Tear into the History

[lockandkeyblade]

Who: KH Lightsiders + Friends
When: June 2 - June 6
Where: City (patrols), Woods (training area), Lion's Gate, Riku's Apartment, Anywhere else
Summary:  Kingdom Hearts Light Siders meet and prepare for the upcoming confrontation with Master Xehanort, Training montage   sharpening their fighting skills and patrolling the darkness for heartless or

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Thursday, June 2 [Meeting day]

[lockandkeyblade]

[Open // Post-Meeting]

[createsoblivion]

[To say she's not even a little bit shaken would be an awful lie. Rehashing her past just before arriving to the Port, all her information on Master Xehanort, Terra and the horrifying meld of them both. The fear she'd felt when she realized Ventus wasn't himself anymore, that Vanitas had won out in the end... Granted, she'd been the victor there, thought Ventus' heart...

She'd lingered behind the appointed area, unsure if she wanted to return home or go to work or... Ventus was safe at least, as were the rest of the kids. Sora, Roxas, Xion. Riku as well. And she worried for all of them. She wished that her own Master were still in the Port, that he hadn't returned home to his fated death.

So she's leaning against a far wall of one of the meeting rooms, arms crossed just under her chest. Xehanort had to be stopped. He would be stopped.]

[Open // Post-Meeting]

[madeinoblivion]

[He hasn't really met Master Aqua properly, in person, until now.

Maybe he hadn't looked up to her on instinct quite as much as he had with Terra, because he hadn't expected so much strength from a girl keybearer, subconsciously.

But after hearing her tell them about Xehanort, about all of what had happened- he'd found his respect for her had grown tremendously.

So he loitered admiringly, until the others had begun their practice, or making quieter plans, and then made his way up to her, reaching out tentatively for her arm.]

Don't worry. Together, we're going to set it all right again.

[createsoblivion]

[It would be a lie to say the ratio didn't favor in male Keybearers, even in her time. But she had always worked just as hard as the boys, something she'd always been a little proud of.

She'd been lost in aimless thought when his hand found her arm. She didn't startle, but it was enough to pull her out of the reverie.]

.. Yeah. We will. [Her smile was warm. He looked much closer to the boy she remembered from the Islands that evening; she was subconsciously relaxing around him for it, too.]

[madeinoblivion]

[He felt a bit guilty- mostly because he'd trusted that Terra was going to handle Xehanort, could take care of it all on his own. Joe had stepped back, had held still, had let him.

And now Aqua- she was probably sad, to lose him all over again. So he was determined to be a good friend, good support.]

I'll train really hard, I promise- even if I was never supposed to wield a real keyblade.

[createsoblivion]

The strength of your heart is just as important as wielding a Keyblade. The faith in your friends. Sometimes it does more than a single Keyblade ever could.

[Which isn't to say the Keys weren't useful; heck no.]

[madeinoblivion]

[Except when you have faith that they'll put an end to all the bad things on their own- you trust in them to handle it by themselves, and then they come short...

It's the serious doubt he might raise aloud, if not for Terra being Aqua's good friend.

But his disappointment- no, his quiet fear (because if Terra isn't tough enough, who could me?) doesn't seem fair or right to unload on Aqua. Not now.

So the shadow just lingers unvoiced on his heart, in the halfhearted way he nods, not really believing what she says entirely.]

But what if Xehanort is counting on the strength of our hearts? That's...hnh, well that's what he wants, right?

We've got to catch him off guard, somehow. Hit him with what he's not expecting.

[createsoblivion]

[Some things she'd rather have wished Ventus never had to know about. Just.. one of those things, she supposed. But it was necessary now, for him to know. For everyone to know. When he leaned next to her she smiled down at him. He always knew when she was down.]

Hey, Ven. You okay?

[createsoblivion]

I'm... alright. [Have a hair pet, Ven.] We've gotta stay strong if we want to help Terra. [Again]

[createsoblivion]

[Her hand falls to his shoulder, her expression almost falling as well.]

'This time?' Ven.. You've never let me down before. [Really. If anything, she'd let him down. Let his heart be lost back home and-- No. She had never thought that.]

[createsoblivion]

[She squeezes his shoulder once his hand is over hers, the look on her face turning more than a little sympathetic.]

You're here now, Ven. You're safe; that's what matters to me.

[Not.. Locked up in a room that no one besides herself could get into. Her heart aches just thinking about the fate he'd have to return to.]