12703/Just a Dream...Or is it

Just a Dream...Or is it
Date of Scene:	06 September 2022
Location:	Chelsea Residences
Synopsis:	Artemis has a very real nightmare, Atrid tries to comfort her.
Cast of Characters:	Artemis Crock, Atrid

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Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock had been getting settled into her new room at Jade's luxurious apartment..But with her past sins weighing heavily on her mind, she was up all night, sifting through notes, working on an action plan, really burning the midnight oil, by the time she came to bed she was tired and mumbling aloud to herself about incoherent things that made no sense.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen wanders in making his way directly for Art's room, he hadn't heard from her and that was very unlike her to go this long with no contact, at least as far as the time they'd been dating. He barges into the room looking around one arm encased in flames the other in ice. "Art, Love you here? Where....What the fuck has happened??"

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock turns suddenly towards the door, staring blankly at him...No, staring *through* him, as if she didn't..Recognize him. In fact, she looks utterly...Spooked. "You! You're not real! No way...This isn't happening!" she turns on the lights, hoping it makes him go away. Or at least she tries to turn on the lights. Is this one of those annoying dreams within a dream? Those suck, and lights never work properly, Grr..

The lights flicker on and off, and her eyes widen even more, shaking her head, backing away from him. "But, but I killed your..No way you're still alive, it's not possible! I saw you fall, I saw you die..." she rubs her eyes, pinching herself, "This isn't possible! Am I still dreaming? Dammit, gotta wake up!"

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen moves closer extinguishing the flames and letting the ice fall away. He pulls her into a tight hug kissing her deeply passionately. "Art, Art it's Atrid, it's your guy, the man who took you out and showed you New York!"

    Atrid slaps her softly in the way one would to try and get someone to snap out of it and come back to reality. "Come on baby girl, wake up, snap out of this for me please....come back to me... we swore we'd not leave each other." He whispers holding her close. "Who the hell did this to you?!?! Tell me and I'll flambe his sorry ass!"

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock is suddenly starting to hyperventilate now, struggling, pulling away from him, a look of fear in her eyes. "No no no! I killed you! Are you saying I didn't...? Maybe it's not murder...?" well one can only hope. Dark eyes are already searching his chest for that fatal wound.

"How? Why? What is this, what's going on? I must be dreaming still!" when he tries to kiss her, she freaks and ducks, running for the washroom, turning on the tap, splashing her face in water. "Wake up wake up wake up!"

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen throws ice onto the Water and touches her skin with his hand encased in ice. "Stop Art, It's Atrid, CryoPyre...You're boyfriend the guy who's not running from you ever." He whispers holding her closer. "Snap out of it tell me who did this to you."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock gasps as he touches her skin with ice cold ice, staggering back against the mirror as some unseen force suddenly slams her against the wall. Tears stream down her cheeks and she sobs uncontrollably, "Nonono! I'm not a...I'm soooo sorrry ! I'm so sorry sorry! I...I'm a horrible person, you're right..I'm a monster! I don't deserve to live..What I did..It's unforgivable! I'm so....."

She blinks slowly as he steps closer, whispering something into her ear that seems to get through to her. "Huh......A...Trid..? What? What's going on?" she blinks slowly, seeming a bit more there but drowsy, spooked, scared, glancing around with a gasp, peering around. "What? where did he go? What the hell just happened?!"

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen holds her close and kisses her adoringly. "Art, talk to me sweet girl. Where did who go, clearly someone from your past. Someone dead, that you killed. Tell me who mind fucked you sweet heart, I'll barbecue you them and then freeze the left overs." He growls in no uncertain terms. "I'll killem for what they've done to you!"

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock sighs, leaning tiredly against him, squeezing her eyes shut. She's still hyperventilating, but seems to be calming down a bit at his touch, although her cheeks are still wet with tears that just keep on coming.

"I don't know...Am I going mad? I saw him, the man I killed...Other people I had wronged..All of them...Demanding revenge..It was..Horrible. I just..." she sniffles, "I couldn't..."

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen shakes his head and slides down to the floor with her. "Shhh shhhh.... it's ok... im here I know those demons....I know that pain....and I know the brutal reality of all that black on ones soul." Atrid whispers softly.

    "Tell me who did this to you. Let me hunt them down please! Let me destroy them for hurting my girl!" He begs and pleads with her tears in his own eyes.

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock sighs, sinking down on the floor, hugging her legs to her chest. "I dont know! It's like a really really realistic dream. Maybe it was just a dream, but it felt so real...Maybe I just..Just lacking sleep." she smiles faintly at him, even though she's never experienced something so..So real before. So frightening.

And then she fiercely wipes away the tears, looking away. "I'm such an idiot, I made you worry over nothing. I'm sure that's all it is. Lack of sleep. I..." she sighs, "I didn't want you to see me like this, looking all weak and vulnerable and stupid."

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen shakes his head back and forth. "Art, when are you going to stop trying to lie to me darlin?" He asks softly. "This isn't just lack of sleep hallucinations, not that real." He looks around. "So please for the love of all that is sacred tell me who did this to you."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock sighs, shaking her head again, "I dont know! I really don't...I just..Fell asleep, and these ghosts kept haunting me." she blinks, glancing at him with a slight frown, "You think someone attacked me telepathically? But, they sure covered their tracks well..If only there were a dream mancer or telepath I could talk to. Someone who could delve into my mind, figure out who was messing with me...This makes me so mad.." but right now, she seems more scared and tired than mad.

"Atrid, I can't even think about this right now, there's so much at stake. I just..." she yawns again, reaching out suddenly to clutch his hands. "Stay with me, tonight...?"

