Blind Master

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{☁} Well, that was one ease to her stability at least. While most wouldn’t have even remotely thought of that, she didn’t find it, rather used to living around men. And honestly, as long as she had a good supply of candy and some reading material, she likely would be quiet. She wasn’t one to try and cause mischief anymore, though she had to be kept entertained with her rush of energy, often times finding herself tapping her fingers or her heels in meetings with the disbanded group and rolling over now and again in bed on her day off.

Though she was a little surprised hearing that from him. She had nearly killed his best friend in plot to rule the organization. Didn’t that upset him? She’d let her mind wander from it. Instead, her feet followed quickly, walking fairly quick in place to follow by his side– and trying not to out walk him, since he knew where he was going. She had been many places, but some places were a little in the past than others.”

“So, how are we getting there? When I gained my heart back, I lost my corridors. And I had my transport, but of course, if broke down on me.” If he had one, she could easily figure how to fly it in a heartbeat. It was a favorite pastime, after all.

#v;; master of darkness #v;; pre unity #khunity!main #elexricainxania

"Master Yen Sid has allowed me to use his gummi ship." One that thankfully didn't run off the energy from 'smiles'. That-- was such an illogical form of energy that Riku could hardly wrap his mind around it. How could an expression of happiness create any amount of energy? How could a ship run off of it?

It was smaller than the one that Sora had, with room only for the pilot and one passenger -- and that was being generous. Relena's seat was a cramped area behind Riku's, and even someone as short as she was would find her knees nearly pressed up against her chest. It was meant for cargo, not a person.

Luckily for her, the trip back to the Tower wouldn't take that long. She would have room to breath once they landed, and time to stretch her legs.

"You can stay in my room while I go speak with Master Yen Sid. I think... it'll be better if I speak to him first before you go to see him."

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He is thankful for the touch to his arm the feeling of being grounded, the warmth. Its all new and yet he remembers the sensations from long ago, there is a lot he has missed and a lot he needs to take in, but one thing at a time.

“ Hmm… the Mysterious Tower, appropriate name I suppose.” he chuckled softly glancing to the other before nodding, " shall we then? As much as I would adore basking in the light, it is not right to keep others waiting. You likely have much more important duties than babysitting a relic of history.“

Its a bit of a joke at his own expense, he is well aware he is out of his element and out of his time, many years over. He’s still a bit weak as well, having been in the darkness for so long it did have an effect on him, suddenly finding himself awash in the light when for over a hundred years he’d only known the dark and the cold. He was also anxious to find out what had transpired in his absence, the details, he already knew what the future now their past had held, but where in that future was he? How much time did they have left before the Fated time? So many questions, and enumerable answers. “ And perhaps you and Master Yen Sid can help me fill in some gaps.”

#v;; master of darkness #masterofdaybreak

Riku let out a small snort before shaking his head. "You're vastly underestimating your importance, and overestimating the value of my time." The trapped Master had a vast array of knowledge that would be invaluable to them -- and even without that, he had been a victim to the darkness. Saving him was Riku's job, and he was glad to have a chance to be able to help someone. It was... a pleasant change of pace from the atrocities that he had helped to commit.

At the Master's statement, Riku simply nodded before pausing. So far, he had simply thought of the stranger as just 'The Master', and there was good reason for that. He was The Master, the one who had trained the masters who had led the unions and factions from so very long ago. But before he was that, he had to have been just an ordinary person with an ordinary name.

"I can take you to a room so you can rest. But... What do I call you?"

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Sleep belonged to the darkness, pulling the dreamer down, under most circumstances, into the depths of their own heart. There dreams and nightmares were born from the roiling mass of memories, fears and desires.

It had been a useful tool once, allowing Ansem to intrude on Riku’s dreams, twisting them into whatever he desired and feeding his mind and heart with promises and threats. But ever since diving into Sora’s dream, Riku had been more aware, more in control, of his sleeping state. It was getting harder to interfere without the boy noticing, and fighting back. Still, the longer he struggled, here close to his darkness, the more he wore himself down.

Ansem could have withdrawn, hidden away in the deepest darkness and tried to avoid the attention of Riku’s sleeping mind. Not this time. A relaxing stretch out through Riku’s darkness could be good for them both.

