Completed Through Nightmare is Reality (Ricky, open)

[Ginchoeri]

The sound of her name on his lips made her jolt back to him. She had been slipping slowly, her mind numb, as well as she body. She smiled a bit when she heard his name and she too echoed it's sound. "Ricky..." Just to try it out on her tounge. It had a nice ring to it in her mind, and his strange accent was actually kind of soothing. When he set her down on the rock, she could not help but wince in pain. She looked miserable, even though she was smiling, it was obvious how much pain she was really in. She pulled the vest closer to her, shivers wracking through her uncontrolably. She heard his words and could not help but let a laugh out. Who did he think he was, telling her she was going to live. She was not a child.. Well.. physically... "Ricky... you are.. an optimistic... kind of .. guy... aren't you?" she coughed and wheezed, painfully trying to breath normally.

[Ricky Maze]

Even amidst all the darkness of despair she was still a beauty, like the light of hope that was the beacon of guidance, but slowly her light was flickering out. Ricky could hear it in her voice, the tone one woupd have when they have given up. He would allow it to happen though, not on this night he won't. He let a loose smile hide the worry on his face, as she had asked him that question. "I'm more then that lass," He rested his hand on her head in an attempt to comfort her, "I'm the type that's here to save ya lass, because someone special like ye doesn't have to die. Yer strong and ye know it." He brushed her hair out of her face with his thumb, looking deep within her eyes to find any trace of hope. He had hoped that she would see the hope in his eyes, and that she would find the will to live on. She could do it. Ricky believed she could do it and so he would help her, to find that belief and use it to fuel that beacon's dying embers once more. He would convince her however he could, he would not let her die in his arms. "Listen Gin, I know yer in a great deal of pain," He spoke with soft humble words, "but this is...this is the type of thing where you just gotta fight. Ya can't give up Gin. Not when there could be others in yer life, others that would miss ya when yer gone." He had hope and concern in his voice as he said this, a emotion he did not expect to feel surfacing the water's of his spirit. It was an emotion in which inspires another to act. She was suffering this he did know, but he did not want her to suffer. He did not want her to die. There was beauty in this world that must live, and Gin was part of that beauty. Not because she was beautiful in human form but in animal as well, she was a special part of nature that must live. How else would she spread on that gift if she were no longer here to give it? No. If he could not save her then he was not worthy to protect her. If he could not help her find hope in this place, then he would look for it in other ways. He was determined to do this, even if the odds were against him. In the world of dreams there were an infinite number of possibilities, and he was going to find one with her remaining alive. "Gin...Ye can't give up yet. Not when there is... a world full of possibilities. Out there ye have the potential to become whoever ya want, but ya have to keep goin!...keep fightin! Only then can ye find hope." He assured her while trying to encourage, he may not know how bad or deep her wounds were but he believed she could go on. He helped her get this far, he would help her go the rest.

[Ginchoeri]

A flourish of his hand in front of her eyes and the tingle of his touch on her face sent another kind of shiver down her spine, and she seemed to have enough blood to blush. She leaned a bit into his hand unconciously as she looked into his eyes. She saw something there that she seemed to recognize. She started to feel something well up inside her, tears started to develope but she fought them off, she shook her head and looked back at him. "I do not have anyone..." She started to look a little confused, "No one... not even.. my parents.. but.. i do not.. i can not remember why.. My father.. he saved us.. but.. somehow.. that is ... just wrong..why is it..?" She paused, she had started talking to herself, and then she went into her own mind, thinking about it. Why would it feel wrong that my father saved me? Why do she not have anyone? But when she heard him continue on, she just shook her head, she did not even speak. Blood was falling from both corners of her lips now. She was about ready to just give up right then, stop thinking, stop hurting, stop everything. Her eyes started to kind of glaze over, her mind starting to empty of anything. A weird sensation of dejavu, entered the back of her mind, but how could she possibly have a dejavu moment now. This never happened before. Or did it?

