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[lemilrion]

"  YOU'VE  GOT  NOTHING  TO  WORRY  ABOUT!   "    mirio  strides  beside  the  younger,   arms  out  with  enthusiasm.   and  for  all  of  his  brightness,  there's  sincerity  in  his  tone.    (   as  if  he  believes,   for  that  moment,   that  no  one  is  more  capable  than  riku.    )      "   if  you  wanna  get  some  extra  practice  in  before  the  exam,   i'd  be  happy  to  do  some  training  with  you.    " / @roadawn

[heartslight]

you need your sleep just as much as i do.

the words take a minute to register, lost to the songs the wind sings as she makes her way through the little spit of land they’ve called home. the sun has disappeared beyond the horizon hours ago but he’s yet to move from where he last saw the sight, paralyzed in the absence of light. and wasn’t that such a funny thing to consider, when he’s allowed himself to be swallowed by the darkest of darks? but no, he couldn’t be blamed. the darkness on this island was rooted in something fouler, something unseen anywhere else— there were too many unpleasant memories tied to what happens on destiny island, when the sun sets.

riku knew this. he knew / he was there / he stood in the monster’s maw with him, hand in hand, when those jaws closed and still— he asks sora to sleep? something stings where it rests atop his tongue, swallowed down before more cruelty stains the little spit of land they’ve called haven. ❛ i don’t think i’ll be able to sleep, even if i tried. ❜ honesty, a vulnerability not often shown / an exposure so indecent that sora laughs before anything can be offered in response. body turns ( cracks / struggles against the burdens that continue to weigh down despite reaching the supposed happily ever after ) and he offers his best friend a smile that feels as out of place as the boy does. ❛ we should have a slumber party! we can go find kairi, and see if she wants to, so it can be like old times! ❜ 

sleep won’t come, not again. not for a while. not until peace is made with the nightmares / not until sora can finally find it within himself to relax in this little spit of land that hasn’t felt like home since they’ve landed in her waters.  but as long as he’s not alone, maybe a step can be taken in the right direction.

[quirkcaught]

❝ be careful…there have been monsters around here lately. ❞ @ momo!

“   I  HEAR  YOU.   ”     she  stalks  forward,   cloak  drawn  around  her  shoulders.  sheld  stays  prepped  on  one  arm.   her  opposite  hand  holds  a  bo  staff.     “   what  sort  of  monsters  are  you  referring  to?     —  this  area  of  the  city  usually  has  a  low  percentage  of  physical  altering  quirks.   in  any  case,   you  should  stay  close  to  me!   i'll  make  sure  we  reach  somewhere  safe  and  call  for  backup.     "

[kaigome]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒,     as they both emerge from the water,   soaked and shivering.   death tastes so familiar to a girl like her,  the rapid grabbing her until the other had pulled her out.   — — —  she coughs,  breathless,   trying to steady herself.      ❛  th —   thank you   —     ❜  | @roadawn

[heartslight]

❛ wait.. you're telling me you drove the gummi ship? and donald didn't throw a huge squawking fit about it? ❜ well, that's just not fair. that is so many levels of unfairness and betrayal  that sora doesn't know if he even has the time to properly go through it all ( might be for the best, kingdom hearts knows his heart wouldn't be able to survive it. ) he's not sure he could ever look either one of them the same way again, not after this. ❛ it took me years to finally get him to let me drive it, and even then! he loved to backseat me every chance he got! ❜ head hangs in utter defeat; he knew this was a match where there was no beating @roadawn in. ❛ it's pure favoritism. donald likes you more because king mickey likes you more and donald looooves king mickey. ❜ / ( starter call. )

[trickdeal]

A SHIFT IN WEIGHT.    unease evident in the way he stands ,  swaying slightly.  there is an air of mystery ,  ominous in nature ,  birthed from another’s presence.   he does not flee ,  however ,  as he never was one to run.   ❝  ----  wanna run that by me again ... ?  ❞    -   @roadawn 

[thalxssas]

laying there, in the grass by the castle in the radiant garden, she could almost pretend she was back on the islands. almost. the night sky was nearly as clear as the main island, but the air was far too chilly & there was no sound to replicate the water crashing on the shore–––– though the leaves rustling in the wind sounded like they were attempting to recreate the sound in their own way.

she had been grateful for the opportunity to spend a little extra time with riku in the midst of her training. she knew that, all too soon, they would need to separate again, & she was grateful to merlin for realizing that, too, & letting her spend extra time with her friend.

sitting outside, alone, gave her the opportunity to ask a question that she'd been meaning to ask since she was retrieved & told she was going to train in radiant garden.

      ❛ hey, riku? can i ask you about your mark of mastery exam? ❜

she knew the basics. riku had passed, sora had not. xehanort had interfered with the test, & that seemed to be the cause. there had been a lot of talk about things like sleeping worlds & dream eaters that had gone over her head. no one had explained, & she hadn't asked–––– it hadn't been the time. but, she was beginning to realize that everyone else's knowledge about various things far surpassed her own, & she didn't want her lack of understanding to be another thing that made her fall behind.

( starter call! | @roadawn)

[kikiyo]

⤳   @roadawn​​​​ asked:     ‹  do the dead frighten you? ›

lips twitch a smile, amused by the suggestion: to be frightened by something so naturally a part of life, a part of herself? though she may loathe to be a corpse reanimated from dirt, mud and bone, she is not resentful of the state of being itself. “ no, ” she answers, the word offered with a gentle simplicity to her tone. death is neither cruel nor malicious – it is simply a creature which eats and eats and eats. even this anthropomorphizing of the grandest mystery to life is unfair. a creature acts on instinct, fights to survive. there is no aim to death. no drive to find prey, or food, or shelter. death is as death is. nothing more, nothing less. why should she be afraid of the dead, then, when it is so indiscriminate? when it takes from all and leaves little behind; the good and the evil, the mean and the kind. the dead do not scare her. she knows this because she does not frighten herself.

“ the living are far more terrifying. ” there's a playful air to her speech, as she continues her gentle smile and stares on towards riku. “ are you scared? ”