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milliways_bar - OOM dream the eighth, ninth... you get the idea
[OOC: Though it plays as one dream, it covers a series of days - about a week or so - and is oddly linear, but still, mostly a dream...]
Van Helsing is asleep in yet another borrowed room... this one at the Vatican where he gets some much-needed sleep as he awaits his new assignment.
As he sleeps...
...he begins to dream...
Van Helsing is asleep in yet another borrowed room... this one at the Vatican where he gets some much-needed sleep as he awaits his new assignment.
As he sleeps...
...he begins to dream...

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"You don't know why I'm here, then?"
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"How would I know that?"
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"There has to be a reason for me being here, hasn't there?"
He kneels.
"And not just, 'to keep you from sleeping'."
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"I'm tired. You figure it out."
He rolls away again.
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"If I'm not allowed to sleep, then you aren't, either. Now get back here and help me figure this out, won't you?"
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He mumbles, "Not that I was sleeping all that well anyway."
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"Anything at all. You're a master of the supernatural. Ignoring my presence, do you feel anything unusual in this place?"
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"Only thing I 'sense' is Carl moving around in the lab."
Then he looks into David's eyes - not on purpose, that just happens to be where his gaze lands after he blinks - and his breath catches for the briefest of moments, nearly imperceptible.
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"Nothing else?"
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"I don't know."
But perhaps there shouldn't be... that.
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Shouldn't be what?
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"Should remember that people can hear me when I do that."
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He snorts.
"Now what is it you think I want?"
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"Me."
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"Why do you think that?"
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"I need to sleep."
Denial? No. But not admittance either.
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"Tell me to stop."
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"I want your name, please."
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Just because he's tired, doesn't mean he's suddenly stupid.
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"I will not be moaning your surname."
His hand slides down, between Van Helsing's legs.
"Please."
It's not begging; he wouldn't beg.
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"You haven't earned it yet."
A low moan at the hand between his legs.
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