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originally posted in:The New Dojo
11/12/2017 3:46:58 AM
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"I can enter and try to do something to make it not a nightmare...?"
Bedlam didn't seem so sure.
"I'm not used to using powers constructively."
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"Don't you do that all the time," Lunar asked. The Ghost was concerned for his guardian.
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"Hell no. I'm used to destroying and causing mayhem. But...I like her enough to try and help. So, with your permission, being her ghost, I'll help her."
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"Do your best," the Ghost requested.
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"Eh, this'll be fun." He winked at the ghost in a joking manner before placing his forehead against Sarah's, entering whatever nightmare or dream she may or may not be having.
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[spoiler]Deep s**t incoming.[/spoiler] Since he was fast enough to beat any dreams or nightmares to her mind, he saw it. The representation of herself, truly. It was was rather ridiculously familiar. This image was horrifying. The Warlock looked beat up, covered in scars and open cuts, her armor just as battered as her face, as she kneeled. She was holding up a giant tornado-like pillar of cloud that weighed down on her back along with a layer of the sameclouds that hid the sky or maybe the ceiling. Nothing was helping her hold up the weight, but he saw a few crumpled stone pillars and ruins to her left and right.
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"Oh, Sarah..." Bedlam walked over, if he even could in the dreamscape, an expression of worry. "You're so broken....Can you hear me, Sarah? I'll help you. I know what it's like to be broken and beaten in every way. I'll heal you."
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Edited by Splashback77: 11/12/2017 5:14:00 AM"That's... what they all say," she croaked, "But some pieces.... of them... were swept up. I've been... doing my best. But their l.... support would only... keep it off me... for short periods... of time. Not long enough... for me... to heal...."
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"Mind if I give it a shot?" Bedlam attempted to lift all of the weight off Sarah. "Might kill myself doing this, but eh...I've never let death stop me before."
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"No," her voice was hoarse, "It's my memories. My burden. I don't want to share them." Her gaze fell upon the ruins to her right.
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"Why? Come on, let me share the burden. That's what friends are for, Sarah. They exist to help you when you need it." He followed her gaze before turning back to her. "Let me have it, Sarah. I promise you I won't let you down...and I never promise anything so that means a lot."
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She groaned. She tried to force it back, standing with one knee facing towards the anamoly. This strong knee buckled as the groaned again. She was back to nearly on her hands and knees, "You... won't believe... how much it's grown. And how fast. I can... barely... lift... it... but it's my burden. And everyone... who I let... close enough... to see it... are dead..."
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"Yeah well, I've died like, twice and I'm still kicking. I won't die on you, Sarah. I'm not going anywhere. Did I get overly attached to you considering we just met? Maybe, but I don't care. I care about you and want to share this burden. Please, give it to me before you die. I'll hold it while you heal." He pleaded her to let him help.
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She was reluctant, but she agreeed, "It'll.. attack you," she warned. She would've gestured for him to come take if she had the strength. But she looked like she was about to collapse. All the pressure must have hurt.
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Bedlam got down to her position and began to lift up as much weight as he could so Sarah wouldn't have to. "I'll be fine...hopefully." He chuckled, smiling as always.
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It went off of her, and she collapsed. He took the weight. It pressured down on him, stirring his worst memories, and showing him her worst. Between those flashes it showed her current state. After the 7th or 8th she had started to glow, her wounds starting to heal.
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Seeing the horrible memories of them both combined seemed to stir him up, causing him to push it up until he was up on one knee. "Damn...I'm such an *sshole..." Despite what was flashing in his mind he managed to weakly laugh.
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Edited by Splashback77: 1/2/2018 11:33:28 PMMore of her memories were brought into the mix. Recalling many bad thing that happened to her. When he saw her collapsed form again, it was still glowing. Her form in this mindscape was also larger, as of him taking off the burden was giving her time to grow stronger.
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"Y'know..." He managed to stand up, holding the weight with his arms and back. "...I wouldn't mind giving you some happy memories to offset these bad ones I'm seeing."
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She wasn't able to aknowledge. She remained collapsed, nearly healed. Just another minute.. she began to awake, rising. Still glowing.
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"Ah, you're finally awake. Almost fully healed? That's awesome. I'm glad I could help here. Gotta say, the memories were starting to make me a tad depressed." He shrugged and joked. "Seriously, let me give you some better memories because these bum me out."
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Edited by Splashback77: 12/9/2017 10:09:00 AM"I'll let you," she replied. Her voice was as strong as it was when they had met. She motioned to the ruins. They rebuilt themselves into stone pillars, taking the weight off Bedlam. "I may have just collapsed, but I still need some rest, I was holding that up for years without rest. Thank you."
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"It was nothing." He laughed some more. "Just glad I could help ya, Sarah."
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She nodded. The scene of the mindscape faded. They were back to reality. He was still on top of her. Lunar must had been standing guard of them.
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Bedlam stayed where he was, snickering. "That was easier than I thought it would be, Lunar. I made that sound like it would be hard or something."
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"You're finally awake. You two have been out for a week," Lunar sighed in relief.
