Dreams are like Demons

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OOC:: I'm changing Bleak's color to yellow, just so you know...

Bleak jumped. "No! You aren't annoying me! I'm just... Uneasy. I can normally hear my father's voice in my head, commenting on everything I say, but I can't hear him anymore... It's just an unsettling feeling." Bleak looked over his shoulder, searching for the looming tabby figure. He wasn't there. Bleak turned and looked back at the orange tom before him. There was something special about this cat. "Equinox," Bleak asked cautiously, "have you ever had encounters with... you know, like what I have?"

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Equinox smiled slightly, pleased that he wasn't annoying Bleak. then he put his head to one side, he was doing that so much these days he was sure that he was going to have a permanently lopsided head. Not having voices in your head is unsettling? Equinox said incredulously. And no, I don't really get what you have with your father, the closest thing I seem to get is very vivid dreams and creepy feelings. Equinox shrugged. don't you like not having him there? he asked. then eyed Bleak narrowly. you don't have Stockholm syndrome do you, or something like that? I know your not exactly held captive, but if hes in your head its close enough. Equinox sighed heavily. Life was sooo complicated sometimes.

OOC: thats cool. Sorry it's kinda short, my muse is gone and my dad is bugging me to get off the computer.

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Bleak looked up and thought for a moment. Stockholm syndrome? What the heck is that? The little tom shrugged and re-focused on Equinox. "It's just too quiet without him up there, you know?" Bleak brought up his tail and patted his head. "I've had him talking to me for awhile now, and I guess I'm getting used to it." The little tom shrugged and dismissed the issue. If he did have Whatca-ma-call-it syndrome, then he was oblivious to it. "Hey, Equinox," he asked the orange cat, "what's Stockholm syndrome?"

OOC:: ... *not even enough muse for an excuse*

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Equinox sighed. 'I forget that some cats aren't as well traveled as me' he said. 'Stockholm Syndrome is when you bond with your captives.' Equinox searched around for a comparison 'like, um, you know the clans, right? You know how theres four of them, say one clan captured a cat from another clan and held him... or her for questioning, and they were there for so long that they bonded with the clan that had captured them and when they went back to their own clan they wouldn't be able to stop thinking about that clan and in the end might go back.... or something along those lines.' Equinox shrugged helplessly, It's rather hard to explain. he said with a frown. 'you really should try to get him out of your head, It's not healthy, theres only room in there for one of you, and if your father gets to strong a grip he might be able to push you out and take control of your body. I think thats how it works. And believe me, I don't want your father in your body coming up and attacking me.' Equinox nodded his head in confirmation and sighed deeply, he felt incredibly sorry for Bleak, he let no pity show however, he knew how some cats reacted to pity and he wouldn't of liked to be pitied himself. So Equinox did what he always did; stuck to the facts and gave constructive and helpful advice. He hoped it was helpful anyway.

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Bleak listened intently and sighed. "Yeah, I suppose I might have that," he admitted. "But, I don't think my father would want to take me over permanently. He's too strong and I'll break; he's a lot bigger, too. If he tries to fit his huge self inside be, I'll be torn from the inside out." Bleak smiled, trying to make it seem like a joke. It wasn't and not a bit of it would ever be. Bleak's father was too large and he was too strong. All of his power would kill Bleak. Sighing once more, Bleak laid down on his belly, his hind legs kicked out behind him and his front legs splayed to the front. "I wish I could get him out, but he keeps telling me that he wants to see me and my friends... I have a feeling that it isn't in a good way, either..." The small tabby searched his mind, his ears straining for the voice to object. His mind was deathly silent. Bleak huffed a small sigh of disappointment.

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Equinox eyed Bleak. 'Yes.' he said decisively, 'I do believe you have a slight case of Stockholm Syndrome. And if your Father is so out to get you I don't think it will bode well for Ash and Scratch.... Definitely Scratch, I don't think your Father would be as neutral as I am about your choice of mate, most cats wouldn't be any way, but being your father he'd probably be more..pissed off, then most (sorry)' Equinox scratched his ear thoughtfully. 'Why can't you hear him now, by the way? I'd expect he would be spewing at our conversation.' Equinox sighed. He wasn't a stupid cat, he was rather intelligent, but sometimes he felt overwhelmed with all the strange things going on in the world. He shook his head furiously to rid himself of the helpless feeling and set his mind to work on how he could help Bleak and his friends.