[Ricky Maze]

When she began to deny that there was no one Ricky did not know where to turn, his heart was set on helping her and he wasn't going to sit around and let her die. When her thoughts seem to trail off again Ricky gently nudged her head to pull her attention, "Hey hey. Don't worry about that, those people don't matter. Think of..." His voice trailed off as he took a moment to think. "Think of me Gin. Right here right now, I need ya here with me. I know it sounds crazy, but I can't let ye go. I need ya here. I dunno how I can't explain it, but I just..." He left off again unsure of what this emotion was, this burning desire to keep her safe. It was indescribable to him, yet it was part of him. Part of his nature. He wanted to protect her, to keep her safe and make sure she felt safe. Could such a desire truly exist in the real world? Or was this the dream playing with his heart? Could the number of possibilities finally be presenting something he wanted? Something he yearned for in the real world? Could it be a devious scheme as they hope to wear down these wishes? Forever to change his mind? He had only more questions replacing his previous ones that swarmed his mind. She was indeed special in his eyes for not only did her beauty inspire him to save her, but also drew out a feeling he never knew he was capable of. He wanted to prove to her that he needed her, that he wanted to protect her. Such was the command of his nature, but the feelings ran deeper. They poured out from his very soul and into his heart, flowing throughout his body in a sense that made him feel alive. He wanted to express that for her and to show what he was meaning. He needed her not because he was lost in a foreign world, but because he had felt alone. He had always felt alone even in the real world, he just never gave it the attention it craved. Saving Gin had now brought this to light, and she was the one who helped draw it out. Yet he hadn't the slightest clue as to how he would do this, he just looked at her with sincerety. Her eyes soothing the troubling thoughts that plagued his mind, while his heart felt the immense pain of the truth. He couldn't accept what was to follow, where this was leading to. He did not want her to wilt and die awah from this world. Unaware of his instincts pushing him forward, he realized only a little too late that he was beginning to bring his lips close to hers.

[Ginchoeri]

Her heart skipped a beat her stomach had a writhing sensation in it. What was he saying? He needed her? How could that be, they had just met! But... she liked the sound of it. Her body shivered a bit more as her lips trembled. What could she say, her eyes darted around as she tried to think of something, but she was coming up blank. The way he looked at her made her feel more and more self consious about only wearing his vest, but she knew if she were not, she would be shaking so badly, it would look as if she were having a seizure. At that thought she was now glad she was wearing it, for more then one reason. She was not completely naked in front of this charming man, and she was warmer than she would have been. She could feel the blood pooling and spilling down the boulder slowly. As each drop of her blood brought her closer and closer to death. She looked up him and found him staring at her intensely. She blushed lightly, though she would have blushed more if she had more blood, and kind of lost focus on the situation at hand. Before she knew it his face was inches away from hers. She froze, completely and utterly still as she could be on the boulder. Confusion sweeping through her mind. Why was he doing this, and why did she not think that it was odd to do it? Why did she like the idea of this man kissing her when she barely knew him? Did it really matter? She let herself lean in just the slightest of bits, just enough to let their lips touch. A touch so feather light, it almost seemed to not be happening, and it sent shivers screeching down her spine. But she did not pull away, in fact, she placed a hand on his chest to steady herself, and she pressed her lips to his just a bit more, just so much that it could truely be felt. Her heart was racing and her mind was not doing much better. What was this act all of a sudden coming out of her from no where, why was she feeling this way? But it did not matter did it. Not really. Not now.

