[08 - Voice/Action]
[It's been a far too long day, long, long and worrisome, with Vanitas contacting him in the earliest morning and informing him of Mickey's and Pluto's disappearance (why he had done that is beyond Riku; telling them about the Heartless had been to his own advantage, but this... then again, darkness never meant necessarily evil... right?). It had taken him long to finally track down the king, bound and exhausted and trapped in a cage, just barely able to hold back the few remaining Heartless that had been preying on him.
Pluto too had taken his more than fair share of hits, both of them were recovering in Mickey's room in Tenna now and Riku too is now finally falling back on his bed, breathing deeply and wondering if the almost five months he had been in Splendor now had made him lose his edge. They must have to some degree, because he can't help but think that five months ago he wouldn't be feeling as exhausted as he does right now.
He closes his eyes as he exhales, letting his senses drift to search for the smell of familiar light in this house and in the district; just to allow himself the tiny piece of comfort by knowing Sora and Kairi nearby and safe.
Except... that Sora's light isn't where it should be. That Sora isn't where he should be.
He abruptly sits up, exhaustion replaced by panic as his thoughts race; the night was about to fall and usually Sora was at least in his room by now...
There had to be an explanation.
Perhaps... perhaps the kid was staying over with a friend, perhaps he had snuck out to go to the beach and see the stars - they had done that often when they had been kids.
But with the attack earlier on Mickey, Riku can't push away the feeling that there might be more to this; Splendor could be much more dangerous than they all pretend it to be.
There is one way to be sure he thinks as he picks up the seal, forcing himself to calm, to sound anything but as panicked as he currently is.]
Has anyone seen Sora today?
Is he staying over with anybody?
[Please, please let him be overreacting, he thinks, knuckles turning white as he clenches his hand and storms out of Tenna; the sun is almost gone and the air is cooling down, helping him calm, perhaps a little.
Surely everything was all right. Surely he was just panicking over nothing.
Please, let him be wrong...]
Pluto too had taken his more than fair share of hits, both of them were recovering in Mickey's room in Tenna now and Riku too is now finally falling back on his bed, breathing deeply and wondering if the almost five months he had been in Splendor now had made him lose his edge. They must have to some degree, because he can't help but think that five months ago he wouldn't be feeling as exhausted as he does right now.
He closes his eyes as he exhales, letting his senses drift to search for the smell of familiar light in this house and in the district; just to allow himself the tiny piece of comfort by knowing Sora and Kairi nearby and safe.
Except... that Sora's light isn't where it should be. That Sora isn't where he should be.
He abruptly sits up, exhaustion replaced by panic as his thoughts race; the night was about to fall and usually Sora was at least in his room by now...
There had to be an explanation.
Perhaps... perhaps the kid was staying over with a friend, perhaps he had snuck out to go to the beach and see the stars - they had done that often when they had been kids.
But with the attack earlier on Mickey, Riku can't push away the feeling that there might be more to this; Splendor could be much more dangerous than they all pretend it to be.
There is one way to be sure he thinks as he picks up the seal, forcing himself to calm, to sound anything but as panicked as he currently is.]
Has anyone seen Sora today?
Is he staying over with anybody?
[Please, please let him be overreacting, he thinks, knuckles turning white as he clenches his hand and storms out of Tenna; the sun is almost gone and the air is cooling down, helping him calm, perhaps a little.
Surely everything was all right. Surely he was just panicking over nothing.
Please, let him be wrong...]