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Dec. 18th, 2004 06:46 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
kittydesadeWeird-ass dream, and I'm writing it down so I don't forget it.
Something about a child. My child, I think. My child that someone's kidnapped? Not sure. I'm going out hunting with Logan, and packing up. Except we're being watched. And for some reason we're at my aunt's farm. I don't know anymore. It's all fuzzy except the last bit. Sabretooth comes over (still looking like Tyler Mane, btw) and I feel a little bad about duping him, but I have to. Otherwise someone won't let me go. That someone turns out to be Kevin Bacon, or someone played by him, who shows up at the last minute and crashes all the lights in the house and comes stalking me with a kitchen knife. Except for some reason I can see in the dark, and he's forgotten this. So I'm in what seems to be a back kitchen, almost like an industrial kitchen or food prep area, with two other women. One's my age, one's slightly older. And while I'm grabbing him and twisting his knife hand behind his back and he's giving me this nasty grin that says I may have forgotten you can see in the dark but I'll get you eventually I'm just twisting his hand behind his belt and standing behind him. And then one of the women stabs him in the stomach. And for some reason this bothers me, 'cause I wrap my hand around and press to the wound (after he touches it with his free hand, doing the usual stare-at-own-blood thing) and tell one of the women to go get help. So I'm applying pressure from this very awkward position, and he's being wry and cynical about it as he tries to talk to me, stumbling, and I'm telling him to hang on. I get the feeling things weren't always this way between us, that we were friends/partners/comrades-at-arms/lovers or something like that, once. And then the dream fades and I wake up.
Almost as weird as the Gaming-With-Watts dream. Hey,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
adsartha, you know what? He reminds me of Dai, a little.
Something about a child. My child, I think. My child that someone's kidnapped? Not sure. I'm going out hunting with Logan, and packing up. Except we're being watched. And for some reason we're at my aunt's farm. I don't know anymore. It's all fuzzy except the last bit. Sabretooth comes over (still looking like Tyler Mane, btw) and I feel a little bad about duping him, but I have to. Otherwise someone won't let me go. That someone turns out to be Kevin Bacon, or someone played by him, who shows up at the last minute and crashes all the lights in the house and comes stalking me with a kitchen knife. Except for some reason I can see in the dark, and he's forgotten this. So I'm in what seems to be a back kitchen, almost like an industrial kitchen or food prep area, with two other women. One's my age, one's slightly older. And while I'm grabbing him and twisting his knife hand behind his back and he's giving me this nasty grin that says I may have forgotten you can see in the dark but I'll get you eventually I'm just twisting his hand behind his belt and standing behind him. And then one of the women stabs him in the stomach. And for some reason this bothers me, 'cause I wrap my hand around and press to the wound (after he touches it with his free hand, doing the usual stare-at-own-blood thing) and tell one of the women to go get help. So I'm applying pressure from this very awkward position, and he's being wry and cynical about it as he tries to talk to me, stumbling, and I'm telling him to hang on. I get the feeling things weren't always this way between us, that we were friends/partners/comrades-at-arms/lovers or something like that, once. And then the dream fades and I wake up.
Almost as weird as the Gaming-With-Watts dream. Hey,
adsartha, you know what? He reminds me of Dai, a little.