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Bleak blinked. A rare sight for the small cat was for his eyes to close other than for sleeping. "I don't know," he confessed. "To tell you the truth, I've been straining to hear him, but he's not saying anything..." Bleak growled softly with annoyance. If his father could just say something to let the small tabby know that he was there, he would feel a bit more relaxed. My choice in a mate? What's wrong with having an interest in male cats? Sure, it's different, but... "Do you think that he does care? Me being gay, I mean. What should it matter to him, anyways?" It's my life! Bleak added the thought huffily.
Not for long...
"There!" Bleak yowled. "I heard him! Finally!" The tabby was rather pleased that his father had spoken in his mind, even though that it had been a threat. Oh, well! He spoke, didn't he? What else matters?

[Nightstar]

Equinox stared in a disbelief at Bleak. 'I am sorry Bleak but I can not believe you just said that. Some cats, like your father, find the idea of others being mates with the same gender... repulsive, regardless if it's their business or not. Oh and there is NO reason to celebrate if you can hear your father again because, well frankly, I don't want to meet him. Can you tell him to take his furry little behind on a trip down the river?' Despite Equinox's breezy manner Bleak had him worried. He sincerely hoped that Bleaks father didn't make himself known in any way other then Bleaks mind.

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Bleak grinned and nodded, then flattened his expression and listened to his thoughts. Go away. Why? Do you want some privacy? Bleak's ears got hot at that statement. Go away! You aren't needed here! ...Fine... And everything went silent. Bleak twitched his flaming ears and looked at Equinox. "There, he's gone." Bleak twitched his shoulder, then his tail. Why was he twitching so frequently? It eluded him completely. He was doing a lot of different things lately. Maybe this was just another thing that needed to be added to the list...

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Duskstorms eyes widened slightly. 'just like that?' he asked disbelievingly. 'you asked him to go away and he just went?!' ....... why are you twitching? You look like your being attacked by an army of ants.' Equinox sighed and rocked back on his haunches. He frowned thunderously and his eyes narrowed. Equinox leaned forwards and stared intently at Bleak. 'Are you feeling alright Bleak?' He asked, watching the small tabby cat carefully.

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"No," Bleak said blankly. He wasn't alright and he knew it! His body was twitching, he was hearing and seeing things, and he was being hunted by something that no one else could see! What was alright with that? "And I have no idea why he left just like that... He probably figures that, since I'm gay and you're a tom..." Bleak's meow trailed away meaningfully. He didn't need to explain it to Equinox for him to know about his father's judging him.

OOC:: Sorry it's short... rough day...

[Nightstar]

OOC:poor you.

IC: 'your father is an adle-brained rabbit.' Equinox scoffed. He shook his head 'your father doesn't seem to realise that you can have friends that are not mates. Ignore him, it would be best to do in any case.' Equinox paused thoughtfuly. 'Whats your fathers name by the way? I can't keep refering to him as "your father"'

OOC: poor me, I'm just as bad!

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Bleak blinked. His father's name? "Urm... I think that his name was," he meowed slowly, "Kahl. Yeah, that's it. It's a different language for Bleak. I'm named after my father and my eyes, so..." Bleak shrugged. His father's name had not been said in a long time. The little tabby was amazed that he remembered it. "My mother would scold us if we ever used his name, so you can guess that it has not been said for a long time." Bleak glanced down at his paws and shuffled them. His father's name didn't seem right. Kahl was his birth-given name, but it was strange to refer to him as such. Bleak sighed; things were complicated...

OOC:: "Kahl" is actually German for "Bleak". I looked it up right after I read the question...

[Nightstar]

OOC: Glad I make you think!

IC: Equinox nodded. 'what did you do to deserve that?' He laughed then shook his head 'No offence of course.'
OOC: I am SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO Sorry!!! I CAN'T THINK!!!!!

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Bleak laughed with his friend. "Don't worry about it," he assured him. "My mother hated me from the start; she said that I was a bad omen or something. And, since my father was the worst of the worst, I got his name in English." Bleak shrugged with a soft purr.

OOC:: ... *opens mouth to speak, but shuts once more*...