[ when shinji wakes up, he's immediately on shaking legs and running -- to vomit. again and again until his face is pressed against tiled flooring while he tries to catch his breath. he can still hear the sounds -- the tearing and snapping prominently between his ears.
[Byakuya is currently getting out of bed to try and walk off the nightmare. If he moves around, it helps remind him that he does in fact have an intact body. He's groggy though, thanks to all the booze he had before he went to sleep. He feels like shit, to be quite honest, but he's not going to puke. He just wants to take a walk around the house.]
[ having spent his life thus far trying to avoid that room and them, it was all just a little too much to handle at once. shinji would rather puke his guts out than toss and turn over nausea, which is what he mentally tells himself while he cups his hands under the sink and takes a drink of water, begging his gag reflex not to come back. he steps back out into the hall way, dragging his forearm across his mouth.
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okay, get up.
wash your face.
time to go punch the old man. ]
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ah.
it's byakuya.
shinji's eyes widen a moment, before he scowls. ]
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Obviously Shinji's just making that face because he always makes that face.]
...Hi.
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god, he's just. so fucking mad. ]
"Hi". That's it?
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I-I know you saw it, too! You had to!
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It was just a dream.
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Well, figure out how it happened!
So you can keep it from happening ever again!
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It's dream dying anyway. I've done it a thousand times.
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