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Dreamways
Grim & Sebek |
AAAH! |
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Ortho! Can't you do anything to make this easier on us?! |
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In order to stay camouflaged, we need to ensure we leave behind a few traces of Silver's signature spell. I think it's better to stick with this method until exiting what you call the dreamway. |
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Whose dream are we going to?! |
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You'll see! |
| I'd like to get mentally prepared. | I'd rather know in advance if it means we can have a proper landing. |
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This is a world of imagination. Distracting thoughts can cause unexpected things to occur. If you don't know anything, you'll all be unified in sentiment. |
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You'll be thinking, "Where will we go?" or "What's going to happen next?" Right? |
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Is that the truth, or do you just not feel like explainin' anything?! |
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Don't worry, you're in good hands with me. Heheheh. |
| Look, our target coordinates are in sight. Everybody, hold on to me! |
| *Everyone is sucked into the light* |
All |
AAAH! |
| Firing technomantic thrusters! |
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Aether signal tracking successful. We have arrived at the designated coordinates. Here we are! Nobody bumped into anything, I hope? |
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I'm fine, other than the world spinnin'... |
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It wasn't a crash landing, but somehow landing in your arms is even more embarrassing than crashing would've been! |
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You're amazing, Ortho. I can't believe you carried all four of us. |
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Like I said! You're in good hands with me. |
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Hm? Say, is it safe for you to enter dreams in that attire? |
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Oh, don't worry about that. I'm an NPC in everyone's dreams but my brother's. I probably look like this in most of them. I shouldn't trigger any major cognitive dissonance or endanger the dream. |
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I'm also reasonably sure that this appearance is less likely to draw suspicion in case any of Malleus's GM clones happen to see me. |
Heartslabyul Student |
Hey, g'morning. Did you do your homework? It's due today, you know. |
Octavinelle Student |
*yawn* We've got PE for first period, right? I don't wanna see Vargas's sweaty face... |
| Looks like a peaceful morning at school. | Whose dream are we in...? |
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This has to be the dream of one of these students. |
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C'mon, Ortho, spill the beans already. Whose dream is this? |
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Well... |
| *The screen shakes. Heavy thuds are heard* |
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Aw, crud! Why'd Ah hafta oversleep on mornin' practice day?! If Ah'm late, Leona'll be madder'n a wet hen! |
| I know that voice! | What's that stomping...? |
| *A cartoonishly buff Epel appears with the white bird flying around his head* |
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Ah gotta hustle! |
All |
EPEL?! |
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