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Nov. 15th, 2011 03:16 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
This dream again.
It's so unoriginal.
It starts in the middle. Like an action movie, the scene disjointed and coming together. It's not a movie though. And Shizuo's not dreaming from an audience perspective, he's right in the middle of it when it begins. But for Lion, visiting, it begins with the room. It's Kasuka's apartment. It's torn to bits, like a hurricane came right through. Even one of the walls has a sizable hole in it.
There's a small, orange body at Lion's feet. It's furred and broken. It's not the main tragedy of the room, however.
In front of her a blond man in a bartender uniform holds another young man to the floor--it's easy to tell immediately that they're related. The younger man is a beauty, absolutely gorgeous--but his features match the man above him well enough to easily catch the resemblance. Then again, if the man in the bartender suit weren't emanating rage and killing intent, he'd probably be called feminine, or delicate-looking as well. The major difference is the raw emotion on the blond's face, his unleashed fury contrasts the almost robotic blankness of the younger man's expression.
To Shizuo, this dream is terrible. To Shizuo, the dream starts with awareness of Kasuka, of his own fingers around Kasuka's throat and the sensation of his brother's flesh giving way so easily beneath the pressure, until--
There's a squelching noise, a snap of bone. Shizuo actually beheads the younger man with his bare hands, by doing nothing but exerting force and squeezing his neck with his fingers.
It's so unoriginal.
It starts in the middle. Like an action movie, the scene disjointed and coming together. It's not a movie though. And Shizuo's not dreaming from an audience perspective, he's right in the middle of it when it begins. But for Lion, visiting, it begins with the room. It's Kasuka's apartment. It's torn to bits, like a hurricane came right through. Even one of the walls has a sizable hole in it.
There's a small, orange body at Lion's feet. It's furred and broken. It's not the main tragedy of the room, however.
In front of her a blond man in a bartender uniform holds another young man to the floor--it's easy to tell immediately that they're related. The younger man is a beauty, absolutely gorgeous--but his features match the man above him well enough to easily catch the resemblance. Then again, if the man in the bartender suit weren't emanating rage and killing intent, he'd probably be called feminine, or delicate-looking as well. The major difference is the raw emotion on the blond's face, his unleashed fury contrasts the almost robotic blankness of the younger man's expression.
To Shizuo, this dream is terrible. To Shizuo, the dream starts with awareness of Kasuka, of his own fingers around Kasuka's throat and the sensation of his brother's flesh giving way so easily beneath the pressure, until--
There's a squelching noise, a snap of bone. Shizuo actually beheads the younger man with his bare hands, by doing nothing but exerting force and squeezing his neck with his fingers.