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sixthiterationlogs2016-07-15 09:43 am
lastofthekellys) wrote in sixthiterationlogs2016-07-15 09:43 am
what does it mean when you drown in a dream
WHO: Kate Kelly
WHERE: The Fountain
WHEN: 15th July
OPEN TO: OTA
WARNINGS: Potential panic attack
STATUS: Open
Kate wonders if her family has a touch of foresight. Ned predicted two deaths: Constable Lonigan, Justice Barry, both died as he said. She dreams of drowning and wonders. Wonders and then drinks, not that drinking helps her when she's already asleep and she opens her eyes underwater and thinks, Again?
There's light, which there isn't always, and a current that pushes her up, which never happens, and she kicks, kicks her way up.
(Is it her imagination or is she actually getting closer in this dream?)
There's weight on her back, pulling at her, digging into her shoulders, making it harder to move her arms. Her imagination or no, no, no, something always goes wrong, she always drowns and this is it, isn't it isn't it isn't it maybe she should just swallow water choke and wake up but that doesn't work she can't wake up she just has to kick and kick and kick and swim and oh God oh God she's actually drowning isn't she air air air air she needs air-
She reaches the surface, gasps, bobs back down, then kicks herself up again.
Air.
Coughing, spluttering, Kate swims over to the edge of the fountain. She takes a moment to haul herself over the edge, falls, but the fall isn't much. More of a roll until she hits the ground, struggles to all fours, all the while coughing up water fit to throw up.
She knows what she needs to it. Sit up, take stock. This isn't a dream, it's not. She needs to get her long, heavy hair out of the way to see, but she can't. All she can do is crouch, cough, and gasp in air.
WHERE: The Fountain
WHEN: 15th July
OPEN TO: OTA
WARNINGS: Potential panic attack
STATUS: Open
Kate wonders if her family has a touch of foresight. Ned predicted two deaths: Constable Lonigan, Justice Barry, both died as he said. She dreams of drowning and wonders. Wonders and then drinks, not that drinking helps her when she's already asleep and she opens her eyes underwater and thinks, Again?
There's light, which there isn't always, and a current that pushes her up, which never happens, and she kicks, kicks her way up.
(Is it her imagination or is she actually getting closer in this dream?)
There's weight on her back, pulling at her, digging into her shoulders, making it harder to move her arms. Her imagination or no, no, no, something always goes wrong, she always drowns and this is it, isn't it isn't it isn't it maybe she should just swallow water choke and wake up but that doesn't work she can't wake up she just has to kick and kick and kick and swim and oh God oh God she's actually drowning isn't she air air air air she needs air-
She reaches the surface, gasps, bobs back down, then kicks herself up again.
Air.
Coughing, spluttering, Kate swims over to the edge of the fountain. She takes a moment to haul herself over the edge, falls, but the fall isn't much. More of a roll until she hits the ground, struggles to all fours, all the while coughing up water fit to throw up.
She knows what she needs to it. Sit up, take stock. This isn't a dream, it's not. She needs to get her long, heavy hair out of the way to see, but she can't. All she can do is crouch, cough, and gasp in air.
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At his answer, she sighs, mocks a sulky pout with her full lips. "No beer, no whiskey, then."
She's more concerned under that, a fluttering but the bloody hell am I meant to go to sleep, but she's good at hiding that.
"But water's good. It is clear? Good water?"
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"Yes, good." He answered gathering what she asked, inquiring of him. At least as best as he could anyway. He brought them to a stop before then inn and gave a shrug. He wasn't sure where else to go at least in leading her but he was willing to show her around more but something told him someone already had.
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That there is clear water is a relief, then. Although she's not sure how to ask about tea. Tea would be... Tea would be nice. She could do with some tea.
Thorfinn Thorsson walks her to the door, and then stops, awkwardly. Fortunately, Kate has done this dance before. She steps forward, turns, smiles.
"Thank you," she says then. "And, goodbye."
With that, she vanishes into the building.