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Time Cuts Cruelest of All [active]

Sep 07, 2011 23:21

Character(s): Saïx and Ven
Content: A chance meeting
Setting: Out in the streets of the city
Time: Early Evening
Warnings: None (yet)

( It should, Saïx had decided, be somewhat less of a requirement... )

saix, ventus, week 34

Comments 22

needsadult September 9 2011, 16:52:56 UTC

Ventus had found himself making a habit out of wandering the streets once or twice a day, often both walking familiar pathways and discovering new ones as he went. There was a lot to see, and Ven couldn't help but be curious.

Besides, he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. He might as well get to know the place, right?

Unlike Saix, Ventus took in everything he saw like a sponge; he looked in the buildings and around the streets, and noticed the people around him. A lot of the time, he even found someone to talk to. Usually, though, he didn't see a lot of familiar faces.

Today was an exception.

The flash of blue in the corner of his eye made him turn and, though he was surprised, he recognized it almost instantly. Without stopping to take in more detail, Ven spoke up, trying to get his attention.

"Isa?" he asked, not yet noticing the obvious differences.

onabluemoon September 10 2011, 03:52:42 UTC

Even with Saïx paying absolutely no attention to the people around him, he could no sooner miss the sound of the name he used to bear then he could have flown. He had left that past behind. It had died with his world, and to hear it brought up now only further soured his mood. It likely came as no surprise that he turned to look at the person that spoken the name of something he had tried to hide all those years ago.

What he found was only another point against an already sour mood and he made no effort to keep the scowl of his face. Of all the faces to have to see again, it had to be that face. The face of the past that was still reflected in the present. The one thing he couldn't get away from.

"That's not my name."

needsadult September 14 2011, 03:33:40 UTC

A mild surprise was reflected in the boy's features when the older man turned around. Though he had thought too quickly to notice the differences from the back, looking at his face made the distinctions painfully clear. It wasn't just that blue-haired man looked older then the boy he had met in Radiant Garden - after all, there were a lot of people from different times in this world. It was the features that gave Ventus pause.

The scar, the yellow eyes...that look on his face. Isa hadn't smiled a lot, sure, but something in this man's expression seemed much darker. But they still looked similar. Isa could easily have been his brother.

But he had probably just made a mistake.

"Oh, I see." Ven said, a small note of disappointment in his voice. It would've been nice to reunite with someone else that he knew. "Sorry. You just look a lot like a friend of mine."

onabluemoon September 14 2011, 04:26:39 UTC

Oh, he had most certainly made a mistake. But it wasn't quite the mistake he'd thought he'd made. Saïx had once been Isa. But that had been years ago, when things had been simpler and he'd only had the doings of one person to concern himself with. Still, he wasn't about to let Ven know that he did know that name; that hit had been his so very long ago, back when he could still about such things as the disappointment in Ven's.

"I heard," he answered tersely, not turning his gaze from Ven. "But you were asking for someone you won't find."

Isa had died. Saïx lived on, and no one could return him to the child he'd been. To be honest, he would hardly have wanted to be him again even if someone had given him the chance. The past deserved to stay buried.

needsadult September 18 2011, 06:36:32 UTC

"Right." Ven replied, trying to keep his tone neutral - not something that he could do well at all. "He's not supposed to be here anyway."

Of course, there were a lot of people who shouldn't have been in this world. But it was probably better that as many people avoided this place as possible. It was dangerous, and he had to think about what would be safest for everyone. That was his job, right?

But try as he might, Ven couldn't shake the feeling that something about this man was familiar. Somehow, he really did remind him of Isa. Could that really just be a coincidence?

No harm in asking, right?

"Are you sure you don't at least know a guy named Isa?" he asked. "You both look kinda alike."

There was more to it then how he looked, but Ven couldn't quite put his finger on what that was, much less describe it.