[Open // In-Progress]
Who: x_dotdotdot_x, no1_assassin, enchantwings, dropof_light, Open!
When: A few hours after his last communication.
Where: Jungle walk, at one of the gazebos overlooking the ocean
Rating: PG
Summary: Memories forgotten, sadness consumes...
Leon sat alone, staring out over the gently rolling blue water. It was a beautiful view, but the Griever didn't see it. Instead, he was looking back, inward, back to Radiant Garden and trying desperately to remember things, little things, he'd known before.
Like the color of Aerith's house. Like the name of his kindergarten teacher. His first pet. His favorite toy.
...but nothing. Simply blanks, as if they never existed at all. It scared the hell out of him. He hadn't wanted to eat any of that candy, but he hadn't been able to help it. He'd always had a weakness for peanut butter and chocolate. And now, he was deathly afraid that what had happened to Sora was now happening to him.
But, he was supposed to be the strong one, wasn't he? The rock upon which his friends depended! Their steadfast Leon, always able to be counted upon, never not there for any of them. Because if he wasn't...then who would be?
When: A few hours after his last communication.
Where: Jungle walk, at one of the gazebos overlooking the ocean
Rating: PG
Summary: Memories forgotten, sadness consumes...
Leon sat alone, staring out over the gently rolling blue water. It was a beautiful view, but the Griever didn't see it. Instead, he was looking back, inward, back to Radiant Garden and trying desperately to remember things, little things, he'd known before.
Like the color of Aerith's house. Like the name of his kindergarten teacher. His first pet. His favorite toy.
...but nothing. Simply blanks, as if they never existed at all. It scared the hell out of him. He hadn't wanted to eat any of that candy, but he hadn't been able to help it. He'd always had a weakness for peanut butter and chocolate. And now, he was deathly afraid that what had happened to Sora was now happening to him.
But, he was supposed to be the strong one, wasn't he? The rock upon which his friends depended! Their steadfast Leon, always able to be counted upon, never not there for any of them. Because if he wasn't...then who would be?