[GM PRP] A peculiar dream [Shun/???]

[Ashdown Whaler]

"You do realize you're dreaming, don't you? There's not a lot of options here for me." It spoke as if it was tired of explaining things.

"I'm here to offer a little more assistance. To help you."

Blade Kuroda

 

[Blade Kuroda]

"And that is exactly why I ask," Shun huffed in turn. He leaned back in the seat while tapping his fingers against his arms.

"But in that case what do you want me to do?"

Ashdown Whaler

 

[Ashdown Whaler]

"You're doing what I want, smartass. Just sit there and look pretty." The phoropter was finally pushed in front of his face.

"Just shut up and look."

Blade Kuroda

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Shun's fingers twitched in irritation. He was never a huge fan of himself and this phantom or whatever he was exactly didn't exactly change that feeling much. The detective grumbled under his breath, then peered through the device.

Ashdown Whaler

 

[Ashdown Whaler]

"Better," the voice spoke and then fell silent. The world flickered in and out of view through the phoropter, as if it could not make up it's mind.

Soon, however, Shun would realize that he was no longer in other ashdown.

Or so it appeared because he was within New York City, though the clothing style did not appear to be modern.

Blade Kuroda

 

[Blade Kuroda]

The sudden shift in his surroundings was a bit jarring.

Blinking, he looked around, trying to see where the hell he had just ended up, only to see a somewhat familiar place. Did he just get placed in New York City?

It wasn't as he remembered, though. The apparel around was... dated. This was not 2017.

Furrowing his brow, he just stayed still, trying to get his bearings. Where he was exactly. When he was exactly. And why the hell was he here?

Ashdown Whaler

 

[Ashdown Whaler]

The streets were not empty but they were not crowded either. Instead there was the sound of a ... scuffle? It was down the alley he was nearby but before Shun would have a chance, someone came running out of it at top speed.

It was him.

Except that his form was distorted and shadowy as sirens echoed. There was no chance to follow himself, as he disappeared in a burst of shadow, but the alley on the other hand ...

Blade Kuroda

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Shun gravitated towards the sound of the fight nearby. Or whatever it was. Just as he was about to investigate, he came a cross... himself? He quickly stepped aside and stared as the man bolted off and shadowstepped... somewhere.

He hadn't seen anyone come out of the alley before the distorted version of himself.

Someone or something had been chasing him.

And well, he wasn't about to stick around in case whatever was chasing the other version of himself could see him and think he's their quarry. So he bolted off elsewhere.

Ashdown Whaler

 

[Ashdown Whaler]

There was a groan, a wet noise from the alleyway that faded to silence.

He had not been chased from it.

Blade Kuroda

 

[Blade Kuroda]

Shun just paused at that.

Hesitantly, he made his way into the alley. What the hell had happened in here? While he investigated, he kept his guard up. He didn't know where his counterpart went, but maybe he could get a better idea of what he had just been doing.

Aside from possibly having just killed someone.

Ashdown Whaler

 

[Ashdown Whaler]

It was a bloody mess, things wrecked in the alley, but there was man, possibly from some kind of gang, that was bleeding out in the alleyway. The wet noise that had been heard was the last gasp of the man.

A shadow blade was in his chest that, as Shun came closer, melted away. No one would be able to tell what kind of blade had killed this man.

Blade Kuroda

 

[Blade Kuroda]

He slowly tilted his head as he looked at the carnage within the alleyway.

Shun was already well aware that his shadow blade made for a really good murder weapon, in that no one would be able to find it. It did not come to a surprise that his counterpart found the same for it.

Shaking his head, he backed out of the alleyway, taking a careful look around to make sure he wasn't about to run into a cop from this era. This might be a dream, but he wasn't the one in control. He didn't know the rules here.

Ashdown whaler

 

[Ashdown Whaler]

The moment he started to look around, the world spun again. For a moment he was sitting in the chair, looking through the phoropter, but that lasted only briefly.

With a blink of his eye, Shun was just outside a room where there was yelling.

"What did you think was going to happen? It was broad daylight!"

Blade Kuroda

 

[Blade Kuroda]

The sudden shift was disorienting. Closing his good eye, he shook his head while regaining his bearings.

He tilted his head as he heard a voice yelling from inside the room he was by. Looking around, he tried to see if there were any windows in which he could peer into, though he had his suspicions as to what they were talking about within.

Ashdown Whaler

 

[Ashdown Whaler]

There were no windows but the door was cracked open.

Kneeling on the floor, his hands pressed to his thighs, was Shun. His head was bowed as someone paced back and forth in front of him. They were not visible but it was them that spoke.

"What good is it to have a son with magic if he can't even use it right to take care of a simple piece of trash," the words were hissed out.

The fingers of the other Shun clenched just briefly into the fabric of his trousers.

Blade Kuroda