[Ricky Maze]

Yes. Yes this was perfect. The perfect way to describe how he felt. The perfect way for him to show her what his heart was resonating. As their lips touched together his breaths were deep and heavy, the feeling of being alive coursing in his chest as his lips touched hers. Caressing her hair as they continued he felt her hands touch his chest, she could no doubt feel the excitement in his heart as he drew closer to her. He had never felt such closeness to anyone, yet alone a woman, in all his year's. Of course he may have had a different appeal in the real world, but the feeling he was associating with her never seemed to exist. He did not feel alone anymore. Not with her here; and now here he was kissing her when they had just met. He gently brought one of his hands to her chin, giving that romantic appeal he felt would be a natural incline. It was a strange euphoric sensation he was having, one that filled his stomach with the knotted twist some would describe. In this moment he would find her irresistable, but in knowing that death was looming over her he would not rush into things. He would comfort her and make her feel alive once more, he would become her sentinel and shield her from death as long as he could. There was a way somehow, he knew there was. He would find it, he had to for her sake.

[Ginchoeri]

His heart beat upon her hand sent a warm feeling through her. She was feeling more and more alive each second, as if she was not injured at all. As he stepped closer, realizing his hand was in her hair, a giddyness slammed through her, and blushing, she pulled back a bit. His hand grabbed her chin and they looked into eachothers eyes, want and need filling her, and suddenly so did determination. She was determined that she was going to survive this. Something like this, this connection, was what she had been searching for. She was not about to let it go because she was supposedly dying. Her new convictions showed on her face. She thought furiously about how it could posssibly be done. How could she keep herself alive? Ricky had done just the right thing to her, for her, however you want to put it. He had given her something to want to live for. Him, even if it were for the shortest time, she wanted to stay for him. "Ricky..." she choked, but there was a subtle sweetness that had not been there before. "I... need help." She admitted, "I.. can.. not.. possibly.. do this.. alone." She was still weak and breathing hard. The pool of blood under and around her getting larger and larger by the moment.

[Ricky Maze]

"Ye nees not ask, I already know..." He was subtle as he spoke softly, coming closer to where he could gently pick her up once more. He would wait for her to say it though, for he wished to be humble and did not want to assume. She wanted his help and he would give it to her, however possible it was for him to give. "Just say what ya need, where you need be. I'll take ye there myself." He assured her with a grin, he could see it in her eyes now; hope admist despair. It was now embers that were kindled, but still on the verge of going out. Yet she now had the fuel that would light that beacon once again, and Ricky would help her do so. He would be there for her, help her get better as all of this would be a nightmare in her past. She would become stronger. Even though this may have been a dream, Ricky had long forgotten it now. The feelings he had were real enough to him, and ones he would deeply treasure in the future once he awoke. For now though he didn't want the dream to end, he wanted to be here; with her. She had stirred and uravelled secrets in his spirit he kept hidden away, maybe it was because of tbe dream though. In a world that gives birth to infinite possibilities, one can easily tap into the secrets of another depending on how connected they are. This he felt was true, and now he would do everything he can to help Gin. It was what he wanted, more then anything in this world.

[Ginchoeri]

"We.. need to find... somewhere .. where there is shelter... an abandoned home.... i thought.... i think.. i remember there.. being one.. farther on in that direction." She pointed the direction she spoke of. In all of her wild running, she seemed to have remembered seeing a completely abandoned cottage. Just the thing they needed, and it might have cloth or bandages inside somewhere. For how badly she was injured, she was amazed at how clear headed she seemed to be. Was it just because of.. the kiss.. she just shared.. with this man.. who was holding her? Her face grew hot again. What was she doing, she was in a situation where she was almost dying and she kisses this guy, who for one she barely even knew, and two did not know her? What was going on with her? Yes she wanted to find love, yes she wanted someone to bond with in more ways than one, but she could not just... with anyone just.. kiss them.. could she? Well, he was the one.. who had wanted to kiss her right? So it could not have been wrong, if the other party wanted it right? But she started realizing something else, his accent, it spoke for it's self... He was not from anywhere near here. How could it be he was here? Why was she not dead already? As she started to piece things together she realized, she was in a dream, she had to be, it was the only explination for what was going on. Why she was acting on every emotion and feeling, instead of holding back. She was showing her true nature. It was, perhaps a little weird. But, she did not know, what else to say of it. But it was weird, she felt a strange and wild connection to this man, as if, when she woke up, she should find a way to go find him. But how? Who would she ask to escort her out of Endrykas? Wait, Endrykas? what was that? A place, where did this man come from? Should she ask him, why.. why did she feel the need to ask so many questions? she sqenched her eyes and thought, and what about her job, what would she do about that? wait? job? she had one? She looked confused by her own thoughts as it was obvious they went to wild places. Going here and there in her mind, troubling her more and more. Sometimes her face lost all expression, and sometimes so many emotions appeared at once it was hard to tell what she was feeling. It must have been a sight for Ricky to behold, and probably quite entertaining as she tried to figure out what to do. What would she say? Did she have to really say anything?

