It's always here.... [OPEN!]

"Have you ever...have a dream that keeps repeating?" she asked. "I know it's a weird question, but I was just wondering...."
She looked down at her lap, the events of her dream playing back in her head, as if it were a real memory. But she hopes and prays it is not a real memory. No, that would not be good. Not good at all. She would do almost anything to keep it from happening....
"And what if the dream....always took place....somewhere you cherish?"

[OOC: I realize I keep referring to my charrie as "Kokoro" but I named her "Candle" is it OK if I change it to Kokoro? Or maybe, she can have both names?]

((Lol Im thinkin' I got confused. But yeah, that'd be fine. She can have both. It could be like a name and a nickname/middle name thing going on.))

Armageddon listened, and blinked. Nope. That hadn't really ever happened. Normally he didn't have dreams, and if he did, they were senseless and made little sense. Never had he had one repeat. "I can't say I have. But, if it was, say, a good dream, then I suppose that it would be okay if it was at a place you cherish. Although, if it happened to be a nightmare, then I suppose it wouldn't be a good thing. Have you ever thought of going to a psychic?" Armageddon looked back at Candle, curious. Perhaps everything would turn out alright for her. She seemed to be a little weirded out, and that was nothing to be afraid of. But maybe she was having prophetic dreams, and the more often it occured, the closer the event was getting. At least, that was what he had read.

"A....psychic?" she blinked. "Uhhh....no, I never thought about that. I thought the dreams would...eventually go away. But they....they...." her eyes began to well up with tears. The images flashed in her head once more. Pain, suffering, screams, cries, loud voices, clashing of swords, and flames. And it all happens right here, at these falls. All before her eyes....

Armageddon looked at the girl. Oh crap. Not tears. He absolutely hated it when people cried. Especially children. Doing a mental palm face, he began to wonder what the dreams were about and what happened. Maybe the nightmare meant something, or perhaps it was just an overactive fragment of her imagination. "Please don't cry. I don't know what I can do to help, but we might be able to find something. Together. Do they occur every night, or just sometimes? Have you ever had a different one in the past?" Armageddon was fixed on solving this girl's problems, even if he was being creepy in the process.

"Huh?" she looked up at him. She was abit startled. He seemed like....he wanted to help, and listen. She wiped the tears from her eyes and started to explain. "The dream....is always the same. They started....it's hard to remember.....maybe when my parents were gone? And it always happens....here. The same thing. I don't have it every night, but they are frequent, and I seem to be having it more often."

Armageddon thought for a moment. "Okay, then. So it is probably like a premonition." What else could it be? Something bad was probably going to happen here sometime soon. Was it going to directly affect that poor little girl? Armageddon's eyes blew in the wind, gently waving before falling back into place. There was something going on here, there had to be. "I don't know how to help you, sorry. But, maybe..." Armageddon looked away for a moment. Poop. How was this gunna work? Sighing, he thought hard for a second. "Perhaps... I don't think there is anything to do. Maybe... is there annything in your dreams that you are afraid of? some strange little phobia that you can't break away from?"

"Afraid...of?" she repeated with wide eyes. She then looked down at her lap. "Well...uhh....there's some people. People I've never met before. And my family. They all feel so close to me, and they are there, too. The people I've never met before....well....their faces are unclear, they seem to be in sillouette, so I don't know who they are. I may have seen them clear a few times, but I cannot remember." she thought hard for a moment. Afraid of? The whole dream scared her....but maybe.... "The ones I love are in pain....we're all suffering....I'm afraid of losing those I....I...." she shut her eyes tightly.

"Love?" He finished her sentence. Armageddon looked at the girl, truly feeling for her. It was a shame that such a young person would have to go through that kind of pain and suffering, all over a dream. More and more, he was beginning to think it to be a warning of the future. The more rapid it was, the closer it was to happening. Or at least, that's what he thought. Shaking his head, he had a feeling that there was nothing he could do to help. There wasn't really anything to try, either. Sighing, he looked at the water. Would it soon be red by being tainted with blood? Hopefully not.

She shut her eyes tightly and nodded. "I see it over and over again. But also...."
She then remembered another detail of her dream. Usually she would forget this part, but it came back to her. Amongst the flames and screams, everything suddenly goes mute. In the distance she could see two people, the two people she longed to see again. "I could see my parents there....smiling at me...."

Armageddon raised both of his eyebrows. That sounded like one creepy dream. He was glad for not being the one who had it, but kind of dissapointed in himself for feeling that way. Candle was, after all, just a young girl. She didn't deserve to have to deal with a dream like that. "Have your parents passed away? Or are they just... gone?" Armageddon knew it was a personal question. One that was potentially hard to answer. Hopefully she wouldn't start crying.