Namine opened her eyes partway, looking down at the couch she was sitting on. She felt Roxas' eyes on her, but she couldn't bring herself to look up into them--not yet. "I don't know how to not be afraid," she whispered, feeling the tears reappear. She understood now that Smith had wanted her to admit she was afraid of him. He was her biggest fear, whether she admitted it or not.
Well, like I said before, I'm fine either way. xD You can chose; I feel like I always reign over the plots. xP
Namine hummed softly to show that she comprehended Roxas' words. His words surprised her...She had never thought of it that way. But was it possible that Smith really was in her heart? That was a disgusting thought...And a frightening one. She hoped that wasn't the case, but what else could explain her vivid nightmare?
If we went with your plan, we'd have to come up with an ending for Roxas and Namine. But we could just improv that, I'm sure. We're very good at...
Namine exhaled a silent breath, shutting her eyes. No, she couldn't tell Roxas what he said. It had been far too real for comfort, and it made her think of something she did need to ask aloud. "...Do you think it's possible, that even though he's dead, he himself can appear in dreams?" she asked softly. She wasn't sure if the question was clear enough, so she added on something else at that end. "Not just a memory of him, but him."
We better decide soon, since it's coming up pretty quickly. xD
Namine exhaled a silent breath and leaned completely into the back of the couch, the girl tired but not sleepy. She subtly moved closer to Roxas and leaned her head against his upper arm, her eyes shut partway. She knew there was nothing he could do to help with the nightmare situation, not unless she specifically told him what Smith said.
=) No problem, I got off as soon as I realized what happened. xD
Namine nodded slightly, biting her lip again. Smith had said...That what happened in the dream was real enough to change all of reality. Was he telling the truth? He had forced her to admit that she was afraid, but of what? Of him? Or something else? She just didn't know...
I just got on, like, two minutes before you did. xD That's pretty awesome.
You think it's bad or good? Cuz I don't care either way. xD Unfortunately, I would only be able to stay on about another half hour. =/ I need...
Namine felt more tears flood her eyes as she forced them open, her head lifting a tiny bit. "Yeah..." she said softly in agreement. She hated that she had anything to do with Smith in the real world. She hated that he abused her, insulted her, and caused her to lash out at Roxas by not trusting his love. Not only that, but she hated that even after he was dead, he could still haunt her in her dreams.
I actually had thought up something much simpler a few days ago. xD After Roxas and Namine's thing, Namine falls asleep again right around the...
Namine shook her head slightly, her hair moving into her face a bit. "There's nothing for you to be sorry for," she whispered, one tear sliding down her cheek. She brought up her free hand and immediately wiped it away without thought. Roxas had no reason to feel guilty; He couldn't control her dreams.
Sure. xD What'd you have in mind? We sure will. ;3
Namine bit her lip, keeping her eyes shut as she forced herself to continue, Roxas' touch encouraging her. "He...spoke to me exactly like he would have in real life," she said softly. "He insulted me and said a lot of stuff that...frightened me." She had a hard time saying any of this, because it only reminded her of the specific things he had said to her.
I'm pretty sure. xD Yeah, I think it'll be adorable. ;3
Namine shut her eyes, feeling the tears reappear. She couldn't break down; She had to tell Roxas about the rest of the haunting dream. She took in a breath and then released it, unsure of how to proceed.
A letter? I'm pretty sure we never talked about that. xD But yes, that's the main gist of it with Roxas and Namine. He goes to her house, she's...
"...But a man in a white mask chased me and eventually grabbed me," Namine said softly, keeping her gaze lowered. That, though wasn't what terrified her. "I hit his mask off and saw his face," she said even more quietly. Those words were almost whispered, and her next three were completely hushed. "It was Smith."
