Day 002
Who: Ventus and you!
What: Trying out his imagination.
Where: Twilight Town
When: Daytime
Warnings: possible pie throwing.
[It hasn't been the best of weeks, really. There's been revelations, and tears. Many a harsh talk and-- well, Ventus simply isn't used to this. All the pressure, the sudden weight on his shoulders... it's easy enough to understand why he's looking for a break in the current routine.]
[Which is why today, he's not letting himself think about those things at all. Speaking with the townsfolk has always led him to some really neat revelations, and this is simply the next-- he can dream up whatever he wants.]
And so the Tram Commons in Twilight Town is currently somewhat of a junkyard. He...hopes he can dream all this stuff away, because he doubts Axel or Roxas would be impressed. He has ten wooden keyblades of various shapes, piled up neatly to the side; some cream pies; a few doves and rabbits; a shield; a sword; a magic staff; so many different styles of ice cream it's not even funny; a trampoline...]
[Oh, but he's just getting started. Closing his eyes, Ventus gives it some very deep thought-- and then there's tapestries blowing about the wind, as well, the very same one's he'd seen once before in Aurora's castle.]
[Watching them fly about, he almost looks back to normal. Almost. But it's enough at the moment that he simply doesn't have to think.]
What: Trying out his imagination.
Where: Twilight Town
When: Daytime
Warnings: possible pie throwing.
[It hasn't been the best of weeks, really. There's been revelations, and tears. Many a harsh talk and-- well, Ventus simply isn't used to this. All the pressure, the sudden weight on his shoulders... it's easy enough to understand why he's looking for a break in the current routine.]
[Which is why today, he's not letting himself think about those things at all. Speaking with the townsfolk has always led him to some really neat revelations, and this is simply the next-- he can dream up whatever he wants.]
And so the Tram Commons in Twilight Town is currently somewhat of a junkyard. He...hopes he can dream all this stuff away, because he doubts Axel or Roxas would be impressed. He has ten wooden keyblades of various shapes, piled up neatly to the side; some cream pies; a few doves and rabbits; a shield; a sword; a magic staff; so many different styles of ice cream it's not even funny; a trampoline...]
[Oh, but he's just getting started. Closing his eyes, Ventus gives it some very deep thought-- and then there's tapestries blowing about the wind, as well, the very same one's he'd seen once before in Aurora's castle.]
[Watching them fly about, he almost looks back to normal. Almost. But it's enough at the moment that he simply doesn't have to think.]