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[ooc: So okay. Dream sequence post! If you want your pup to have a wacky dream sequence involving meeting Intuition, tag away! If you want more information about what the heck I'm talking about, ping at pythianhabenero!]

Intuition is dreaming.

For the first time since becoming human, she's dreaming as herself, properly abstract - drifting through the fantastic realms of the human subconscious, brushing up against a thought here, touching down in a familiarly unfamiliar landscape there.

Perhaps the next dream she touches will be yours.

Perhaps it won't.

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She might notice the subtle change in the texture of the atmosphere, or she might not.

Either way, there's a presence here that wasn't before, bound up in the shadows on the walls and the pattern of clutter on desks, in the very essence of the dream's reality.

...A presence who is studiously avoiding taking any notice of naked Clark. She lives in his house. There are some things Inty just doesn't want to know about the man. (And, perhaps because of her arrival, perhaps by coincidence, Chloe's dream is correct about him in every detail.)

There is something off in the dream. She realises it while laughing at Clark's battle with the newspapers. He seems rather desperate to win. And why not? They are, after all, the only things keeping Clark from getting to Chloe.

But at the subtle changes, she does look around. Not finding anything all that noticeable, she goes back to watching the show.

Ordinarily, Intuition would have no trouble appearing as herself in such a dream.

Now, however... apparently humanity has its disadvantages, because she's reluctant to so much as let her presence go near him. Which is difficult, as technically she is him, along with everything else in this dream that isn't Chloe.

It's possible the walls are blushing.

The walls have turned more red than they were before. Chloe frowns at that. She doesn't have any idea why the walls would be red.

But Clark's doing a pretty impressive job battling those newspapers. He's even gained new footing, only a few steps closer to Chloe's desk but closer nonetheless.

...Yeah, definitely blushing.

At last Intuition figures out what to do. There's more to this dreamscape than just the part Chloe is in. She appears as herself - outside the Daily Planet building. Because, really, it would just be rude to interrupt Chloe at this point.

(It may be noted that she's still red about the cheeks, though it's difficult to see under the rainbows, and there's nobody there to notice in any case.)

The walls are no longer embarrassed, Chloe. Be glad!

Suddenly, the walls are back to their original color. Chloe looks around, still confused at the apparent changes in the dream. Kind of strange, if you ask her.

No one is there to ask, though. And Clark, it seems, is doing well defeating the newspapers. With the walls no longer blushing, she leans back further in her chair to enjoy the show.

Good dreams are nice.

Fortunately for Intuition, she can't see what's going on inside the building.

It's likely she'll be sticking around until the dream changes, as dreams do, into something a little less... R-rated.

In the meantime, she can take some very good advice (http://community.livejournal.com/shatterverse/8965.html?thread=831749#t831749) and relax for a while, leaning against the outside of the Planet building.

The moment that Clark finally gets close enough to Chloe for a kiss is, of course, the moment when the dream does change. It shifts into a field this time, possibly somewhere near Smallville.

Chloe's looking for something now. Although she isn't sure what.

The shift expresses itself for Inty as a change back into her landscape-self.

She's quite okay with that - and she's also quite okay with waiting to see just what Chloe's seeking. Sometimes things don't come to Intuition right away. They're often more interesting for the wait.

It turns out to be a spaceship. Clark had mentioned that there was one somewhere near the Cooper residence.

She can't find it though. no matter how long she keeps searching, it seems elusive.

So, finally, Chloe decides to take a break. The grass is kind of nice out here -- much better than in any Metropolis park.

"It's not here," says Intuition, sitting on the grass beside her.

She wasn't there a moment ago.

Dreams are like that.

Chloe looks at her, mildly suspicious. "Who are you?"

"Intuition."

Shrug.

"That's not exactly a name," Chloe answers slowly. "Come on, seriously. Who are you?"

" " she says with great equanimity.

"If you say so," Chloe says with a shrug. She's not really in the mood to argue. "Still a weird name."

When Inty speaks rainbows there is nothing to argue. The truth is self-evident.

"So it is," Intuition agrees. "That doesn't make it any less mine."

Which, of course, only leads to the next question. "So, why Intuition?"

"Because that's who I am," she responds, shrugging.

Who and what, really.

"Intuition is more of a feeling than a personification, you know."

"Yes and no."

A second shrug.

"I am abstract, to some degree. Less so than I used to be, but still in essence."

"Explain further?"

"I am a personification of the concept of intuition."

Sigh.

"When I came here, I - became human, at least partly. It was unpleasant." With a rueful smile, "Biology can be startling."

"So where did you come from then?"

"Another Earth. I was - visiting Gabriel's parents."

She ducks her head and blushes, incongruously, pink shading cheeks lit by green-blue light.

"Gabriel's my friend."

...It should be fairly obvious that he's a little more than that.