Private Finished Within the mind of another

Drake had been dead for a while, it had been 6 years as far as he could recollect and within this time his emotions had seemed to dull feelings became obsolete at least for the majority of the time at least however he could sometimes manage to feel something real whilst within anothers mind their dreams it was beautiful he thought life a glorious and amazing thing, but perhaps not meant for all. Life was a straightforward beauty something that all could relate to but death was always overlooked or perhaps more correctly ignored.

Drake was sitting against a tree inside a beautiful autumn landscape, the sun was shining and the day was calm, he did this often he would wait on the outskirts of a person's dreams usually unnoticed or looked over but for those who would be classed as Lucid dreamers, they would on some occasions notice him but more often than not he would still make himself seem like amere fragment of the dreamers mind.

While within a dreamers mind he could explore and discover more about them seeing memories of theirs and sometimes even attempting to help them, currently he was laying within the mind of a girl named Tara June she was an attractive girl beautiful really but she as he could see but most probably couldn't had sadness within her mind she was a fragile girl and he had seen from within her memories that she was dying slowly perhaps she was not meant for life. Something about her made him feel for her perhaps she reminded him of himself before his death though their reasons were vastly different the consequences were seemingly closely the same. She had not chosen to be sick and to eventually die as he had not chosen to be killed, life could be sick and twisted really and it sometimes annoyed him how it seemed to work so strangely.

She was the type of girl of whom he would have crushed on when he was still alive she was sweet and cute to him at least she was also a strong individual maintaining confidence even with her condition something he doubted many would have the willpower to succeed in.

He had been watching her dreams for a while now feeling her emotions and her sadness he had chosen to stay within her dreams whenever possible there was something special about it in his own opinion he guessed perhaps it's just like a persons taste for food or even wine, and to him the dreams of this girl were a sweet chardonney, he felt for her he truly did despite his mostly void senses he still could feel at times and it seemd to work largely within her dreams.

He had considered meeting her multiple times but had never truly felt it right until now, He would introduce himself and likely be though of as nothing more than her minds own creation.

He traveled to her changing the entire dream into that of a summer;s day, he would choose the appearance of a young man the age he would be by now with spiked black hair and a pale complexion he would make himsefl look handsome and welcoming wearing a pair of jeans and a shirt, arriving behind her he would gently tap her back and whisper something simple an introduction of sorts the closest thing he would think of as normal, he did not truly know her thought patterns but he would like to help alleviate any stress within her mind and if possible help her accept her incoming demise a sad but unfortunate truth. 'umm.. h-hello'' it was a simple greeting he thought and hopefully it would work well.

OOC: I hope this is okay :)

As she turned to face him he could not help but notice she was prettier than he had previously thought, so pale and delicate but truly beautiful, her eyes show a sense of intelligence alongside the rest of her what he could only think of as pretty appearance, his left eye would nearly drop a tear as he thought of the painful reality of this woman's approaching death, it was saddening, he wished he could somehow allow her to live longer but he knew his thoughts were a futile waste but perhaps he could attempt to make her dream as comforting and perfect as possible for she deserved happiness on her final days, she deserved what he had lost.

He slightly brushed his hair before introducing himself in a perhaps overly formal fashion bowing and attempting to place a kiss upon her hand 'My name is Drake, and I am your Guardian angel' it was a statement of the moment something that was perhaps a lie or even possibly the closest explanation to what he was, after all he was watching over her attempting to help her and wishing her the best.

'You are a truly beautiful sight,the prettiest woman I have ever laid eyes upon' A weird take on a conversation he thought to himself but perhaps the easiest way for him to break the ice, some compliments may help her feel more soothing, he would create a rose of which he could hand to her, he decided that she needed to feel cared for it was the very least he could do for, he could hopefully allow her to accept death but also make it a more pleasant experience than his own, one thing he could not keep from his mind was whether or not if he had lived would he have stood a chance with someone such as her.

