Once Upon a Dream

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Miyuki's head reeled, and she almost woke up from her deep slumber. She could always hear everything going on around her, even the smallest foot fall. When she was asleep it would wake her immediately, but at the moment she was in a kind of trance. Meditation, and she could keep it up for a good long time if she needed to. Her dad was also helping her out a lot, probably more than he should have been. Not that it was strange to her, she expected as much of her father. He fought against Jupiter in that war for a short time, before simply fighting with his children. Keeping family safe from harm as much as he could. He had no greater loyalties, and she loved him dearly for it.

Multiple dreamers where brought together, her father's powers allowing them to share a dream. Though it was strange and disjointed from the different minds. Places that made no sense seemed to be filled in with dream logic, as was normal. Perhaps when they woke up they would wonder how that made sense in the dream, or how that mountain could possibly be in the sky. For now, she was there with them. Some hurt and scared of the place they were captured in, others where their dreams allowed them an escape from the pain and cold the cell brought. Still others, Remus Stone and Jason Kyoto, had their own feelings. Their own dreams.

"Let's begin planning shall we? I'd like to make it home for the Holidays." she said with a smile, some looked at her with confusion. She brought up a chalk board that all could see easily. With lines drawn in white. "This is a map, I've made it with information I got from the minds of the military members keeping us. Praetors? If you would please use this to help us plan an escape? Anyone else you need, my father can link their dreams to us. So long as they're asleep."

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Between the throbbing pain and the pounding headaches, Miyuki would be in trouble if she wasn't a well trained Roman soldier. She slept, but it was generally restless. Every meeting she brought people together was with the aid of her father, but taxing on her own mind. It drained her in a way training never did. Migraines made her sensitive to light, and made it harder for her to hold an illusionary form in the dreams she created. People showed as they brought themselves, she brought herself in one piece. Some of the others were able to control a bit how they looked, putting away the wounds inflicted during their stay. Others focused too hard, and the cuts bled constantly in the dreams. It seemed to get worse as time went on, except Miyuki did her best to remain as she had been. To not worry the small ones, or people back home that might ask about her. Ronan, and Josh were centurions and her best friends. If anyone knew her predicament it would be therm, and she wanted to do her best to not let them know how injured she really was getting.

The wounds she had gotten when she first arrived where healing nicely, with the ointment that Liam had brought her. Now that they had her cuffed, had many of the demigods cuffed, they were not scared of her powers. Her ability to see their deepest memories and dreams. To find information about the base and the people inside of it. Now they took her for questioning more often. Shadows of her injuries showed in the dreams. A black eye, a bleeding lip. A cast flickered on her arm, and blood oozed from her finger tips. She'd catch herself thinking about the pain, but pushed it back with a smile. It wasn't all that bad, not when it could be worse. She could be dead, and then there was nothing left for her above ground, only the underworld. Probably stay with her grandfather, or father. She didn't fear death, or pain. She simply wanted to live this life as long and full as possible.

For now she had no more information to give, so the frequency of the dreams died down. Simply updates to let them know the captives where still alive, the plans for escape that seemed to be coming slowly. It was difficult to do in a dream, when one would wake up and not remember all of what happened. When you couldn't be sure if it was just a dream, or something more. She knew it would be difficult, but at least it was something. Anything that could be of help, she would do it. Even if it hurt, because it was worth a shot. She already missed Thanksgiving, so Christmas was simply a must. Not to mention her twentieth birthday.