#group!verse

[flamesofesmeralda-archived]

ymata group!verse tho would anyone be interested?

[arcanum-tempus]

A moment of weakness

17. Your muse falls very ill and continues activities even if they seem on the verge of passing out.

He’d been observing the darkness cautiously, unable to hide his curiosity regarding his existence. He would eventually know everything regarding him, of course. but he was still curious now, in the moment.

So, of course, he noticed when the other seems to be getting weaker, though he appeared to simply do the same things he had before, pushing himself. So, on one occasion, he rested a wrist on his chin in one of the kitchens where they both happened to be, frowning.

“You look unwell. Perhaps you should rest.”

[arcanum-tempus]

He felt the darkness.

Vanitas, was he called? Yes, that sounded right. Part of Master Xehanort’s failed plan. The being that had been created out of pure darkness, to create pure light.

It was interesting that he was here, if he was the darkness he sensed. Had he not been destroyed by his other half?

...He wasn’t entirely sure what to do. Was he supposed to talk to him, meet with him? Master Xehanort could have sent him to this place to meet him, he did not doubt, but he wasn’t entirely sure. He hadn’t been told such a thing, and he knew Vanitas could be a wild card, at best. Without the leverage of holding him becoming completed over his head, he was unpredictable, just like darkness itself.

He hummed to himself, toying with the edge of a page as he read in the library.

[arcanum-tempus]

It was quiet. That was the first observation he managed to make when he came to his senses. Opening his eyes, a great and large castle loomed off in the distance. Besides that, there was...nothing.

Whilst traveling through time, he had found places that could be clarified as ‘nothing’, he supposed. Places where time had stopped, or while he was transporting himself in absolute silence. So the quiet didn’t really bother him.

The emptiness did, though, at least slightly. It was unsettling to find a place so devoid of life. He stood, frowning slightly. He didn’t remember traveling to a place like this before, and there was no one to be seen. No other self to greet him as would usually be the case. He crossed his arms, brow furrowed.

This would indicate...I have not come here through time.

...was this a plan of Master Xehanort’s? Surely it must be...but he hadn’t recalled talking with any of his older selves about a place like this. Still...the fact that he was here...it must have been planned, destined. He shook his head slightly, blinking to reorient himself. Then, he began heading towards the castle in the horizon, having no other indication of where to go. It was as best a place to start as any other, it seemed. If he found nothing, he could always travel elsewhere.

[knownconsortofthedoctor]

Bio

tag- v: tardis fame

River was born in 1944, although she was born in England after an accident left both her parents dead she was moved to America to live with her Aunt Kovarian. 

River's aunt wasn't very kind and growing up River would misbehave to get attention from anyone teachers, friends or possible Kovarian. It never worked until she was in junior year where a teacher, for once, believed in her giving her the chance to clean up her act.

She did and managed to get into a good university, secretly she'd always loved dancing but was never confident enough to go for a career in it, and so instead she went into English teaching later getting a job at the TARDIS Performing Arts High School, she can be very strict with her students but underneath she does care about them; she just doesn't want to build false hope for them.

River is unmarried and doesn't have any children of her own so she can be quite motherly towards the students without meaning to be.

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[knownconsortofthedoctor]

tag- v: saxons sinful

River was born in 1944 meaning she is now 49 years old. River wasn’t wanted by her parents and was given up for adoption. She was then adopted by Madeline Kovarian. Madame Kovarian was not kind and River was abused mentally and physically. When she turned 16 she ran away from home.

River tried to get a job using the limited money (she had been saving) and skill she had from having to impress the people Kovarian would bring home. When that didn’t work she checked herself into a hostel and started doing the only thing she knew how to do. She used her body, she was a whore.

And that’s when she met Harry. She was his client and he liked her, he tried to help her getting her a job as a dancer at a bar where he worked as security. She fell in love with him because he treated her kindly in a way no one had been before.

After a few years they got married, she was happy still and they started their own club. As the business took more time and it became apparent that River couldn't give what they both wanted. a child, the two drew apart. River became focused on her job and Harry became focused on chasing after young woman. She knew this but stayed by him.

River did once try to leave, however he threatened to tell everyone what she really was. A whore. She tries to convince herself that she loves him, that he loves her like he use to.

She finds comfort in the people at the club, she knows some people are confused about why she stays with him but she would never tell them.

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