Breach!

[voidtreckermods]

Day twenty of the month of Domino starts as a perfectly normal day on the Voidtrecker express. Passengers work on chores, or play games, bicker and read. The usual ways of relieving the slight tedium that come with being stuck on a train. Even a train that is hurtling through the void.

It is about mid morning when the whole train tilts, suddenly as if it has been hit. It is enough to knock passengers over if they don’t catch themselves quick enough. For those in the games car there is a loud bang as something hits the window. A small black object is stuck in the window for a moment before it dislodges and disappears as quickly as it appears.

The window doesn’t smash but cracks appear around the impact site. Almost immediately sirens begin going off. "Breach. Breach. Warning. Breach."

Hopefully passengers will remember what they are to do in the event of such an incident. For anyone in the kitchen they will see that the oven, water and other appliances switch off. Doors begin closing around the train, in an attempt to seal carriages.

Those in the games carriage won’t see much of that, they will barely have time to register what has happened before they feel dizzy and sleepy, falling to the ground where they are. This spreads throughout the train, the further away a passenger is from the games car the longer they will have before they succumb but within fifteen minutes everyone on the train will be sleeping. Even including those who usually do not sleep or even those who cannot sleep.

Because this is no ordinary sleep.

For some passengers they will sleep the whole day and night, solidly and dreamlessly. But for others, for most, their sleep is anything but peaceful.

They will dream, strange, wonderful or terrible dreams and walk those dreams with their fellow passengers. Tumbling from one to another with no sense of where one ends and the other begins they will dream the whole day and night, though it will likely feel much longer and perhaps much shorter.

Their dreams may come from themselves, they may come from their fellow passengers and there are a few dreams that all may find themselves dreaming.

Infestation

The train is filled with dralite. They are everywhere, in every carriage. Flying through doors, in your bed. This dream takes the form of a stress dream, every time you think you have emptied a space of dralite there are more.

They aren’t aggressive creatures, just annoying and the ever shifting dream means that every time you remove one from hugging your head another appears. The train shifts and warps, carriages muddling as you move through it trying to contain all of the creatures.

A Distant Light

It is a dark night, though there are stars in the sky. In the distance there is a bonfire lighting up the area. Around it there are figures, they are too far away to make out any features but in the flickering light you can see they wear hoodies in the colours you know well by now.

There is the sound of singing and laughter and you want to approach. But no matter how long you walk the fire is always in the distance, never getting closer. You feel a great longing to be at the fire, but it is out of reach.

Flying

Flying is such a universal dream and so it is not surprising many of your dreams will incorporate this. You fly, over mountain, across rivers and seas, through forests and through the debths of space itself.

But most often you fly through the void, the ever shifting void around you, diving through colours that swirl and dance around you.

Dream well Void warriors!

(OOC: The plotting and information post is here. Characters will wake up on day 21 and there will be an ooc mod post detailing that on the 10th February.)

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[stealsyourheart]

A thief is a creative artist who takes his prey in style

"All the world's a stage, and we are only players. Welcome to my magic show! One. Two. Three~!"

The stage lights up, a spotlight on the young man in a white tuxedo and top hat, bowing politely. On three, he tosses up his hat and it seems to expand to fill the room, before exploding into confetti. The lights turn off again, plunging the room into darkness. In the dark, there's a gleam of light - a blue eye winks at the audience from behind a monocle from which dangles a four-leaf clover charm, a rakish gleam of teeth in a wide grin catching light from somewhere.

"Smiles and laughter are always good, but never forget your Poker Face~"

The light is blood red, flickering into a gleam held in a white gloved hand, a flame, no a jewel, no, a rose. A snap and the rose bursts into a flock of white doves that scatters across the room, revealing the young grinning magician again.

A gun fires, and the room plunges into blackness again, except for an ace of hearts that flutters to the ground. As the echoes of the gunshot fade, someone is laughing. On the back of the card is scribbled a single word - Pandora.

"I presented you with a number of illusions tonight, but the show is over. Let's meet again someday under the moonlight~!"

A detective is nothing more than a critic, who follows our footsteps

The wind catches on the wings of the white hanglider, dodging and speeding through a gleaming metropolis of metal and steel, Tokyo Tower gleaming in the distance. Somewhere in the distance, sirens call. But don't look too closely at the buildings as they go past - the reflections are full of the Void.

A detective...

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita's no detective, and she's not sure how she's following along with this glider, but she's moving at speed.

And really hoping she doesn't crash, because even in her dreams she doesn't know it's not for real.

The view is dizzying, but she's doing her best to gain on the hanglider, maybe see who's inside...

[stealsyourheart]

The glider is piloted by a figure dressed in a white tuxedo, a top hat and monocle concealing their identity as they expertly navigate the drafts that whistle between the tops of the buildings.

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita catches a glint of light off of the monocle, but she has no hint as to who is flying.

She whispers to the wind - a risk, given how close together the buildings are - and soars higher, seeking to overtake him.

Maybe not to crash but to divert.

hm, to bring in Shinichi, Conan, or Hakuba....

[stealsyourheart]

As if in answer the wind picks up, a helicopter with police lights hovering into view, the currents generated tossing the glider, even as the pilot fights to stay airborne, twisting away to dodge in between the buildings, but being forced down.

Go for any+all!

[unfavorableinstigation]

Nita finds herself, in contrast, heading upward, aiming for the helicopter's blindspot.

Failing that, maybe she can still distract the helicopter from its current trajectory, give the hangglider some breathing room...

She wants to talk to him, she decides, more than she wants him to just land.

lol CLOCK TOWER CASE IT IS mixed with their first case, I think, because #dreams

[stealsyourheart]

The glider wings collapse into a cape, and the Kaitou KID touches down on the rooftop with barely the slightest scuff of his shoes, the helicopter moving to hover overhead.