#v;; master of darkness #xpurpose

His dreams weren't a place of safety. Not now, and not ever. All Riku had ever learned was how to avoid them, be it through exhaustion or, as he had taken to in later years, drugs. Alcohol in particular.

You didn't dream much when you were passed out and drunk.

The worst of the nightmares, the ones that he did anything to avoid, had nothing to do with his travels. Figments of Xehanort, his betrayal of Sora, and Kairi's suffering never appeared in those haunted dreams. Instead, it was a figure that Riku had known his whole life. It was the person who had first started the Master down his dark and lonely path.

He was much smaller in his dreams, just a small child. He was sitting in front of a piano -- or what had once been a piano. The instrument was half-rotted away, key and strings exposed like bones and tendons. His fingers hovered hesitatedly over the naked ivory, knowing full well that pressing a single key would result in a snapped string.

"Pathetic." The voice of his father echoed in his mind as dark, shadowed fingers hovered over his own. "You're afraid. Pathetic."

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Terra arches a brow, surprise leaving his lips parted, before he snaps his mouth shut again. “Riku… Please don’t mistake what I was saying… You could never disappoint me- no matter what happens…” His expression tightens, as he rests a hand on Riku’s forearm. “It isn’t your fault.” He did think that it would be much easier to save the other two who mattered most besides Riku, but that did not mean it would happen, it did not mean it was so simple. Even after figuring out their locations he knew what was coming was not a path tread so easily.

For one, Aqua was in a place he held fear for, not in particular for what may lay there, but because of the pure fact that it was a place of darkness, something he held with little regard, and an overwhelming amount of panic, and fear, which it would hold against him. He was positive he needed her to save Ven however, so there was no avoiding that that realm would be the first path they would have to go to- although he would not force Riku to come, in the end if his apprentice refused, it would be time to just throw it all to the wind and try to save them himself.

“I need to know something. No- I need to request something…” Terra shifts, and stands up, before facing Riku. “I need you to help me with something- if you can deem it possible. A long time ago…” The brunet pauses for a moment, suddenly unsure. He had never planned how to explain this to his silver haired apprentice, and the memories were something he did not try to dwell on becuase of how much they hurt.

“My friends and I, we all trained to be keyblade masters. Only one of us succeeded, and after that we split up. Due to the malicious, and twisting actions of a man named…” He falters, something akin to fear flashing across his features, before his hand goes to his side, as he calls his keyblade to it, eyes scanning over the surface.

He couldn’t say it.

“Xe…” With a heavy sigh Terra shakes his head. He was just going to have to skip that detail, no matter how important it was. “Because of his actions, and my mistakes- they were forced into situations I had no power to fix. I lost one of them in the Realm of Darkness, and the other is in a comatose. I need to save them, but I don’t think I can do it alone. That’s why I need your help.” What had become of him himself was something he was keeping locked away forever, in the chained box he could call his heart, where there was always a sense of fear that Xehanort still lingered, and both his emotions, and the possible fragments of the old man’s heart needed to be locked away.

#v;; master and apprentice #endssoftheearth

Riku's expression smoothed out into something rather unreadable as he stared at Terra. He had known part of his Master's history and secrets, such as the fact that he had trained along side two others. The brunet had never told him what had happened to his friends, though, and Riku had never tried to push the topic. It didn't seem right to pry, and so he had left it up to his Master to offer up what information he felt that Riku deserved to know.

It wasn't entirely a secret, though. Terra had a habit of having nightmares, and names would slip through his lips during those times. Names like Aqua, Ventus, Eraqus, and-

"Xehanort."

He spoke the name easily as he glanced over at Terra. "Xehanort is the one who manipulated you."

And a beat.

"And you want to use me to get your friends back."

Was there hurt in his voice? There was in his gut, though Riku would never admit it. He had thought that, perhaps, Terra had actually cared about him... but...

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Sora’s eyes went to his friend as he heard his voice –more like a rasp than anything – a grin forming. He was glad that he was able to get his friend to Cid, knowing that the man would know what to do to patch up his friend. His hand moved away from his friend’s face – the cause of the roughness ( he was only trying to help clean up the cuts along his neck – oops) – and moved away just a bit to give him some space. “Hey… how you doing?”