You're alive... [Active]
Characters: Macha, anyone to help fight a Soldier Heartless :O
Content: Macha finally graces Tsukasa again! Or not. .___.
Setting: Outside Paixao Central Station [J6]
Time: Backdated to hallucinations-becoming-Heartless stuffs *lol* Afternoon
Warnings: light violence
The city had been losing its interest, more so with the not-leaving bit. It was rare for Macha to stay in one place; no, she was always popping around The World, although it was often mission-related, which generally involved finding where Tsukasa had gotten to... But when she traveled, she learned. From him, from his... friends. There wasn't much to learn here; she didn't know where to start, what to do. She could watch people, but to what point? What could she do with such knowledge of peoples' likes, dislikes... such things didn't matter to an AI.
But that was when she found him. Standing there, waiting outside of the train station, holding his staff behind his back, a small smile on his face. Her red eyes widened a fraction in disbelief. He was here. Tsukasa was... still alive. Morganna truly hadn't won - Haseo hadn't been lying then, about his version of The World, and then Aura was really the one to watch over it. The child in white had grown up.
She floated up to Tsukasa, slowly, as if to be sure. Reaching a hand towards him and watching him step towards her, his smile breaking out further across his face. "Macha! I knew I'd find you again!"
Macha blinked. "Tsukasa." She thought that once, not long ago (maybe a week?), that she had seen him here. Before. But he wasn't smiling then. He had looked at her briefly, and then turned away and was gone. She would have written it off as a glitch, but this city was not made of data. Still... she was data, yet she was here. He could be a ghost, perhaps... stray, lost data... shifting... shifting...
"I'm really here, Macha," he told her with the tilt of his head. He picked up on her uncertainty.
Her ears perked and her body relaxed, just a bit. She watched him move his staff to his side and reach into a pocket of his robes, searching for something. After a moment, he pulled out a small stalk of aromatic grass and held it out to her. "I kept it safe for you, and so when I saw you again, I could say thank you."
Macha took the piece of grass and stared at it, then to Tsukasa, and then back at the stalk. She floated away a bit, turning to examine it. It was the same piece that she had dropped... she knew this without much thought or doubt. He had kept it, after all this time? Though... she didn't actually know how long it had been... time in Paixao passed strangely. Night and day was regulated, just like in The World... but it never seemed.... quite right.
"I don't..." What was she supposed to say? She had wanted to see him for such a long time, ever since she arrived here after her death. Wanted to know that he was safe. "I'm glad you survived," she told him, with what she believed to be honesty.
He reached out to her and took one of her paws, smiling, and then to her surprise pulled her towards him for a hug. Her ears twitched, and her eyes were wide, and she didn't move much more than that, too uncertain how she should react. Was she supposed to react?
"It's alright, Macha. I understand."
She was about to reach up to him when she felt his grip tighten around her, stronger than he should be capable of. He was a wavemaster. A magic-user. His strength was not in his arms... it was in his heart, she thought. She frowned and begun to try and twist free, panic spiking suddenly.
"Tsukasa!" she hissed and him. Anyone else, she would have lashed against. She... couldn't. It was Tsukasa. He changed her. He... why would he hurt her? She thought...
Macha managed to break away, floating up to the top of the stairs and looking down at Tsukasa with a sharp look, feeling betrayed. Was this how he faced Morganna? With this new strength and yellow eyes?
She growled and felt as if her data had been toyed with. Glitch, glitch, glitch... -
Tsukasa wouldn't attack her.
He charged towards her, staff gone, arms held out, body darkening, changing - a demon? She gasped and pulled back with a snap, and suddenly something had latched onto her arm, clawing at her. I helmet gleamed at her, just as orbs of yellow. She struggled to get it off, but she was weaker than it. If she just had a moment of focus she could teleport herself elsewhere... but at the rate she was going, it wouldn't work.
An actual, frantic cry, was vocalized loudly as she continued her struggle.
Content: Macha finally graces Tsukasa again! Or not. .___.
Setting: Outside Paixao Central Station [J6]
Time: Backdated to hallucinations-becoming-Heartless stuffs *lol* Afternoon
Warnings: light violence
The city had been losing its interest, more so with the not-leaving bit. It was rare for Macha to stay in one place; no, she was always popping around The World, although it was often mission-related, which generally involved finding where Tsukasa had gotten to... But when she traveled, she learned. From him, from his... friends. There wasn't much to learn here; she didn't know where to start, what to do. She could watch people, but to what point? What could she do with such knowledge of peoples' likes, dislikes... such things didn't matter to an AI.
But that was when she found him. Standing there, waiting outside of the train station, holding his staff behind his back, a small smile on his face. Her red eyes widened a fraction in disbelief. He was here. Tsukasa was... still alive. Morganna truly hadn't won - Haseo hadn't been lying then, about his version of The World, and then Aura was really the one to watch over it. The child in white had grown up.
She floated up to Tsukasa, slowly, as if to be sure. Reaching a hand towards him and watching him step towards her, his smile breaking out further across his face. "Macha! I knew I'd find you again!"
Macha blinked. "Tsukasa." She thought that once, not long ago (maybe a week?), that she had seen him here. Before. But he wasn't smiling then. He had looked at her briefly, and then turned away and was gone. She would have written it off as a glitch, but this city was not made of data. Still... she was data, yet she was here. He could be a ghost, perhaps... stray, lost data... shifting... shifting...
"I'm really here, Macha," he told her with the tilt of his head. He picked up on her uncertainty.
Her ears perked and her body relaxed, just a bit. She watched him move his staff to his side and reach into a pocket of his robes, searching for something. After a moment, he pulled out a small stalk of aromatic grass and held it out to her. "I kept it safe for you, and so when I saw you again, I could say thank you."
Macha took the piece of grass and stared at it, then to Tsukasa, and then back at the stalk. She floated away a bit, turning to examine it. It was the same piece that she had dropped... she knew this without much thought or doubt. He had kept it, after all this time? Though... she didn't actually know how long it had been... time in Paixao passed strangely. Night and day was regulated, just like in The World... but it never seemed.... quite right.
"I don't..." What was she supposed to say? She had wanted to see him for such a long time, ever since she arrived here after her death. Wanted to know that he was safe. "I'm glad you survived," she told him, with what she believed to be honesty.
He reached out to her and took one of her paws, smiling, and then to her surprise pulled her towards him for a hug. Her ears twitched, and her eyes were wide, and she didn't move much more than that, too uncertain how she should react. Was she supposed to react?
"It's alright, Macha. I understand."
She was about to reach up to him when she felt his grip tighten around her, stronger than he should be capable of. He was a wavemaster. A magic-user. His strength was not in his arms... it was in his heart, she thought. She frowned and begun to try and twist free, panic spiking suddenly.
"Tsukasa!" she hissed and him. Anyone else, she would have lashed against. She... couldn't. It was Tsukasa. He changed her. He... why would he hurt her? She thought...
Macha managed to break away, floating up to the top of the stairs and looking down at Tsukasa with a sharp look, feeling betrayed. Was this how he faced Morganna? With this new strength and yellow eyes?
She growled and felt as if her data had been toyed with. Glitch, glitch, glitch... -
Tsukasa wouldn't attack her.
He charged towards her, staff gone, arms held out, body darkening, changing - a demon? She gasped and pulled back with a snap, and suddenly something had latched onto her arm, clawing at her. I helmet gleamed at her, just as orbs of yellow. She struggled to get it off, but she was weaker than it. If she just had a moment of focus she could teleport herself elsewhere... but at the rate she was going, it wouldn't work.
An actual, frantic cry, was vocalized loudly as she continued her struggle.