#fireliight

[bladedaltruism]

starter for @fireliight

Simple cuisine was to be enjoyed watching sunsets, and what better place than the clock tower in Twilight Town? It was as she rounded the corner to sit at the edge that she saw someone she hadn’t seen in years. She was sure it was him, no regular person had pointy orange hair.

    “Lea?”

[kcystotheheart]

☯︎ @fireliight decided to seek justice!

♘ Ira had been keeping an eye on this new era. After all, seven pillars of light had managed to vanquish the darkness- for now. And he was curious to see just what kind of people they were. Since he had suggested this very same idea back to his master so long ago, and yet... their master didn’t want to even try. They walked calmly and slowly, after all they didn’t want to startle the other.

“Excuse me... but I couldn’t help but overhear, are you a Keyblade Master?”

[lotus-sketchings]

Warmer company (closed starter for fireliight)

@fireliight

It was still....difficult for the girl to sit at the same table as that man. He was a very changed man yes, and Namine owed her very life both her existence and her royal title to him, but Ansem the Wise....was still DiZ to her. He still had the same voice. The color of his eyes once the only distinct feature she could see of him was still that amber golden orange. How then, was she supposed to just act like he didn't once order perhaps her only semblance of a friend at that time...to kill her? Even after 3 weeks living within the castle, she couldn't.

As Master Ansem continued to try to relate to the young girl, she tried her best not to clench a fist resorting to sitting stiff as a board her jaw tense as she bit her tongue quite literally. Finally, it seemed the tea was through. Namine bowed respectfully though slightly less than a full display of esteem to the king, and practically sprinted from the library to the gardens. "I can't forget...I just can't. I don't understand why its so easy for me to forgive the others. I don't understand." Only now in her privacy was Namine able to truly let herself show her frustrations. She sat upon the edge of one of the large garden plots and sighed. "Sora would be able to help....or, maybe Kairi. Maybe she could tell me why I can see past everything Dilan and Ienzo Aeleus did....and even trust them with my life...but I can't even look Ansem in the eyes without feeling.....anger. Namine buried her head in her hands. "And...now I'm talking to myself....again." It had once been a nasty habit of hers in Castle Oblivion. Maybe....this was a bad sign.

[zephyrises]

★;; starter for @fireliight

”Hey Lea,” Ventus greets, a mix of pride and relief in his eyes. It’s still a little startling to him that he needs to look up so high to face his old friend properly. He supposes time did a great deal of marching on without him. “You were great out there! Not at all like—heheh... you know. That time you charged at me with some frisbees?”

To him, it feels like it was just a week ago, but to the other—

Maybe he shouldn’t ruminate on it too deeply.

“For real, though. When did you get a keyblade? I wanna hear all about it!”

[untarnishing]

        “ ...Hey. “

                        The voice is quiet that comes out from the hood, not nearly bubbling                         with emotion as usual for Demyx. The mouth of the hood was trained                         upwards in the direction of one of those tall high up windows of the                         the Castle That Never Was. One arm lingers up, gloved fingers                          clamping down on the back of his neck through the hood. A wordless                         preamble to a question he’s about to pose.                          “ You think Xemnas would order you guys to find me                                 if I ever disappeared? Or-- do you think I could get                                 away with vanishing? “

⊰ –  STARTERS   //   ACCEPTING.   @fireliight

[vcidgear]

“How does it feel knowing I’m way cooler than you?”

“Most likely a lot worse if I either knew or cared, who you are.”

[ofnewmoon-blog]

@fireliight || continued from here.

{ ☽ } “I told you before, remember? I’ve tried, really quite impossible.”

A smirk flashed crossed his lips as he entered the makeshift clubhouse, taking a glance around before making himself comfortable near Lea. He’d been gone for a bit that day, missions and such keeping him occupied. He also quite enjoyed exploring each different world he got to go to. Before the only way he’d learned about worlds was through reports, it was nice to see them in person.

“Have you been in here all day? You could have checked out the bistro or that little theater, or even gone exploring yourself. I’m sure you could have found something to do to pass the time.” There was a bit of a wince as Isa sat down, but he’d tried to hide it as best he could. There was no reason to worry, after all.

[nortwithnomemories-a]

@fireliight || Closed short starter

“It is not that I don’t appreciate the presence of a Keyblade Wielder around Radiant Garden.” Xehanort begins, somewhat amused. “But I assure you the rose bushes didn’t deserve to die.”