No he thought to himself but he could have easily wished for such a thing, honestly were he still living he would likely not even hold the self confidence to spark a conversation with her, after all his entire will and confidence alongside his simple self worth had been demolished through excessive bullying. Confidence was perhaps something he regained with his death after ll there was nothing for him to fear now was there? it didn't truly matter what others thought of him did it?

He smiled before chuckling for a slight moment, she had quickly deduced the fact of him not being an angel, he felt nervous for the first time in years, his throat felt slightly dry, why after so long did he feel so human?

Answering her he gently moved his hand towards her cheek attempting to caress it before brushing her hair slightly 'Would you believe me if I suddenly sprouted wings?' he would chuckle showing a slight hint of nerves before continuing 'You were quick to pick up on that I must say you are as smart as you are beautiful, I am sorry for the little white lie, the truth of which I must speak is that I do not truly know what I may call myself or what exactly I am, for why I am in your dream I sensed you deserved comfort within life, the burden of death which you carry upon you is a hefty thing'

He paused again thinking about whether his statement may have been brash and inappropriate 'I am sorry for mentioning something that may be hard for you' He would decide on being truthful towards her more so than usual and allow her to truly know he was real, something about him just made him feel the joys of humanity again and he needed to repay her for the warmth of which it exhibited 'I truthfully used to be alive within the real world, I was murdered and lost my life, and honestly I have been somewhat a watcher of the sleeping ever since my death, I hate to admit that my speaking to you is not completely selfless in origin, for something about you makes me relate to you, and brings warmth and comfort to my own heart, or whatever I may have, Death is both horrible yet great'

He continued to smile at her as she brushed his hand from her head, the frown on her face made him feel slightly uneasy. he took a step back from her to attempt to ease any discomfort he may have caused.

He was glad to hear her state that his mention of death was not taken badly, She asked him when he died causing him to think for a brief moment of silence before replying bowing his head 9in apology to his forward attitude this he would need to apologise for he knew after all he was raised to be mannerly and respectful 'I am sorry for my overly forward approach and possible intrusion within your personal space, as for my death I am not completely sure to be truthful, I have thought of it a few times in the past and have hypothesised that it occurred roughly 6 years ago, I apologise again for my behaviour, I have grown quite possibly out of tune with social means, I have not truly conversed well since my parents demise, I fear even when I was alive I may have acted far too formal, perhaps an instigator of my own demise'

He took another moment to look at the body he currently showed, it was not his own for sure but it was a comforting thing to at least appear human, he wondered how he may appear if he had not been dealt a bloody fate.

Drake brushed his hair back with his right hand and scratched his neck while he thought over her questions, it had been a few months at least he would have to think, She seemed to have been joking but he was not sure he wished he could understand these simplicities naturally but he couldn't he would give her a little giggle regardless before beginning his reply 'I m glad you could accept my apology it makes me feel somewhat happy, as for how long I do not have the best grasp of time but I would assume it has been a few months at the very least, I am sorry for the intrusion of your mind but I assure you I have not searched too deep within, though I must admit to have seen memories of yours, rude of me but also not fully within my control, I finally decided to attempt making contact with you due to a feeling of similarity possibly due to my death and yours perhaps incoming a sad fact yet beautiful at the same time I must say for within death peace may truly come to you, but perhaps even more so is the simple feeling of comfort you seem to exhibit it feels without better words magnificent.' he then smiled largely to her before attempting to exhibit a larger smile from here 'Though I must also add you are also a true delight to lay eyes upon'

He smiled as he looked at her sitting amongst the flowers, her eyes were truly beautiful he thought amongst a face of pure delight she was a truly amazing woman he thought as he unknowingly began to gaze into her eyes entrapped perhaps in them, his mind became empty as he felt calm, a small warm grin covered his lips alongside a look of awe seen through his eyes.

Eventually regaining himself he would kneel alongside her picking a single flower and attempting to gift it to her 'A flower for a chocolate haired beauty such as you. though it is nothing compared to you'