[ on the other hand.... nightmares are nothing new to rapunzel. she's been having them intermittently ever since her hair grew back. but the dreams always circled back to her hair, or the rocks, this is an entirely new situation for her. for once, she's not seeing it through her own eyes -- but someone else's entirely. what's happening is familiar though --- watching someone die while she (he?) is helpless to stop it. desperately wanting to fix it with her-- his --- own power, and it all being for nothing. death is inevitable. love can't stop it. ]
[ rapunzel wakes up gasping, her eyes wet with tears. ]
Okita --- no --- please, don't! Let me fix it, I have to fix....
[ it was so immersive it takes her a moment to realize she isn't a sword, and that she's now awake. pascal hugs her cheeks, patting her to try to get her to calm down. ]
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[ rapunzel wakes up gasping, her eyes wet with tears. ]
Okita --- no --- please, don't! Let me fix it, I have to fix....
[ it was so immersive it takes her a moment to realize she isn't a sword, and that she's now awake. pascal hugs her cheeks, patting her to try to get her to calm down. ]