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Current Date: April 30, 2058
Character: Mathis Bouncer
Race: Halfling – Feline / Human
Age: 91, physically about 25
Current residence: Atheria City, Eresiel
I was never very close to my half-sister, but I suppose that this wouldn’t really surprise anyone. I’m not stupidly close to my own fully blood-related family though I know none of them would let me get away with being a complete recluse as is. I know Mara’s kids, I did see them growing up, but I think that comes more from the fact that our community isn’t huge, not by any means.
I didn’t see every small, important moment of their lives as they happened, but I still like to think that I saw enough of them as they grew up that I know them to a point. No, I don’t know their favourite colour, or their favourite fruit or vegetable but this is also not the point of things. I was somewhat there but I’m also only half-related to them, not that this is an excuse.
My dreams are usually all over the place. This is one of those things I’ve long since accepted. Most of the time, when I’ll wake up in the morning, I’ll barely remember whatever the dream was about. I’ll possibly recall small bits and pieces here and there, but they’ll fade quickly enough that I’m just left with a sense of what the dream was, with little else.
Last night, I had a dream about Mara that painted her in a sort of odd light that I can’t help but imagine as being completely wrong. I do know how she was by the end. I do know how she left. That part is hard to not be aware of. I don’t have all the details, but I do know that she went feral, more or less. I didn’t even really know that this could be a thing.
As I’ve mentioned, the dreams usually fade fairly quickly the moment I wake up, but I still have bits and pieces of them clinging at this point and it just feels odd. I suppose it might be because it was about someone I knew. So to speak, in any case.
The glimpses that remain put her in the shoes of someone who seems to be repentant of the things they’ve done. I somewhat remember something she said in the dream about how she was trying to fix all the wrongs she’d done but there were just too many. That, in itself, I guess, isn’t so far off. Not that I really have any details, just things I’m aware of. It was the little extra tidbit she tacked on at the end about how the life of an ex-supervillain was hard that remained with me, I think.
Now, I know that this is my brain just making things up; though on that same note, I’ve heard of spiritual visits where the deceased tries to communicate but if that were even to be the case, I have no idea why she’d pick me. As is, I can’t imagine that her spirit would come back this way but what do I know? I didn’t know her, not that well.
If any of that dream was real, I think that I have a hard time even imagining what would have been going through her head for her to even imagine herself as a supervillain. I don’t think she even knew what those were. I grew up around a time of comic books and other things, not that I ever really read comic books or watched these movies, but I knew what they were. From what little I do know of the way she and Tane grew up before mom brought them here, comic books, television and movies weren’t a thing.
They could have been a thing afterwards, certainly, but, again, from what I’ve heard and seen of my half-sister, I very much so doubt that she was the type to spend all that much time sitting in front of the television, watching superhero movies, or reading comics about them. That part, in a way, feels very much so like my brain just decided that this was a good look for her, and I suppose that it wouldn’t really have been wrong.
All of this was just a dream, though. It isn’t enough for me to go ask questions about whether or not her presence has been felt more than usual around her usual hauntings if you would. Not to add puns to the situation either, of course. I’m really just trying to make sense of why this particular dream is sticking with me longer than any of my others but, at this point, I’m fairly close to just letting it all go. It’s not worth it.