♚ 001
Characters: bondingearth & vatheon
Location: Plaza
Time: Mid-day/early evening
Style: Any!
Status: Open like a jar of pickles.
[The minute Terra hit the ground, a series of wet coughs resonated from within the armor protecting his body. It didn't help that just seconds ago he was under attack from a volley of Keyblades--It'd probably leave some bruising for sure, though he'd worry about that later. After a few moments of that last series of coughs, the newcomer fumbles with his helmet to yank it off and throw it off to the side.
It hits the ground with a clatter, the owner simply collapsing back to the ground to catch his breath and organize his thoughts. This wasn't the Keyblade Graveyard, that's for certain--This place looked nothing like it. You'd have to be blind to mistake it for that empty world. There was no Xehanort. No Vanitas. No...]
They were still at that graveyard with Xehanort. They had to be okay--He wasn't going to lose them if he had any say about it.]
Ven... Aqua... Hold on.
Location: Plaza
Time: Mid-day/early evening
Style: Any!
Status: Open like a jar of pickles.
[The minute Terra hit the ground, a series of wet coughs resonated from within the armor protecting his body. It didn't help that just seconds ago he was under attack from a volley of Keyblades--It'd probably leave some bruising for sure, though he'd worry about that later. After a few moments of that last series of coughs, the newcomer fumbles with his helmet to yank it off and throw it off to the side.
It hits the ground with a clatter, the owner simply collapsing back to the ground to catch his breath and organize his thoughts. This wasn't the Keyblade Graveyard, that's for certain--This place looked nothing like it. You'd have to be blind to mistake it for that empty world. There was no Xehanort. No Vanitas. No...]
They were still at that graveyard with Xehanort. They had to be okay--He wasn't going to lose them if he had any say about it.]
Ven... Aqua... Hold on.