Sweet dreams are made of...?

[grandtheftmecha]

[Filtered to friends minus Tasuku (if he even counts :3)]

Anyone know anything about dream meanings? I'd just guess that I was going some kind of special crazy if I tried to analyze myself, and I'm hoping that I'm just a little off about that.

So, uh, the dream was... a musical. Like, real life was like a musical, while we were doing our thing, even while we were fighting.

Oh, and if any of you who got this tell anyone that didn't about it, you know what's coming.

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[driftingpersona.livejournal.com]

*Julius really shouldn't have hacked the filter. He didn't know what it was covering after all. And it WAS Katina's, not that he was worried about her hurting him or anything. Or perhaps, he didn't really care if she tried to. But it was kind of personal and he sort of felt guilty afterwards. Nevertheless he did it so he might as well read it...*

((Feel free to have her catch him in the act, either via computer or in person. He is in the Hangar in a corner taking a break from working.))

[grandtheftmecha.livejournal.com]

*Ooo what's Julius up to on his computer? He certainly seems distracted, and Katina's on her way out anyways.

She sneaked up slowly, quietly, peering over his shoulder...*

What?!

1/2

[driftingpersona.livejournal.com]

Crap.

2/2

[driftingpersona.livejournal.com]

Uh... You're gonna punch me now aren't you?

[grandtheftmecha.livejournal.com]

Too short.

Set down the computer now.

[driftingpersona.livejournal.com]

*He sets his computer down in the corner. This is going to hurt, that he knows. The question is how and how much. Rather than saying anything else he decides to accept whatever punishment she decides to dish out. He's probably felt worse after all. And in principle he is the fuck up here.*

[grandtheftmecha.livejournal.com]

*Boot to the head! Katina picked a nice, solid piece of head that wouldn't kill Julius, but he might get a concussion from it.*

[driftingpersona.livejournal.com]

*Julius is used to such things and he rolls with the kick ending up on his back on the floor. Still hurts though, and the lingering bruises from that Angel weren't making it any better. But eh, he had lived through worse. He doesn't speak for a moment out of disorientation.*

Ow... You pack a wollup...

*He looks up at her.*

If its any consolation... I think the dream is awesome.

[grandtheftmecha.livejournal.com]

That was something I really didn't want just anyone looking at you know!

Next time you look at something like that without asking I won't go so easy on you.

...

Weird-ass dream...

[driftingpersona.livejournal.com]

Yeah... I didn't know what it was. I couldn't help but be curious once I saw it though.

My curiosity got the best of me.

[grandtheftmecha.livejournal.com]

Just because you aren't a cat doesn't mean that it won't backfire on you.

...Alex and I wanted to know if you liked musicals.

[driftingpersona.livejournal.com]

Yep. Musicals are awesome.

[grandtheftmecha.livejournal.com]

I'll go... tell her that before I feel like kicking you again.

*She stalks off.*

[driftingpersona.livejournal.com]

That could have ended worse... ow.

*Julius picks up his computer and then heads to the med bay. A few hours of regeneration and recuperation later and he's fine.*