[ This seemed like an invasion, and when Flame woke, cheeks flushed, and bolting upright in bed, she was a little embarrassed to note that some of Daitou's, ahem, enthusiasm, had carried over to herself. She shut her eyes and took deep breaths.
She hadn't realized yet that she was sharing someone else's dreams, which made the experience all the more intense. She didn't know Daitou well, and for her mind to conjure him in this odd situation was just odd. Why this -- why a battlefield, when she'd never stepped on one, and a man, when she'd never been with one? (At least, in what memories she had.)
She didn't think of him like this. At least, she never had before. When she lay back down, staring at her ceiling, she wondered... but dreams were dreams, right? The brain conjured so many odd things.
This wasn't one she'd be eager to have again, and she fell back to sleep with that vague insistence in her mind. No more. ]
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lol sorry about that |D;;;
Date: 2011-04-13 09:08 am (UTC)From:She hadn't realized yet that she was sharing someone else's dreams, which made the experience all the more intense. She didn't know Daitou well, and for her mind to conjure him in this odd situation was just odd. Why this -- why a battlefield, when she'd never stepped on one, and a man, when she'd never been with one? (At least, in what memories she had.)
She didn't think of him like this. At least, she never had before. When she lay back down, staring at her ceiling, she wondered... but dreams were dreams, right? The brain conjured so many odd things.
This wasn't one she'd be eager to have again, and she fell back to sleep with that vague insistence in her mind. No more. ]