[Ricky Maze]

He cradled her in his arm's once more as he followed her directions, taking a mental note to watch his step as some of the smaller rocks were "not so small" when it came to stubbing his toes. He was extra carefull now that he was playing the role of a guardian, even more so now that she was relying on him. As he continued to the direction she pointed he noticed her expressions, each one similiar but different after where ever her mind wondered. This was a good sign to him really, it meant that she now was reasoning. Or at least it seemed like she was reasoning, more less she was interesting to look at. The occasional glance he would spare to see her expressions made him smile, as he pressed onward to the abandoned cottage. She was cycling through her thoughts the whole time, her eyes jumping from place to place as Ricky kept a watchful glance. He wanted to make sure that her mind did not wander too far off, for if she were losing to much blood then she could hallucinate or whatever dying people did after too much blood loss. He didn't disturb her though for she seemed quite contempt in her silence, her expressions going through each confused phase as he continued with his occasional glances. His steps were quick and careful as he kept heading in the direction she pointed, but even at the credible distance they travelled he still felt lik they were lost or he had taken a wrong turn. Such a huge place this was and yet Ricku felt that it was only a small piece of the world, like the wildlands outside his home this area was only part of something much bigger. The dangers they both provided were challenging ones, yet when one would accept and perservere through that challenge they would arrive to their destination stronger then before. In which this case he felt something like that, but only more accomplished then stronger, when he noticed a landmark drawing nearer. It was the cottage she mentioned earlier, abandoned but still oddly in tact. As if the dream were expecting them to search for it. Ricky thought little about though as he drew closer to it, finally arriving at the door which awaitd for them. He couldn't help but feel as if he were barging in even though it was abandoned, but there was little time for second thoughts now. The door was cracked slightly as the cottage waited to welcome them, and as he tapped the door with his foot to open the creak that the door gave was followed with a sigh; one that would say "welcome home" to those that once lived here. He was entering now as he looked around, small if not decent sized with it's homey interior decorations; or whay was left anyway. There was a bed not to far from the fire place, an excellent spot for her to rest while he searched for medical supplies. Gently he placed her at the edge of the bed, looking to her eyes once more as he stroke her cheek in comfort. "Wait here, I'll look for something that can be used to help your injuries." He looked to the fireplace, it's wood waiting to become fire. He would definitely be doing a favor if he found some tinder and flint, but that would be after she was helped. When he stood up and went to look in another part of the cottage, he shut the door gently as it clicked shut. Locking it to bring a safer sense of security, much needed and welcomed in his opinion. He hoped she felt safer at least, when he looked to her with hopeful eyes she seemed to be okay. He continued on with his task. Searching in cupboards and closests that were in corners and sections of the cottage, he imagined that this abandoned shell was once a great home for it's inhabitants. No doubt an excellent place to raise children if they had any. Convinced that he was getting close to finding bandages, he stumbled upon a green herb with rolled up wraps. Perhaps a medicinal herb? He felt sure about it already, and he knew little about medicine. In the dream world though that can hardly matter, as one could know only the simplest of things; and yet perform much better procedures then what that dreamer knew. Eager to see if Gin was still ok he grabbed the two, and walked in a fast pace as he went to return to her. When he did he would show the rolled wraps and herb he found, "Do ye think this'll work?"