009 | Video

[second_first]

[Rei is sitting on her bed with her knees drawn up and her arms wrapped around her legs. The room is dimly lit except for light coming through a thin crack in her curtains. Her face is turned away from the camera as she looks out through the space in the curtains. The bandages she had been sporting as she moved through people's dreams are absent in reality, though there is mottled bruising on her forearms.]

So that is dreaming.

[She's silent and unmoving for several long moments.]

A waste of time.

[She goes back to staring out the window. The feed times out.]

Comments

[helena-campbell.livejournal.com]

It's not a waste of time!

[demiurgos-girl.livejournal.com]

Why do you say that?

[second-first.livejournal.com]

I see no point.

[second-first.livejournal.com]

Is it supposed to be enjoyable?

[helena-campbell.livejournal.com]

Maybe you're just not looking hard enough.

[demiurgos-girl.livejournal.com]

Not necessarily. Mine was a happy one.

[second-first.livejournal.com]

I remember.

[second-first.livejournal.com]

Dreams are the result of the subconscious mind discarding data to prevent overload of the conscious mind.

[She found a book about it after she woke up. :|]

[demiurgos-girl.livejournal.com]

Me too. That's the place where I used to live. I took care of it, and it took care of me, too.

I'd never want to forget it.

[helena-campbell.livejournal.com]

...[Helena has no idea what to say to that.] Did you get that out of an encyclopedia or something?

[second-first.livejournal.com]

[Instead of answering out loud, Rei picks up a book from the library about dreams and sleep and holds it up to the camera.]

[second-first.livejournal.com]

You relive it at night?

[helena-campbell.livejournal.com]

Right, well, I bet the people who wrote it never had a dream in their life.

[demiurgos-girl.livejournal.com]

Now and then.

Sometimes I remember things I've forgotten. Even just thinking about the way the sun feels... isn't the same as feeling the sun.

[second-first.livejournal.com]

I hadn't.

[second-first.livejournal.com]

Isn't feeling it better?

[helena-campbell.livejournal.com]

Yeah, well... You didn't like it?

[demiurgos-girl.livejournal.com]

Yeah. Just like the way I felt it in that dream.

It's never a substitute for the real thing, though.

[second-first.livejournal.com]

There was no point.

[second-first.livejournal.com]

[...]

I was in Eva. I saw Lilith.

[helena-campbell.livejournal.com]

Some dreams don't, I guess. But even if it doesn't have a point, that doesn't mean it's a waste of time!

[demiurgos-girl.livejournal.com]

The first angel? [She remembers that much from her odd conversations with Rei.]

[second-first.livejournal.com]

Second. Adam came first.

[second-first.livejournal.com]

Why?

[youwillbe-mist.livejournal.com]

[Well this throws Mukuro in a loop. He's seen this girl in his dreams before, but because she was the one to not look out of place he didn't actually figure her to be...real.

But no matter. He'll just repay the favor now and stare at Rei over the network screen until she notices.]