You don't need to bother [Open]
Characters: Riku Replica and anyone he bumps into
Location: Around; starting near the fountain
Time: April 18th, morning
Style: Prose or Action; my main entry is in prose
Status: OPEN
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He opened his eyes and looked around. That simple act puzzled him. This place- He tilted his head back, wet bangs still clinging to his forehead. It's not Castle Oblivion.
Sitting with his back to Vatheon's stone fountain and knees bent up close to his chest, the boy known as Riku's replica held up one hand. He was still in his combat form, though his weapon was nowhere to be seen. I disappeared ... didn't I? So this must be- He lolled his head to one side and then the other. That place the real thing meant. A frustrated expression crossed his face. You just had to be right, didn't you? I couldn't just stop being- He touched his face, pushing his bangs out of his face. Living on as a fake.
As he let his hand fall back down near his hip, he felt it impact something on the ground. The boy knew that shape immediately - some kind of star charm. He closed his eyes and gripped it tight, not even looking at it. "You won't get a 'thanks' out of me for this." Despite his protests, he couldn't just leave it behind, though. Instead, he tucked the object into the back of his belt - the same place he used to keep Naminé's charm, or what he'd been made to believe was her charm.
For a few minutes, he just sat there against the fountain: one arm draped over a bent knee, the other flat on the ground but canted to a bend as well, and his right arm relaxed at his side. He wasn't interested in exploring the place, didn't have anyone he missed or longed to see where he'd come from, and had no intense desires for food or drink. Not a half hour ago (in his mind) he'd given his all in an effort to destroy Riku - the boy whose likeness he shared to a T. When Riku tried to be kind to his replica in their final moments together... it only served to make the replica even more bitter. He didn't want pity or sympathy from the likes of him.
Spent physically and emotionally, it was hard enough work just to think. In an hour, he wouldn't remember the shapes etched into the fountain, or the signs on the buildings nearby, and he certainly didn't remember the faces of anyone who passed by.
[OOC Note for Fru] Timeline Order:
- Ventus
- Lea
- Ritsuka [complete!]
- Joshua/Yoshiya Kiryu
- Tsuzuki
- Naminé
- Ventus part 2
Location: Around; starting near the fountain
Time: April 18th, morning
Style: Prose or Action; my main entry is in prose
Status: OPEN
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He opened his eyes and looked around. That simple act puzzled him. This place- He tilted his head back, wet bangs still clinging to his forehead. It's not Castle Oblivion.
Sitting with his back to Vatheon's stone fountain and knees bent up close to his chest, the boy known as Riku's replica held up one hand. He was still in his combat form, though his weapon was nowhere to be seen. I disappeared ... didn't I? So this must be- He lolled his head to one side and then the other. That place the real thing meant. A frustrated expression crossed his face. You just had to be right, didn't you? I couldn't just stop being- He touched his face, pushing his bangs out of his face. Living on as a fake.
As he let his hand fall back down near his hip, he felt it impact something on the ground. The boy knew that shape immediately - some kind of star charm. He closed his eyes and gripped it tight, not even looking at it. "You won't get a 'thanks' out of me for this." Despite his protests, he couldn't just leave it behind, though. Instead, he tucked the object into the back of his belt - the same place he used to keep Naminé's charm, or what he'd been made to believe was her charm.
For a few minutes, he just sat there against the fountain: one arm draped over a bent knee, the other flat on the ground but canted to a bend as well, and his right arm relaxed at his side. He wasn't interested in exploring the place, didn't have anyone he missed or longed to see where he'd come from, and had no intense desires for food or drink. Not a half hour ago (in his mind) he'd given his all in an effort to destroy Riku - the boy whose likeness he shared to a T. When Riku tried to be kind to his replica in their final moments together... it only served to make the replica even more bitter. He didn't want pity or sympathy from the likes of him.
Spent physically and emotionally, it was hard enough work just to think. In an hour, he wouldn't remember the shapes etched into the fountain, or the signs on the buildings nearby, and he certainly didn't remember the faces of anyone who passed by.
[OOC Note for Fru] Timeline Order:
- Ventus
- Lea
- Ritsuka [complete!]
- Joshua/Yoshiya Kiryu
- Tsuzuki
- Naminé
- Ventus part 2