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen smiles and nods his head to her request. "Of course I'll stay with you. Tonight and any other nights you need." He says softly kissing Art's hands. "I promised I'd always be here, and here I shall always be." He says with a soft smile. "But yes I think someone mind fucked you to bring this garbage on." He strokes her hair softly. "Telepath, I might be able to help with that, if you don't mind me asking one of the X-Men for help."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock smiles, curling up against him, not really caring if they're still sitting on the floor of the bathroom. "Thank you. You've been so good to me. I'm..Not used to it, really. No one ever really sticks around for long." She arches a brow, "Oh, the X-men? You think they'd help me? I mean..Hopefully I'm on their good side, got to hang out with a bunch of friendly mutants at the skate park the other day.." She chuckles a bit, although her voice is still a bit shaky.

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen picks her up and carries her to the bed. "That all depends on whom these friendly mutants are." He shrugs. "Some are with organizations that aren't so...friendly with us." He says lying her in her bed and curling up next to Art. "But as one who's training to be one I might be able to get her to help." Atrid says kissing her softly. "Do you remember any of whom these mutants were, names or codenames?"

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock blinks in surprise as he carries her to the bed, but is currently too tired to protest. "Huh, Artrid..." she sighs, clinging tightly to him. Yeah, she'll yell at him tomorrow..Except..She feels safe now. Comfortable. Maybe it's not so bad to be pampered.

"Oh, I dunno...There was Sam..Rahne, Bunny, Kitora. Oh she was interesting, flew in all glowy red and flashy, had some kind of gravity power..Do you know any of them?"

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen nods his head. "Kitora, and Sam I know. Sam and I were close in age at school I think. Kitora is in school now, so don't get two close and friendly." He teases with a wink. "She's a senior this year though, but yea at the x mansion. Though she should know better than to be using her powers so openly and brazenly in a public skate park." He shakes his head and chuckles knowing what she thinks about being carried. "Don't even think about yellin at me over this. I will take care of you like it or not love."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock smiles, stroking his face. "It's okay, I think it was a mutant park. I just slipped in because...Well, I guess I was curious." she tilts her head, "I wonder how they would feel about me if they knew I wasn't a mutant? Oh, but the other red headed girl, Rahne, I guess she's a werewolf? That's pretty cool.."

As for yelling at him, she just chuckles, shaking her head, wrapping her arms around him, pulling him closer. "Nah, you're only trying to help..Just...I'm not used to it, is all. I'm used to caring for myself, not depending on anyone else. I guess...I didn't want to look weak but, maybe I'm okay, like this. But only with you."

She sighs tiredly, kissing his neck softly, curling up more tightly against him. "Maybe secretly...I like the attention.."

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen smiles and laughs. "Rahne...ok ok...now I know who yer talking about. Yea it's ok, but fire and ice way cooler, and totally on fire." He teases with a wink as he kisses her back folding her in his arms. "Your weakness is balanced by my strength I'm your strength when you need to be weak." He kisses Art again. "But only in front of me will you be weak and that is something that I will never take for granted." Nuzzling her neck he speaks again.

    "You're right I am trying to help you, and I know you'd do the same for me if the roles were reversed." He says with a nod. "So now, there you have it no need to feel upset, or worried. As to how they'd react if they found out you weren't a mutant, you're with one of their own and showed no animosity I'd say they'll be fine with you."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock nods. "Yeah..." she sighs, squeezing her eyes shut for moment, "I'm sure it'll be okay, but...Do we really have time to be scoping out my mind right now? I just...I want to deal with this Shadow X thing. I dont want anymore mutants getting hurt. I just..Need to plan harder, try harder, move faster..."

She yawns tiredly, is she really in the right frame of mind to play hero right now?

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen shakes his head and holds her close kissing Art softly. "No love. Get your brain unscrewed, and fixed first. We can get back to shadow X after. But for right now we must take care of you first." He says softly kissing her. "First your health and well being then everything else. We will save the rest of the mutants, but we can't do that if your brain is all twisted up and warped."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock nods. "I guess I'm not in the right frame of mind to do anything right now...So what do we do til then, wait for your friend at that Xmen place to maybe peek at my mind?" she frowns at a thought, hesitant. "I'm...Not sure I like the idea of someone peeking at all my private thoughts though.."

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen shrugs. "I mean that's the only way to find out what was done, and who did it." He cuddles closer. "Besides it'll get this fixed for you love. Than we can figure out the rest of? But first let's fix you, and I mean I might be able to get her to come here, or if you know someone you trust more. I just ask to be there to make sure nothing goes wrong."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock shakes her head. "Don't really have a lot of contacts besides criminals who'd probably want my head.." she laughs faintly at that. "I...Don't really trust strangers to get inside my head. But I do trust you. If you think she's reliable then I'll take your word for it.."

She frowns, "Although it still leaves me a bit anxious. I hate it, feeling vulnerable like this. Why would someone attack me like this? What do they get out of it, besides some sick twisted sense of power? I dunno.."

Atrid has posed:
Atrid Torsen shakes his head back and forth. "On that one my dear I don't know." He says softly. "Maybe nothing, maybe something, won't know until we figure out who it was that did this to you."

Artemis Crock has posed:
Artemis Crock smiles and nods. "Then we'll figure it out tomorrow. Right now, I'm sooo tired, and as long as you're here at my side, I think maybe I'll finally get a good night's rest. Maybe we both will.." she sighs tiredly, cuddling up to him sleepily, and in no time at all, she's fallen asleep, clearly exhausted from the night's adventure.