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driftfleet2015-10-20 11:18 am
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2015-10-20 11:18 am
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it nicks around five strings. definitely not all of them. even so, just those strings cause a chain reaction. riku's tense, strained stature suddenly falls away as xehanort's heartless scowls and disappears in a puff of smoke. riku himself just falls to the ground, collapsed and breathing hard, his eyes glassy. ]
I can... barely... breathe...
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[His eyes widen then as Riku's contorted posture breaks, the Heartless vanishing in a shimmer of smoke. Riku collapses to the glass floor below, gasping for breath, and Axel exhales, letting the tension sag out of his shoulders. It was a long shot, but it worked, and he's a little surprised by just how relieved he is.
[He takes to a knee in front of Riku, reaching for his shoulder and then recoiling. Instead, he offers his hand, palm up.]
Easy, champ. Are you okay? You... [He hesitates, then averts his eyes a moment.] You had me a little worried, for a minute there.
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riku just stares at him, still breathing hard, before he pushes a hand through his hair, raking his bangs back. he carefully--hesitantly--reaches for his hand and rights himself. his knees are wobbly. ]
I dunno if I'd say I'm okay, but... at least he can't control me now.
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That's good enough for me.
[There's a beat of silence, and then he glances around, frowning.]
So... what is this place, anyway?
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It's my heart. Well--part of it. ... what's left of it, when Xehanort's Heartless took over.
[ the cracks and skid marks look all the more present, now, with the darkness gone. ]
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Your heart? [He rubs the back of his neck.] Love what you've done with the place. Could use some couches, though, I gotta tell ya.
[That's right, Axel, crack jokes so he won't know how uncomfortable this makes you.]
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[ he laughs, covering part of his mouth. ]
You're so transparent, it's kinda funny.
[ a silver chain drops around axel's neck now, three stars twinkling and light. a lilac door appears behind him, shimmering to life, and cracks open slightly. ]
Looks like you're done here.
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[He gives a start when a chain falls around his neck, his arms going rigid at his sides.]
Where in the hell did that come from? [He's so unnerved right now. He glances over his shoulder at the door, then looks back at Riku. He frowns a little.] Guess so. [He takes a step toward the door, then hesitates.] You... you'll be okay, right? I mean... far be it from me to overstay my welcome, but I don't wanna just bail on ya.
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I'll be fine. I've survived this long.
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All right. I'll take your word for it. [He wags a finger at him.] But if you get yourself in trouble again, you gimme a call, okay? I'll be mad if you wind up being stuck as Xehanort, got it memorized?
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Yes, sir, Dark Rescue.
[ he salutes with two fingers. ]
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[ when you step through the door, it's almost as if you haven't gone anywhere at all. the air is still stagnant and the room itself is still dim, save for a light shining from above that shouldn't be there. the riku that you saw previously is gone, however, and the room is much more closed off—it actually looks like a large, expansive library in a mansion, but everything looks like it's covered in dust and grime. maybe it hasn't been kept up with over the years…
it's hard to miss a few silver platforms, though. they're just like the ones the keyblades floated upon—no, they are the same. yet, they're empty… for now, probably.
there is only one desk that has anything on it; there are numerous books on top of each other, dog-eared and bookmarked in several places. scattered documents litter the rest of the desk, along with pens and markers. most pages have handwritten notes—what's notable is that one is smooth and cursive and another is jagged and curt, like the writer was in a hurry. Neither look anything alike. a new sketchbook sits on the very edge of the desk with a new pack of crayons, on top of that being a small white plastic bag with filled with snacks and three bars of ice cream in white wrappers.
in a comfy armchair with linens and a pillow lies riku. he looks a little older and thinner than in the previous room. decked out in black leather, he lies on his back with a blindfold knotted behind his head. His face looks flushed and feverish, and his black coat is open to expose a black tank top underneath. Nearby there's a thermometer along with varying medicines, an empty bowl of soup, and a few feverish scribbles. he doesn't seem to be fully conscious here either, though at least it doesn't look like anything can come to haunt you. ]
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[This room is old, dusty, a little eerie somehow, and as Axel steps inside, he finds himself rubbing his arms as if it's chilly. His eyes are drawn to the silver platforms, but there are no Keyblades here.
[His eyes move to the desk, and he furrows his brow a little at the scattered books and notes. He approaches the desk, curious and intent to snoop a little, when the figure in the armchair catches his eye. He recognizes Riku immediately, of course, though he seems older, here, wearing that weird blindfold he used to wear all the time, and dressed in the Organization coat. Axel narrows his eyes a little and steps closer, moving quietly.
[He takes a moment to study Riku's surroundings--a thermometer, a bowl of what was probably soup, a few medicine bottles--is he ill? He certainly looks like he's in a bit of distress, but Axel can't tell if he's sleeping or not, with his eyes covered like that.]
Riku?
[His voice is soft, he doesn't want to startle him, but he's not sure what he's supposed to do here. Obviously each of these rooms is some kind of challenge, though why he's being challenged is a bit of a mystery to him. Freeing Riku from Xehanort's strings was one thing, but Axel can't do anything about Riku being sick.
[Still, he looks awfully uncomfortable, and Axel feels a pang of sympathy--or, well, he remembers acutely what that felt like, once upon a time.]
Riku, can ya hear me?
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Wh--what're you doing here? How did you--ugh--
[ even as he tries to sit up, dizziness overtakes him--he ends up right back on his back, breathing shallowly. ]
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[ there's definitely an incredulous edge to his voice. ]
Is that some sort of riddle?
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[He puts his hands on his hips.]
Look, I don't really get it, either, but I know you well enough to know y'ain't a liar, so...