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Been considering apping here but aren't sure if it's for you? Post a comment here with the character in question as if they were in the game. The usual rules of character dreams apply, which is to say that for the most part there aren't any.

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[ At the very edge of the platform, standing alone in the echo-y expanse of a very grandiose, very empty train station, Abel is doing his best impression of a patient man. It's not very good. ]

Ah... Haha, I can't possibly be the only one taking this train, can I? That's really ridiculous. I mean, you'd think the tickets might have been cheaper, if that was the case, and...

[ Stress dreams are the worst. ]

Just where in the world is everybody!?

[Surely an adorable baby sister won't make a stress dream worse. Despite that little judgmental stare. Because a empty train station. Abel, she is disappointed but not surprised.]

Away of course! I warned them a terribly clumsy oaf of a man was heading this way.

[ He's having an off-day!! If she's mean to him, he might just run away crying to find an adult. Really.

...For now, though, he just calmly accepts her sudden appearance. Because this is a dream. And he has bigger fish to fry. ]

Wha- What? Why would you say such terrible things!? Really awful! Now I'm going to miss my train, and I'm going to get into trouble...!

[Hard to find someone more adult then people as old as dirt like them.

But alas, she sighs. It's almost a sigh that changes into a light laugh, melodramatic brother she missed you.]

Because surely missing a train is the worst thing can happen. The world is going to end ... again.

[ But speaking solely in terms of maturity...

Almost as if she'd struck him, he starts and then clams up just as quick, all trace of petulant complaint gone from his tone and expression. He can't quite keep all of the hurt from showing behind his surprise. ]

...Why would you say a thing like that?

[Then there's a situation.

She furrows her brows together, maybe the slightest bit confused as to what the problem was with saying it. The world didn't completely end after all.]

I thought you'd be able to take a joke about it.

[ Oh, Seth. Abel and objectivity about the past are simply never meant to be together.

His reply is no harsh reprimand, though; he only sounds clearly resigned, softer, quieter than before. ]

How could I ever joke about a thing like that?

[No. No, she is not dealing with this issue.

She's going to walk right up to him, nearly toe to toe and look at him with clear determination. Even though convincing him to let go of the past is a losing battle and she knows it.]

You survived it, Abel. You lived through something that ended lesser beings. Guilt yourself for surviving all you want but you have to know that's not helping anyone. Not you, not your friends or family.

[ "Lesser beings"? That stings a little, that cutting reminder of his perceived superiority. Perhaps he'd have earned a bit more confidence in this feat of survival if he hadn't also been a major factor in the destruction of the world.

Or, really, if he'd just not been himself. A truly hopeless case. ]

My guilt is not their burden to carry. I won't allow it to drag anyone else down with me. I'm not that careless person, anymore.

If you weren't that careless person anymore, you wouldn't be the cause of pain for people who should be important to you. But why should anyone's feelings matter? It's not like you care about anyone aside from Lilith and her ghost.

[She's bitter and there's no attempt to disguise it. He should know how angry she is that he wasn't around for so many centuries. Along with the jealousy that now even in her death, Lilith was the force that kept her from having her brother by her side.

The sad fact was time was not capable of healing all wounds. Somehow it had only made twisted those feelings and make them worse.]

That's not true, Seth.

[ He's surprised - or, perhaps, he will be when he wakes up (dreams of Seth have never behaved in this way, any honest way) - but it's a drop in the ocean, still. Nothing will ever be enough to shake him from his guilt. ]

I do care, but I can't just-- [ He falters, searching for some small consolation, anything that won't just upset her further, but it's a losing battle, either way. ] ...I'm sorry. But I can't change the way things are.

[A losing battle she fought in the real world more then once. It always brought about unpleasant feelings. Feelings not even dreams could make disappear. The only benefit is that this time it is happening in a dream so she might not remember it come morning.]

You had plenty of time to change how things could have been and I gave you an opportunity to as well. You choose not to take these chances.

I can't. I can't just abandon the rest of the world. My life... The way it is, now, I have at least a chance to make sure history doesn't repeat itself. To make up for just a fraction of what I've done.

