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driftfleet2015-10-20 11:18 am
thespaceopera) wrote in driftfleet2015-10-20 11:18 am
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- ahsoka tano,
- coil lenn,
- margaret "peggy" carter,
- nami,
- natasha romanoff,
- nelkeila tarid,
- nyssa al ghul,
- octavia blake,
- one,
- phèdre nó delaunay de montrève,
- r. daneel olivaw,
- rapunzel,
- remy lebeau,
- riku,
- robin redbreast,
- rogue,
- santanico pandemonium,
- shawn hunter,
- sokka,
- stefan salvatore,
- steve rogers (ou),
- steven quartz universe,
- stiles stilinski,
- syeira,
- tadashi hamada,
- tekhetsio,
- the vision,
- vash the stampede,
- vima sunrider,
- wanda maximoff,
- wrath,
- yamanaka ino
...And also these.
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he likes this one the best, by far. it's the most interesting, seems powerful. dangerous. something about the way it looks makes him think of the familiar spite in the pit of his stomach. it's a thing that hurts, but it also keeps him strong, alert, and alive. darkness has not scared him for a very, very long time.
if he was going to choose one... it would be...
his eyes slide away from the wrought iron, to the one on his right. the strange one.
and he walks to that one instead. he reaches for it, guided by no thought of his mind, but a little pull in his heart. this is the one he needs.]
1/2 (memory)
At least you can fly.
Well, glide. It’s not really flying, you muse—you right yourself and catch a flicker of silver out of the corner of your eye. Once you see him, you head over, coming to a stop before the boiling volcano. Everything’s too dark—but you can vaguely tell his shape. This is the same unknown boy you’ve been seeing all over the place, causing trouble in the dream worlds.
“You waiting for me?” you call, shoulders back. You need to be imposing. The volcano makes you a little nervous (islanders know above all how dangerous volcanoes can be) but you mask it as best as you can.
He’s prompt to answer, at least. “Yes. The boy chosen by the Keyblade--Riku.”
Startled, you flinch slightly. “What?”
Even if he doesn’t smirk, it’s like his voice does, all smugness and pride, like a taunt. “It was yours first, wasn't it? But you succumbed to the darkness you could not control, and your prize--the Keyblade--passed onto Sora instead.”
You grit your teeth, shoulders hunching and hands fisting at your sides. You can’t help it—you stare at your feet, guilt and self-hatred boiling in your chest and stomach like bile. Like lava.
“Your mistakes always end up being other people's problems.” He says, and you might as well hear Xehanort’s Heartless’s laughter as he possesses you all over again.
You can’t let that overcome you. You’re quick, you stamp out your feelings, and you peer back up at him with a stern smile and a victory forced into your eyes. “Maybe so. But I'm here to change all of that.”
It’s a bold claim, to be sure—and you’re not sure if you’re saying it to intimidate him, or if you’re trying to remind yourself of what you’re trying to do to complete this exam. The title of “Master” means nothing to you, after all. Being worthy of the Keyblade, worthy of sharing responsibility with Sora—that’s the true prize.
He almost sighs. “Once again you performed predictably, although on a grander scale than I imagined.”
There’s some anger that festers in your chest, so you tip your chin up. “If you're feeling so chatty, let's skip to where you reveal what this is all about.”
A tense silence falls between both of you. Neither of you wants to back down, but eventually, the unknown boy does.
“I don't know how you did it,” he starts, his voice resigned—but also somewhat impressed. “but you really have found a way to trap darkness inside your heart. And a boy who's immune to darkness is of no use to us.”
You tilt your head. “Well, there's some good news.”
“Your abyss awaits.” The volcano erupts, and you start—smoke and ash pour outward, and the boy disappears. From the black smoke emerges a demon, huge and powerful, and you hunch your shoulders as you ready to fight.
2/2
every move he makes, riku copies, especially as riku dives, blade in hand, to stab robin right through the gut. ]
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all that, and all he greets his enemy with is a venomous smirk.]
I was wondering when I'd get to see you.
[he doesn't think the long-haired figure is real, necessarily--but Robin's still made quite a habit of talking to ghosts.]
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He belongs to me.
[ is all the figure says, in a triumphant, smug tone. ]
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No one belongs to you. [he sneers. a battle of egos.] You're dead.
[he looks for a break and when he finds it, he skirts around to start slicing through those strings.]
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and the translucent threads suddenly turn black, dozens of them tied to his arms and legs and torso like he was a marionette. riku's eyes go from amber right back to his usual seagreen and he collapses onto his knees, a little short of breath. ]
Y-you're... better with a sword than I thought.
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Funniest sword I've ever seen... [he reaches down to offer his friend a hand up.] I'm just glad that actually worked. I didn't have a snappy follow-up after that.