memories are what make us who we are

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who: Bucky and OPEN
what: Memory sharing event (within dreams)
when: October 9th - 23rd
where: Inside dreams
warnings: Torture, forced memory loss, gore, violence, Nazis.

note: I'll be doing a new dream memory for everyone that tags in, if there are specific subjects you would like to avoid then please note them in your tag/subject line and I'll make sure to tailor the dream accordingly. This can also be used for Bucky to view return dream memories. Open to new and old CR, and you don't need to plot with me first; but if you'd prefer to then I can be reached on plurk at bibbety

[Bucky tries not to sleep too often even when there aren't oddities happening when he closes his eyes, but even he can't stay awake forever. He's only human, after all, the serum doesn't change that much about him.

But when he closes his eyes and drifts off, he's not expecting to be standing as an observer of his dream, like it's an incredibly realistic movie, and he's certainly not expecting someone to be stood beside him looking on.]

You're not supposed to be here.

[Depending how late in the event it is, and how many people he's seen in his dreams already, that statement ranges from confusion to tight irritation in tone.]

Comments

[krasnaya_vdova]

I know. I'm sorry.

[The words are genuine, because Ava understands the discomfort of it. Her dreams are not good places, and she knows that his likely aren't either. There's no way that this ends up being a pleasant experience for either of them.]

Whatever this is, I'm not-- This isn't me.

[She feels the need to make the point. She would never do this, not to him of all people. Not like this. She knows so well just what kind of violation it is.]

[anotheroldsoldier]

[Bucky can make himself sleep on command most days. He gets enough to get by. Lately, though, the weird nightmares have been increasing in frequency, getting stranger; that's what this feels like, when he sees the other James Barnes, and he's frowning right off the bat, even here appearing sleep-mussed and casual the way he was when he went to bed.]

Let's agree we both shouldn't be here. [Whatever 'here' is. He turns a critical eye to the sparse surroundings.] I can't figure out if this is another weird dream or somethin' screwy going on.

[supersweet]

[ Jon doesn't flinch, crossing his arms. He's tough for his age and it'll take more than Bucky to get him to back down. ]

It wasn't my fault. What is this?

[inebriety]

[It's the weight of Anthony in his arms that gives this away to Tony. If this was real he shouldn't be able to touch the boy. Anthony peers at Bucky in open curiosity, a mirror image of when Tony was younger.]

An argument could be made for the reverse.

[Anthony and Tony are wearing matching suits although this isn't what Tony went to sleep in.]

Two against one after all. Right, kiddo?

[He adjusts his hold so he can raise his hand up for Anthony to high five.]

[ragnarsson]

[Ivar seems only mildly surprised at being inside Bucky's dream. After having his memories broadcast to the city as a whole, this actually feels a little less invasive. He recognizes straight away they're not awake. For one thing, he's standing and walking. His subconscious mind doesn't limit his body the way he has in the waking world.]

I know. But here we are.

[He peers around, face both intent and curious. Much as he hates this lack of privacy, he can't help but wonder at getting this glimpse of the past Bucky is so reluctant to talk about.]

Where is here, anyway?

[buildsomething]

[Tony stills at the voice -- it's a familiar one -- and slowly turns towards it's owner with a wariness he's mostly lost in the waking world. He's had these dreams before, the ones where Barnes turns up. It just remains to be seen who's supposed to kill who tonight. Neither version is ever particularly pleasant.

The hint of confusion in Barnes' tone, though, that's new. It's throwing off the script and Tony frowns at him.]

Aren't I?

[somnioergosum]

[Since running into each other some months before, Ronan has seen Bucky only in passing. Under different circumstances, he wouldn't mind another encounter, but he understands this is a violation. He's just really bad at expressing that sentiment.]

Trust me, I'd leave if I could. You're not exactly the man of my dreams.

[redtailedhawke]

[ It's not the first time Hawke has walked through another's dreams, even before arriving here, but that she is recognized at all as a separate entity automatically is already a good sign. Such as one is. ]

... For a number of reasons. [ The primary being: she is not a mage. The Fade should not be open to her like this. It takes immense power or a careful ritual to enable the sharing of a dream, as far as she knows, and she certainly doesn't remember consenting to this trip.]

[stevegrogers]

You wouldn't believe how many times I hear that a day.

[ A poor excuse for a joke but he wanted to at least attempt to lighten the air churning around them so oppressive and thick. Taking a step closer, he dared to reach out and try to squeeze Bucky's arm, in comfort mostly but also to see if he had fallen asleep himself.

He tried to not sleep if he could help it because of what happened when he did. ]

What is this? What's going on, Buck?