"Now, now, tantei-san, is that any way to greet me~?"

Kudo Shinichi leans out of the helicopter door, gun pointed at straight at him.

"There's no where left to run, KID."

[happyends]

Madoka is very easily amazed. So of course the sight of a magic show like this only amazes her even more - if very ordinary things can already give her that kind of reaction, then what more could magic even do? She's watching all the trics with her mouth hanging wide open for sure.

But then there's that ending. The sound of a gunshot makes her wince and even let out a whimper. But by the time she's done covering her eyes, there's nothing there. Only darkness and that laugh, and then that voice..

"W.. What was that.."

[stealsyourheart]

The spotlight comes back on with a snap, a white gloved hand offering her a pink rose that appears as the wrist is flicked.

"Did you not enjoy the show, Miss?"

The face is obscured by both hat and monocle, the spotlight casting the magician into sharp reliefs of dark shadow and brilliant white.

[happyends]

"Huh?"

Madoka quickly looks around her, as if the magician could be talking to someone else here. But no matter how she looks at it, it seems like she's the one he's talking to.. So she shyly turns back to him.

"Um.. N-No, it was really great! But the ending was.." She slows down, like she's trying to find a way to say it that won't accidentally sound insulting. ".. a little scary."

[stealsyourheart]

"Aw Madoka." Kaito's voice. "It's just a show."

Kaito's smile, but it's a mask on the magician's face.

"I'm fine, see?"

There's a hole in the magician's jacket, right over the breast, but no blood.

[happyends]

Before she even looks at the hole, she's taken by surprise by the fact that she suddenly recognizes the voice. And the smile. It's looking a little odd on the magician like this, but there's definitely a look of recognition in her eyes. Even in the middle of the confusion.

".. Really? You're sure, right..?"

For a moment she hesitates - mostly out of politeness - but then she does move a hand towards that hole to try and feel if it's really just a trick. Just in case. She worries, okay!

[stealsyourheart]

"The black crows are jealous of the white doves~" He answers.

"But a phantom thief is already a phantom~ A bullet isn't enough~."

Under the tear is a beating heart - indeed, the blue shirt beneath is more-or-less intact. Something in his breast pocket, perhaps?

A thief!

[myblueskies]

Romeo was watching the show with wide eyes, delighting in the tricks. Exploding hats! Darkness! A rose! Doves!

Romeo laughed and clapped and then there was darkness and a gun shot and a card! Romeo picks up the card. Pandora...

What does Pandora mean? But the show is over and Romeo turns, to be outside. The moon is shining. He looks down at the card in his hand.

[stealsyourheart]

"Pick a card, sir?" a white gloved hand with a deck of cards and a masked grin greet him.

[myblueskies]

Pick a card? Romeo smiled at the masked man and reached out to take a card from the middle of the deck.

"Can I look at it?"

[stealsyourheart]

"Don't tell me what it is~"

But when Romeo goes to pick a card, it's the Ace of Hearts that he just picked up off the ground. In his hand is instead a diamond, with a red gleam glowing inside it.

[myblueskies]

"I won't!" Romeo picked a card, it was the same as the one he just had! But... He held up the diamond.

"It's pretty!"

He keeps the card secret for now!

[stealsyourheart]

"You found it~"

A snap, and the diamond is back in the magician's hand, and lifted up to the full moon overhead it glows blood red.

"Pandora"

A thief is a creative artist

[wizard_redfive]

Dairine watches this spectacle with a rather unimpressed expression. Magic tricks aren't really her thing. In the real, she might have entertained herself trying to figure out how he pulled off such feats (or tried to think of ways to recreate it with actual wizardry). But here in dreamland, even the impossible seems a little boring.

She's standing near the back of the audience during the performance, her arms crossed in front of her. Dairine almost turns to wander off when the gunshot goes off. Now that has her attention.

Walking forward, she kneels down to pick up with card and turn it in her hand.

"Huh."

Re: A thief is a creative artist

[stealsyourheart]

As she picks up the card, the room fills with moonlight, revealing itself to be a rooftop, somewhere in Japan. The Kaito KID stands opposite a man dressed all in black.

"Snake. So kind of you to visit."

Snake has a gun, aimed squarely at the KID.

"Give us the jewel, KID."

"Or what, you'll kill me? I think you've shot me enough times for everyone to understand you'll kill me anyway"

[wizard_redfive]

Dairine barely acknowledges the shift in scenery.

The man in black, however, gets her immediate attention. The gun would have already; while her wizardry reduced the threat to herself, too many people had gotten shot trying to protect her in Paradisa. It left a bad mark in her books. But that attire? Someone had put the Black Organization in the back of her mind once again.

How nice of them to color coordinate, Dairine thinks to herself as she straightens up. Black and white. Dark and light.

"Hey!!" she yells across the rooftop. "Leaving me out of your little standoff is very rude!"

[stealsyourheart]

Stay out of this, ojou-chan, the wind says.

"Give us the jewel, KID."

A gloved hand tosses the gem up and down so it catches the moonlight.

"It's not Pandora, you know"

[wizard_redfive]

Dairine scowls at the voice. "What if I don't wanna stay out of it? He's got a gun. I can't just stand here and do nothing!"

It does stop her from running headlong into the fray though. Instead Dairine starts to walk closer, though perhaps still at a safe distance.

She frowns. Under her breath she mutters to herself.

"Was there a jewel in the story of Pandora's box?" Dairine doesn't think so, but it's been some time since she covered Greek mythology.

[stealsyourheart]

You'll just be in the way the wind says.

On the roof, they seem frozen in tableau, all attention on the jewel being tossed up and down, up and down, up and down.

But as Dairine comes closer... the gun swivels around to face her.

"Then give it to me, or I'll shoot her."