#ck!verse

[cloakedbookworm]

: Reflection of Retribution :

[ Closed Self RP with @sabletsviet ]

After sending Kairi and Riku off with the Fairy Godmother, Ienzo was left with cleaning the remains of the notes within the lab. Ansem and Even had stepped out to talk in the hall, which left the youth to his thoughts. He felt like he wasn’t getting very far with the research they were doing -- let alone using all the tools they had at their disposal to help with the situation of finding Sora. 

As he placed the last of the books away, his mind wandered to his decade within the Organization. It was practically impossible to separate anything he did these days from his time there. He knew now that he was being used by Xehanort..but if he had the ability to use even the corridors, he could be of more use than tinkering about in the lab.

A tired sigh left his lips as he organized the various sheets on the desk near his keyboard. 

“No use in thinking about it now. Those days are lost in the past. Best to come to reality and accept that those abilities are lost..”

[sabletsviet]

( Closed Continued for @nekuthegrummpycat )

Nero tilted his head slightly to the left as he observed the hostility from the young lad. Of all the humans he had been presented with in his twenty or some odd years; never had he encountered one who resisted against their own fatigue nor stood their ground as firmly as him.

It was most.. unusual for him.

"Most humans would have caved in if they were physically and mentally spent. Why do you continue to press on when your body protests movement?"

[cindyxaurum]

@cloakedbookworm​ from here

“Oh yeah? Well..if ya can give me ‘bout twenty minutes ya can have me for the rest of the evenin’. How does that sound?” Cindy gave Ienzo a wide grin. She was looking forward to seeing what this new device of his was really like.

[nekuthegrummpycat]

@kaze-no-miko​ ask from here

He’d chuckle softly,holding his girlfriend tight in one arm. “Crazy how time flies by, huh?” Neku then gently nuzzled his cheek against her’s. Enjoying feeling close to Agnes. She was pretty much the light in his life and he wanted to make sure she was always happy.  “Heh, I’m glad I got to know you too. So much...that I uh..sorta made ya something. Wanna see?”

[holey-soldier]

Random Starter for @wingsdontsymbolizemonsters​

       While Zack was taking in the new sights of his new surroundings, he was pleasantly pleased when his eyes had landed on someone he was quite familiar with. Watching from a distance for a moment Zack was merely seeing just what Cissnei was up to. And seeing her sitting there Zack would think of his own charming way of saying hi. Considering his good mood, it only fueled his idea more. Walking up to where she was sitting, Zack would sit next to her, and without warning lean back and lay his head neatly on her lap as if going to take a nap.

[araneaxdragoon]

:Shopping Trip~:

Aranea had instructed her boys to drop her and Aqua off at the gates of Altissia. It may have taken them three years to rebuild, but the water city was still thriving more than ever. She flashed her ID and informed that she was a tourist with her partner. The dragoon didn’t shy from giving a suggestive wink to the gate operator, who instantly caught the hint. Offering the ladies a broad smile, he wished them a pleasant visit at Altissia.

Once they were through, Aranea looked over to Aqua. “There is a map just ahead. Let me know where you want to head to first. I know generally where everything is.”

@thespellweaver

[obstinatedreamer]

Continued from }{ @nekuthegrummpycat

{text}{Neko}: then...water! there’s a beach here right?

[besaidiandreamer]

Ever Just the Same [open]

Energy, buzzing tendrils of life, coursed through her veins as she stood at the end of the little dock; Yuna had not performed a Sending since Kilika, and it had taken so much of herself that she was scared to do it again.

The Sending had always been vital. Souls of those who had passed on needed to be guided through the veil into the Farplane to live out eternity. Unfortunately, those spirits left behind unsent would turn into fiends.

There was no need for that here, though. There was no rush of sorrow that needed to be quelled, no grief to slowly comfort, no essence to sift through to find the memories that people would hold dear once their loved ones passed on.

It was just her and the ocean. Her feet skimmed the waves, just barely breaking the surface as they lapped against the strong wooden columns of the dock.

Am I conceited enough to think I could walk on water?

She took a deep breath before pulling her bare feet up to cross her legs. Yuna was not brave enough yet, not for that.