If you don’t mind talking about it, what kind of tests have they put you all through?
(written answer)
Isa: i think i speak for all of us when i say that we dont want to get into the details of our own experiences....That being said the things they do here are messed up
Lea: You're sugarcoating it! You know if we werent here to keep X sane they probably would have fed us to those weird shadow thingies....what were they called?
X: Heartless
Lea: Yes! Xehanort is weirdly fascinated with them. We got the lucky treatment by them just looking through our hearts a bit....Though that hasnt ended the best way for most people either....
I bolted out of the gymnasium door immediately catching Eddie's eyes as he sat smoking on a picnic table. It wasn't until he realized I was sprinting towards him with Jason Carver and the rest of the basketball team half naked and carrying pom poms to protect their dignity did he bother getting up.
"Jesus! What did you do?!" Eddie started running behind me, grabbing me by the hand and practically dragging me through the trees.
"COME BACK HERE YOU FREAK!" Jason screamed but Eddie didn't stop. He had a death grip on my hand and even when it started to rain, he made sure to have a tight hold on me. When we got deep enough into the trees, Eddie pulled me around a larger tree and stopped abruptly so we could catch our breath.
"What the hell did you do Murillo?" Eddie whispered through pants.
"They...they were trashing you. I wasn't." I cough into Eddie's shirt feeling the burning in my lungs from running. The rain was starting to pick up and my hair was starting to stick to my forehead.
"I wasn't going to let them get away with it." Eddie looked confused.
"I'm still lost. They shit talk me all the time." He chuckled shaking his wet hair out of his face.
"Yeah well I was in a mood...so I threw their clothes and uniforms in the toilets and left the pompoms on the bench in the locker room." Eddie stared at me incredulously before belting out a laugh, I covered his mouth with my hand, peaking around the tree to make sure we weren't being followed anymore. Eddie reached up and pulled my hand down before putting his hand on my neck.
"You're a spitfire Murillo." Eddie leaned down and kissed me. I was surprised by the embrace but I scrunched my hand in his drenched hellfire shirt. I tasted the traces of his cigarette on his tongue and just before I felt like I was going to faint, Eddie pulled away, allowing me to take in oxygen.
"Let's get you out of these wet clothes. You know how I feel about you getting sick." Eddie took his leather jacket off and threw it over my shoulders, grabbing my hand and carefully leading me back through the woods. I made a mental note to do more badass shit on Eddie's behalf in the future.
Ok...well hopefully you feel better soon Mem, Mori will probably makes sure of that
The two both smile at you kindly. Mem nods and lets out a breath of a laugh.
“Yeah, I’ll be right as rain in the morning. Hopefully. Whatever it was it really gave a shock to my system, hah.”
Mori gave him an odd look, an eyebrow quirked up. He didn’t know what his partner saw, but it deeply concerned him. He didn’t let that show though, he only grinned to the message in the air, “Oh, don’t worry. I’ll take care of him, you have my word.”
to the mun, are there any more story segments planned, or will it be mostly asks? this is a cool au, i'd love to see some plot!
For sure! There’s going to be about ten chapters of the comic. It’s actually my longest story. Before the next chapter, I need to design, introduce and open asks to a few other characters, release a few short comics, release details about soul abilities, and write up the next chapter (I have the plot points). Thank you for your interest!
Phillip: It was... work. A drag. Day in, day out, same thing. Saw people come and go; shady folk. Looked the other way, mostly. None of my business. Couldn’t say I liked it, though.
[phillip sighs, clenching and unclenching his fist.]
Phillip: ...It had to be done though. I had... debts to repay.
[ he rings his hands, a sad smile crossing his face. he’s got nothing else to say. ]
