First Journey // Video
[Sora looks like he’s had a fist fight with a loaded paintbrush. White smears of paint are streaked down his cheek, all over his jacket and gloves. One of those paint-smudged fingers happens to be tapping the screen experimentally-probably what triggered the message to start.]
So all I gotta do is turn this thing on and ask everybody if they’ve seen ( Read more... )
So all I gotta do is turn this thing on and ask everybody if they’ve seen ( Read more... )
[oh, and maybe he also ripped open a corridor and is walking in the direction of the apartments. he's out of sight for now, but one can bet that won't be for long.]
It's about time you showed up.
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[Unfortunately, the sender of that mysterious text message is going to have to wait three full minutes as Sora figures out how to return the message.]
whatre you talking about
who is this
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I'm someone familiar.
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[He does put in a little extra effort into it, though. Have some punctuation.]
do I know you?
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[it's a ruse he can hide through the NV-- heck, he can probably still hide it once they happen to see each other eye to eye. just keep poking at your NV, Sora, pay no mind to the figure in the shadows nearby, face obscured by the darkness. Vanitas is watching silently, almost appraisingly- what is it about this dork that makes Ventus Junior so adamant about protecting him? is it more than simply being his Nobody?]
[in a moment, he'll step out of the shadows and find out.]
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[He shakes it off in time to jab in another reply.]
how about you tell me then?
where do I know you from?
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[and then, almost as if he were never there, silence. a moment passes. if Sora squints, he might be able to catch the faint glow of someone's NV to his right, before a new text message appears.]
We've known each other a long time. Since you were very young.
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[He lifts his head. Lets the silence pass. But he's wary now. It isn't anything serious- it's a crowded city. It's not a big deal someone would be getting around even after the Sirens, especially with the unusual powers people have been rumored to have.]
[Then the message comes, a blip on his NV. Sora stares at it for some time. Call it instinct. Paranoia in light of this mysterious sender. He stands where he is on the stairs.]
oh yeah? how about you quit playing games and already?
[He presses the send button. And his eyes scan the dark.]
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[he'll even make things easier and lifts his NV to face the apartment building after he sends a final text. see that bright square light? go get it, Sora.]
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[He spares a glance back at the well lit apartments at his back. And then back to the intimidating black to his right. Could be a trap to lure him into the dark.]
[A heartbeat. Well- Sora's no pushover. Whatever's waiting, he's not afraid of it. And Sora's off, chasing after that tiny rectangle of light.]
[His sprint continues until he's a few yards away, at which point, he slows cautiously to a near stop.]
You... You're the one sending me these.
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[Sora won't get a verbal reply. just a pair of glowing yellow eyes staring at him once he's close enough, almost exactly at the same eye level, and a whooshing sound as Vanitas reels back, raises Void Gear and swings it horizontally at Sora's head.]
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Riku?
[Given a moment more, he'd make sense that the build and the height were wrong to be his close friend- Shorter and more defined. That Riku was long freed from his dark form. Instead, he has to process two yellow eyes flashing dangerously in his direction. Sora's keyblade is out in an instant, a burst of light in his right hand. Instinct has him doubling back.]
[Too late. The Void Gear slams against the side of his head, sending him stumbling with a loud cry, reeling from the sheer force of the hit.]
[He's on the ground for a moment -- fights against nausea and searing pain and there's something wet running down the side of his head where he's been hit-- But he's been hit harder before and he wills himself to retaliate, a blind swing in the general direction of his attacker.]
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[he finally remarks, after he almost casually strides out of the way of that Keyblade swing- footsteps pick up a second time as Vanitas moves away to circle around Sora in a wide arc. is this it? maybe he hadn't really given Sora a fair shot at fighting back, but he still had unrealistically high expectations.]
[by the time the the heavy footfalls cease and he turns to face Sora again, he's standing near the steps to the apartment-- Vanitas has finally stepped out of the darkness, and the fluorescent light has finally spilled onto his features. he looks unimpressed. waiting for a reaction, but unimpressed.]
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[He'll be ready for it this time. Ready to fight, to hit back just as hard. Or at least he'd meant to be. What Sora sees next easily stops him in his tracks]
[Distinct hair, boyish features, a face he's only ever seen in the mirror; it's staring back at him as he stands in the suffocating dark. He thought he'd been fighting a Riku.]
[His face. This guy has his face.]
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What- another copy?
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