justwantsafety | Harley -- Dream 01

*It's not exactly dark, but the clarity leaves much to be desired. There's little focus on anything around him, attention spread out everywhere as his heartbeat, loud in his own ears, nearly drowns out the screams and yells and sounds of battle from the hall. His own breathing tries to compete with it for noise dominance as well, once he's able to remember to draw breath again. He stumbles into the room, shaking, the green lighting above illuminating the furniture in the room, and the crates, but giving him no ideas on where to try to hide, or possible ways to escape. He's cornered, and he knows it.*

*A sound quickly comes from behind him, and he spins to face the doorway, now open, figures stepping in-- only, the scene wavers as he watches, and instead of making them out clearly, it becomes a chaotic battlefield, a blood-soaked mess of shredded flesh and bone, flashes of teeth, such enormous, sharp teeth! and claws, oh god those claws--! and he remembers a choked little sound that might've come from him, as he's grabbed up roughly by the collar of his uniform, by one of the figures, and can only plead, in response to something asked of him in a low growl.*

*Red -- in front of him, a fiery red. An angry red, and then darkness again as the back of his head and torso hit glass, hard enough to crack it. Flung away from the figures and into the wall, he slides down to the floor, echoes of the battlefield staying in his view, overlapping reality in his panic-filled nightmare. The blood, the teeth--*

*Nowhere to run, stuck in his strategy room with those intimidating presences.... He picked himself back up slowly, the others pausing, quiet. He must have said something, his voice rising in an insane sort of desperation, though what it was exactly, even he probably wouldn't have been able to recall... and lunged forward, to strike at them.*

*It desn't go well, apparently -- flashes of claws again, of teeth, of red and yellow and brown and white and gray shapes, and blood, and fire -- was he somehow the cause of the fire? -- and then seeing the floor, the gray stone tiles, red with blood that had to be his own, puddle widening, under him, as everything went dark....*

...

*Harley makes a sound, a terrified, choked little gasp as he wakes up and pushes himself up off the ground and into a sitting position, pulling his knees up in front of him. It's too dark to make out anything much, but the glow from the Dreamberry shows that his back's to a wall somewhere, perhaps in an alleyway, or inside a building, with its lights off. It's hard to tell. He's still for a second, eyes wide, and then reaches a shaking hand up to check over himself, probably for sign of injuries. There aren't any, which confuses the heck out of him. He looks around him, not sure what to make of this, and finally catches sight of the Dreamberry sitting on the ground in front of him. It takes him a second before he reaches to pick it up and look it over. He doesn't look like he's ever seen it before, but that doesn't stop him from turning it off without a word.*

((...apologies to any chars totally disturbed by a nightmare like that. ♥

...yeah, that was through his eyes, just to make it clear. *only just now realized*

Also, yes, this is his intro. He's totally confused now. YAY BRAINBREAK!))

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[She already is starting to panic, jumping and holding her Dreamberry a little further from her with a little yelp when Harley dropped his Dreamberry. He called her one of the Embryon... If this had been a different situation, Sera would have been overjoyed to know that someone outside of the tribe actually considers her to be a part of it as well, but this wasn't the right time! First things first, he was making her freak out along with him.]

P-Please! I know... I know my comrades did something terrible to you, but please calm down!

No! No, you calm down! *because that totally makes sense. Right.*

I can't get away from you all, can I! *hasn't picked up the Dreamberry yet; she's still got a nice view of... a dark wall, for the moment.*

I told you guys to go away but you followed me into my own base and-- and ate everyone! *tries taking a breath to calm down, and then quieter again; she is only on the little comm thing, after all, not standing right in front of him...* Just-- just stay away from me!

[And of course, Sera immediately calms down, but for a completely different reason. She's really sad about how this man felt... No one, and she really meant no one, should be forced to go through what anyone in the Junkyard was forced to endure. ]

I'm sorry.... I-I really do understand why you feel this way. I promise, I'll do my best to try to keep everyone from meeting with you.

..B-But! I know you don't want to talk with me, but you have to know! our Atma... if you ever are having problems with controlling your Atma, please tell me! I don't want anyone from this world to get hurt... I can help you regain control of your Atma... Please, try not to hurt anyone...

*okay, so he didn't quite get most of that. But... she wanted him to tell him when he needed help with something? What?*

First your Tribe comes in saying they want to talk to me, and hunts me down, and now you say you want me to come to you so you can help me with--

No.

No, just-- tell Serph I'm not buying it!

((can I hug her now? ;_; ))

[This was not going well at all.]

Th... That's not what I...! [She finally stops and sighs, realizing this will go nowhere.] You don't have to come to us... I know it's hard to understand what's going on right now, but soon you will understand more about this world. There are a lot of kind people who can help you. Just please... Be careful. I don't want any of those people to be hurt because of the demons any more.

Well... neither do I! Especially me! So I'm... just going to stay far away. And... you guys can stay far away too, all right? Then no one gets hurt any more, and I don't get eaten!

*hesitant* Okay...?

(("wanted him to tell him" -- grar. should be "wanted him to tell her," sorry. Harley's not the only one full of fail tonight. *headdesk*))

Okay... But I don't want anyone to get eaten at all, and that includes the people of this world who have nothing to do with the Tribes.

If you wont speak to us, then... There's a woman who lives here named Washu. Please talk to her. If she knows you are from a Tribe, she'll know how to help you.

But-- But I don't need any help! I'm fine, see?

*he leans over, peeking back into view to see the little screen, and gives her a nervous smile* See, I'm not even hurt! I should probably be dead, but I'm just fine!

[He seems to be a little to nervous to think about anyone's safety but his own.Still, now that he's actually looking at her, she does her best to give a comforting smile back.]

I'm very glad that you're not hurt. Just... Please make sure that you think of everyone else's safety as well as your own, okay? What I meant help is, Washu has found out a way to synthesize food for members of the Tribes so that the hunger is kept at bay and no one is hurt. I think you're going to need it as well, so that you can live peacefully in this world.

*definitely still nervous, and not sure just why he's getting told this, exactly, but he'll nod*

Okay....

*so, eat food when hungry. Got it.*

[She gives a relieved sigh. At least he would hopefully listen to what she said.]

Thank you. Again, I am sorry for everything that has happened.

Yeah, uh... just so long as you guys don't eat me again. I'm... I'm going to go now. Okay?

*slowly reaching for the device, to turn it off... kinda looks like he's hesitant to touch it for fear she'll... what, bite his fingers off through the lil screen? That's just fail, Harley. :/*

...I'll talk to you later. *Doesn't intend to, but watch him call someone soon, to figure out how to handle things, since he wasn't paying close enough attention here. :/*

Harley -- Dream 01

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