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[Ongoing] Log open to Paprika

When; After this conversation, so backdated to last night.
Rating; PG13?
Characters; Paprika [

sugar_and] & Isshin [

daddylove]
Summary; Isshin is feeling lonely without his family around and so Paprika invites him into a dream~
Log;

Isshin wasn't entirely sure he understood Paprika's ability to travel through dreams, but he was sure that he trusted her.

With Yuzu gone and Ichigo busy doing his own thing, the apartment seemed hollow and empty. Was this how Ishida felt all the time? Isshin wanted his family back, and hated that he couldn't do anything about that. Despite what he had said to Brocklehurst, friends didn't replace family entirely, the knowledge that you were connected no matter what.

Letting out a long sigh, Isshin rolled over and closed his eyes, clearing his mind and drifting off to sleep.

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Drifting through the network while her corporal body slept had it's perks--it was all terribly technical and exciting, and she was sure Atsuko and Tokita-kun would enjoy the wires and information and electric synapses and such nonsense. But it wasn't the same, and she soon got bored of the silence of text and caught a wild keyboard to ride into the dreams of those around her. She had a date, anyways.

Drifting along between the blurred edges of dreams, she kept her eyes peeled for a familiar face, not allowing herself to be drawn into exciting or troubling images of other's--those could wait. Finally catching sight of the colors and sounds of Daddy Isshin, she swooped down in a nurses outfit and melted into the dream.

Asleep, Isshin's worries still haunted him.

A little body lay on his operating table and he was as fumble-fingered as an intern. He couldn't remember where to cut, or with what, and the sweat was dripping down his forehead. Everyone was watching him, waiting to see what he would do. She was going to die if he didn't do anything, but if he did something it might just make it worse. A sheet covered the little girl's face. He knew he was dreaming and had this dream before, but he could never remember what to do.

Reaching out a slightly shaking hand without looking up, he barked out: "Scalpel."

[ooc: My internet is being an absolute bitch, this log is going to take forever. DDD:]

She handed over the Scalpel quietly, watching him with a smile concealed behind her mask. In the curious way of dreams, she could see him both as the boy he thought himself to be, and as the man doing the dreaming. Both images lingered in her vision and she resisted the urge to lean against the operating table.

"You look nervous, doctor."

[ooc; eeps no worries! i am super slow myself;;]

"I-I don't..."

Maybe just an incision into the stomach cavity, just a small one, and then he'd...

He recognized that voice. Before reaching out with the scalpel, he turned and looked.

"Paprika-chan?"

"Ho! Caught me~" She winked over the mask, leaning on the shoulder of another doctor.

"So, tell me about this one. First day? Nervous? Fear of failure?"

"It's not even my first day, I'm just an intern. I shouldn't be doing surgery..."

Disoriented, he struggled to focus on the task at hand. Just a small t-incision in the abdominal cavity, but what was he looking for? What was wrong with her? If he could only look at her face...

With a patient smile, she peered down at the girl for a little while, before reaching for the sheet.

"Why don't you take a look?"

Isshin felt frozen as the sheet was pulled back from the girl's face. It was as though all sound had left the room. She was Masaki, Yuzu, and Karin all in one, as silent and unmoving as the dead. The scalpel in his hand clattered to the floor.

She had been hurt - how? What did he have to do to save her? He didn't know whose name he said, but the terror was all the same.

"Oh~ Someone you know?"

She said it lightly, smiling sweetly, but she reached out and took his hand with a solid, gentle grip. And she pulled it back to touch the face of the girl--the woman--the everyone he knew and was suffering for. It was more than she did, but she smiled anyways.

"You are all she needs."

Isshin saw, and took a long breath, back straightening, before giving the reassuring hand holding his a thankful squeeze. Somehow, it all made so much more sense now.

After the long moment of silence he stirred, and the faceless doctors and nurses around him went into action. He was strong again, he knew what he was doing. His barked orders travelled over the hum and bustle of the surgery room and his hands were steady, eyes focused. It was going to be fine.

Paprika hurried about with his orders, blending into the rhythm of the dream and how it should go forth. There was little she needed to do--just gentle pushes and usually the dreamer would figure things out.

And so she would wait for the dream to end before making her move--holding the dreamer in environment, keeping the image strong, so that they could go anywhere they wanted.

Letting out long sigh, Isshin put down his tools and smiled. It had been frightening at first, but he had done it. It was all over. His girls would be fine.

Even as he thought that, the dream started to fade.

And as it did so, the nurses and doctors around began to clap, all turning their attention to Isshin. In one step, Paprika was dressed in an evening gown and reached to adjust Isshin's black tie, smiling all the while.

"Well! You've won a free trip to anywhere~! Shall we take a stroll?"

Isshin was surprised by the sudden change in atmosphere, but caught on quickly.

"Wherever you'd like to go, Paprika-chan!"

It felt strange, wearing a suit when it wasn't a certain holiday. He only owned the one, but he supposed that this was fine too. Masaki wouldn't begrudge him a little fun!

[ooc: I'm sorry for leaving this for so long! ;_; I needed to give my Isshin muse a break after the zombie thing...]

"Well then~"

And in a step they were strolling through a fairy forest, wings on Paprika's back and their steps light over the green moss. She had enjoyed her time as a fairy, despite it all, and had looked forward to going back.

"So tell me~ What's your favorite place?"

[ooc; its totally okay! i understand. my muses are tired too xD]

"My favorite place?"

Isshin had no qualms about skipping along in a fairy forest, and was quite enjoying the break from his usual depressing and sometimes downright frightening dreams.

"Probably my home!"

[ooc: I hope there isn't a favorite canon Isshin happyplace, but this seems pretty IC~]

"Oh~! Home is where the heart is, as they say!"

Taking a turn, Paprika considered where to go next. They could go see Isshin's home, as complete as it was in his memory, or they could go somewhere from Atsuko's memories--and she was surprised at how much longing she felt for the skies of Tokyo and even the blank, childish corridors of Tokita's dreams.

But, she was not meant for selfish pursuits, and pushing back a drapery of moss, they emerged onto the street infront of Isshin's home and hospital.

"Now where could we be~"

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