[ The sound of regret is overwhelming in his reply. He wishes for some perfect argument to assuage her anger, but he knows, of course, that he wouldn't deserve that, either. She should be angry with him. She should hate him. That's the kind of existence he's earned. ]

And... In the end, even if I knew without a doubt that there was nothing more I could do to atone, I still wouldn't deserve that kindness.

[Yo bro. Have a golden hair twin munching on fish and chips while he's watching you. Usually if he had a choice he'd dream of the younger incarnation of his twin (as demented as he could be Cain was at least used to him). What was the older one doing here?]

Probably running for cover before Seth arrives. Her shin kicks aren't something to take lightly, Abel.

[He adds in with a laugh.] It's no secret you are her favorite punching bag.

[ In the waking world, under the certain light of day, Abel might not even have recognized him, but here, of course - there is only one person in the world who looks as he does, who speaks as he does.

But for all of his horror and grief and fury, instantaneous upon recognizing him, Abel is not entirely blind. This is Cain, not simply the monster who wears his face in all the rest of Abel's dreams, and his anger fizzles out just as quickly as it came to him.

The realization doesn't stop the dream itself from darkening somewhat, just around the edges, but when he answers, there is only reluctant agreement in his voice. ]

She's... Meaner than she used to be, you know.

[Cain is quick to take notice. He's been having these strange dreams for some time. The constants like Buffy and Minato always remind him to take notice of everything while he dreams; after all he's never met them in the city or back home. Cain can't shake the feeling something was very different about this one. This Abel seemed surprised to see him like this... Why would he dream this? Was this going to be a nightmare?]

I realized that some time ago... [The food is gone as Cain cautiously approaches Abel. He's waiting for something bad to happen. He's hoping if it does Buffy or Minato would swoop in and take him off to a nicer, safer dream.]

She's had to endure a lot all by herself. We talk about it sometimes.

[ It's a nightmare of a sort, but in Abel's bad dreams, the worst fates always tend to befall him, the living few he has left to protect-- And in this way, Cain is more or less immune - because he's already dead and buried, in Abel's mind.

He doesn't move, as Cain comes closer, though it's sorely tempting to turn and simply wish him away, again, like the phantom he is. Even in sleep, Abel doesn't believe him to be real, and he thinks he really could make him disappear, if he only wanted it enough. ]

It's been such a long time since I've seen her... But it's still strange to think she's changed so much.

Maybe if you came by more often... [Cain starts gently before dismissing it. That wasn't the point either of them were going at.]

Between us I miss the days when she was a tiny little thing that clung to Lilith's hip. She was happier then.

[As happy as a toddler who was regularly experimented on could be anyways.]

If I 'came by'...?

[ He says it like it's so casual, and for a moment, Abel turns to him with genuine surprise - but it's difficult to look at Cain for long, this person who is a stranger to him, now, more than anyone. ]

...Mm. Maybe. [ But Abel doesn't know anything about happiness, back then. And of all of them, he thinks, he might have been cruelest to Seth, from the start. Indifferent. ] I suppose my memory isn't what it used to be.

Yes. You hardly ever come over. [Cain stares at him for a moment wondering why that would surprise him... until it dawns back on him again. Oh yes there was something strange going on here.]

Maybe we should be getting you fish then. It might help that old man memory of yours.

[ He really is having the strangest dream. Dismissing that incomprehensible chatter as one does when faced with an unthinkable turn of imaginary events, Abel has the good grace to try, at least, to sound faintly amused at that casual dig. ]

I've never liked that greasy fish, you know. I'd prefer something sweet.

Like chocolates or caramels? [Cain asks with good cheer.] We can get them right now if you like.

Oh, but--

[He looks around, again, somewhat anxiously, and when he speaks, next, it seems he's talking more to himself than to Cain.]

I'm still waiting for that train. If I leave this spot, I'm liable to miss it, entirely... And my boss won't be pleased, if she has to foot the bill for a second ticket.

[Cain laughs softly.] I don't think the train will be coming, Abel.

[ No, no, but he's absolutely convinced! ] But I can already hear the whistle. It's just too late; I really can't afford to leave this spot, now.

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