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The other Apprentices and Ansem the Wise, but also Sora, Riku, Lea, and Demyx. They show him how to be a good person, and remind him that no matter what, he will never be alone.
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The other Apprentices and Ansem the Wise, but also Sora, Riku, Lea, and Demyx. They show him how to be a good person, and remind him that no matter what, he will never be alone.
(text) If you are reading this text, it means I have a favor to ask of you.
I need you to pick your favorite Winnie the Pooh story and record yourself reading it, preferably on video. It's for Sora's Christmas present, and I need to get started ASAP.
If you don't want to or feel you can't bring yourself too, that's ok. But I think it would be a good way to show him that you're thinking about him and want him to be happy out there until he can come back.
Thanks in advance, guys.
Sora?! What the heck are you doing with a cigarette?!
Sora didn’t even look up, the vaguely-familiar voice a bit less distracting than the smouldering stick in his mouth at the moment. “Tryin’ to get the damned thing to stay lit, what’s it look like?”
Swatting at the Veils
A week still wasn't enough time to catch up on all of his sleep. He'd gone uncounted weeks--months? Had it been months already?--in sporadic vigils, staying awake for inhuman amounts of time before finally passing out for fitful catnaps. All through the time when he'd watched over Sora during his illness, all through the week that had gone by while Sora was actually dead--barring the 8 hours he'd spent in an enchanted sleep, which never provided as much restfulness as they should.
Now that Sora was back, not much had changed in that regard. Vanitas still kept up his stubborn vigils, particularly because Sora was still asleep for many more hours than he was awake. He was alive, yes...but not well yet. Cancer-free, the doctors had said--oh god what a great day that had been, exhausting and stressful as it was, the news had made it so worth it--but still not well yet.
And so, the question on everyone's minds remained: what. Happened?
How had Sora's body disappeared? How had it reappeared? How had he come back to life, and cancer free, no less?! Even more alarming than those...what had happened to Sora during that week when he'd been gone?
No one had gotten the chance to ask. No one had had the Heart to; the entire family and all of his friends had instead opted to let Sora rest.
That sense of peace and certainty hadn't extended to Vanitas, somehow. Sure, he'd kept his mouth shut and hadn't prodded Sora for answers, but he was still just as worried as he'd ever been.
Which was why, not for the first time and certainly not the last, the dawn found him sitting in a chair by Sora's bedside, his head pillowed in his folded arms, resting upon the edge of Sora's bed.
benevolent-darkness replied to your post:
((Riku-Riku interaction u say 8D))
((*waves hello* 83 why yes - mainly 'cause he hasn't interacted much with other Rikus for a while, AU or otherwise.))
Come to Me
It was sunny in Radiant Garden, with clear, cloudless skies. Ienzo had almost expected rain, but somehow, this was better. It made it feel like Sora was there with them, watching.
Aeleus and Dilan had closed off this portion of the gardens for now, which made Ienzo grateful. None of the silent, solemn faces around him needed the gawping of passerby, even if they wouldn't be bothered by them otherwise. Vanitas and Ventus especially-he was going to keep a very close eye on them as soon as he was certain that he was done giving life to random Sora illusions.
They didn't need that, either.
He hesitated for a moment over the hole he had dug, jasmine in hand. Putting it in would be final for him, even if it wouldn't be for anyone else, and he didn't want to make it that way. Eventually though, he knelt quietly and gently placed the flower into the hole, filling in with dirt until it was almost impossible to tell that the plant had never been there.
Then he stood, a silent tear trickling down his face until he wiped it away and left a streak of dirt in its place.
Hope you like it, Sora. ...Wherever you are.
Drink With Me
(text): Demyx, we have the jasmine and are on our way. You might want to find a small table or something to put it on so we don't dirty the carpet.
Ienzo was grateful for texting right now. He had the feeling that his voice would be near-unintelligible over the phone right now, and besides, he needed a little time to just be silent and order his thoughts and emotions. The process of preparing the Corridor and protective spells helped somewhat, especially since he had to make sure that the Aero was strong enough to keep the Reflects bound to them yet gentle enough to keep from ripping the flowers and leaves off of the jasmine. By the time they arrived, he was fairly sure his facsimile of calm had become the real thing.
That feeling became more certain when he called out to Demyx, "We're back," and found his voice to be mostly steady. He just hoped that Lea and the others were approaching 'just as ok.'
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