supposes he's right; she can't spend all of her time here, no matter how much she wishes she could.

"I'll be there in a minute, okay? I don't actually know how to wake up once I'm asleep..." She guesses she can go back to the tower she came from and lay down, fall asleep again. That would work.

[fracturedsoul]

Ugh, great. Someone is trying to wake him up back there now. He clings to his sleep for just a while longer.

"I don't think Prospit here works the same way as Prospit and Derse back home. You just poof out of existence when you wake up here, instead of your dream self falling asleep. Try jumping off a tall building. Die in a dream, wake up in real life." Since arriving in Rakuen, he's become fairly sure that that's the general rule.

[greenspaces]

"What--??" She goes through several different emotions: shock to something like disbelief to finally ending with sadness, eyes wide. "I don't...want to die again. Why would you say that?"

She backs away from Dirk, tears welling up in her eyes. "Why would I want to do that?"

[fracturedsoul]

Sigh. He covers his face with one hand. "It's not really 'dying'. But fine, you don't have to go with that if you don't want to, it was only a thought."

[greenspaces]

"You haven't died. You don't know what it's like." She takes another step back, and then another. Suddenly, the tears are nonexistent, because she's more confused than anything else. "Dirk, my ankles feel cold..."

Looking down, there's no reason why they should be; they look normal, as usual. She takes another step and trips over absolutely nothing. There's a shriek as Jade falls backward. Her dreamself disappears as it hits the ground.

[fracturedsoul]

He's about to say something to try and make her feel better, but then-- she just disappears.

"Jade!"

In shock, he's no longer able to stay tethered to sleep. He jolts awake and looks up at Alex, who's shaking his shoulder.

[greenspaces]

About five to ten minutes later she walks into where they're supposed to be meeting. She's still dressed in her pajamas, Prospit medallion around her neck. The only thing interesting is that she is completely soaked from head to toe.

Well, completely soaked and also a little bit irritated. "I was in the lake!"

[fracturedsoul]

What.

He grabs a towel from the pile he's brought in case of unexpected (okay, inevitable) soda spills and tosses it to her.

"How did that happen? Are you okay?"

[greenspaces]

"I think someone threw me into the lake!"

This is the most obvious explanation; someone picked her up while she was asleep on Prospit and carried her to the lake, setting her down on her feet before shoving her into the lake proper.
This makes so much sense to Jade it is positively unreal.

She grabs the towel and starts drying herself off, flopping it over her head.

[fracturedsoul]

What.

(Again.)

"We can put this off for a little while if you want to go change. And figure out who did that."

[greenspaces]

"I need to go get out of these pajamas...why would someone do this?" She looks truly depressed by this turn of events. "Why would someone want to throw people into the lake?"

[fracturedsoul]

"Let's ask around the prefects' dorm. Someone must have seen something, right?"

[greenspaces]

"I don't know if anyone was there...maybe we should do it after the movie?"

[fracturedsoul]

Jade does seem to be unharmed, and in the end, that's what matters. Dirk takes a moment to weigh the options.

"All right." He nods. "Go get changed. I'll start the film when you get back."

[greenspaces]

"Okay. Don't drink all of the soda while I'm gone!" And she plods out of the room, leaving a trail of water behind her.