Even Dead Men Need Rest [active/open]

[talebeyonddeath]

Characters: Auron, Karst, Goofy
Content:  Auron takes a break in the park
Location: Thompkins Square Park
Time of day:  Midday
Warnings:  none

The broadsword he had retrieved the week before didn't need to be over his shoulder, but old habits died hard.  He was used to his katana, and the lighter, smaller weapon was going to take getting used to.  At

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[proxn_punkd]

Things rarely, if ever, got better on their own. So every passing day saw Karst limping out and about, cursing under her breath, and walking off her sprained ankle the best she could. She glowered miserably at everyone she saw, not because they'd done her any personal wrong, but because they had lived and her sister...

The East Villages area was nice, really. She tried to tell herself it was just a long vacation, that everything would be okay, something to stave off the despair and rage simmering inside her like a pot about to boil over. But the glittery stores weren't Times Square, the few withered clubs she'd visited weren't the wild night scene she knew, the subways were all closed due to crabs, and Thompkin's Square was no Central Park. Precious few tourists, and her sister was dead.

Fucking monster. Why'd She have to come here, of all places?!

[talebeyonddeath]

Catching movement out of the corner of his eye, Auron looked over at the young woman who had just arrived. Anyone would have been able to see that she was an angry, angry soul, and Auron wondered what wrong she had faced to make her that way. He remembered briefly speaking with her on the machina (though it was more him giving her a bit of advice than anything else), and remembered seeing her antagonistic approach to everyone around her.

She had mentioned losing someone. That was likely the cause. He knew full well the rage that came with losing those close to you. It was a dangerous thing. "You'd do well to let your pain loose while you don't have to fight."

[triosshield]

Goofy wandered through the ruined streets, hoping that Sora, Donald, and the others were just around the next corner. This certianly didn't look like the Destiny Islands Ansem had shown them, and it wasn't anything like how Sora had described his home. Still, they had all been going to the same place, so they must be here somewhere. Goofy just had to trust that their hearts would bring them together again.

This place was really sad, but that meant Goofy just had to smile extra wide to make up for it. Still, he looked around with a trained eye, and clutched the trashcan lid that was serving as a makeshift shield. As captain of the guard it was his duty to be ready to protect this place from Heartless.

Instead of Heartless, however, when he turned the corner he saw a large park, where a read headed girl stood next to the unmistakable form of the Guardian Auron. Overjoyed to see the stoic warrior, Goofy raised a gloved hand, and said, "Ayuck, hi there Auron! Good to see you, what are you doing here?"

[proxn_punkd]

Karst had been about to give the old man quite the talking-to (mostly age-related insults, if you must know), when she was cut off by a chuckle and a greeting in a voice that all but echoed with her long-ignored childhood. She whirled, intent on snarling at the intruder until his ears burned with the fire of her wrath-

- and then she stopped. Took a step back. Rubbed her eyes once, twice. Not real, he's not real, he's not real he's not real not real not real not- Exaggerated doggy face. Not real. Large eyes. Not real. That infuriatingly adorable dorky voice. Not real! And most definitely not a black man in an oversized costume.

All color drained from the teenager's face, and she made a very clear point of turning on her heel and limping away, just barely slow enough not to be considered an all-out run. She had the vague impression, she wasn't sure where from, that he'd follow her if she ran.

Not that he wouldn't follow her anyway. Hallucinations did that, didn't they?