message in a bottle [NARRATIVE/OPEN]
Who: Demyx, narrative/open
When: Friday morning
Where: By the ocean~
What: Sari told him a while back that leaving flowers or a letter by a gate might make him feel better. Now with emotions, he decides to try it.
Notes: If there's more than one person tagging, please do it in separate threads. :D Also be warned, for there is headcanon. Lots of it.
Now that the whole deal with Isis was over, it was a little easier to sit down at think about things. And Demyx had a lot to think about, so he'd been doing that for a while.
His heart still hurt some, because the guilt of hurting people for your own gain didn't go away over night. But it was getting better, because even though he had done a lot of bad things there were still people who liked him and cared enough about him to help out. Even if one was gone now. Maybe she would be happier back home, anyway. Neverland was a nice place.
Surprisingly, there was one thing he didn't have to sort out- he wasn't Edym. He didn't feel like Edym, he didn't look like Edym, and even though they might only be small differences, he was very much still Demyx. It bothered him a little bit, because Edym had been very important to some people, and Demyx still wasn't sure how important he was to anybody. He was kind of used to being used, after all. But mostly he was okay with that, because it meant even Nobodies could really exist on their own sometimes.
There was Edym's family, though. Edym had liked his family a whole lot, he remembered that, especially his little sister. Demyx had always been a little worried that one of the Dancer Nobodies might have been Aesha, because that was what she did best. And neither Demyx nor Edym had a way to check up on her and see if she was ok. Neither of them existed there any more, after all.
But there was still one thing he could do.
Demyx headed towards the beach with a goal in mind, remembering that Sari had said something about releasing your feelings through writing letters or leaving things. Releasing feelings was something he kind of wanted right now, seeing as he suddenly had so many rather than none. The ocean was probably the last place he should have done this at. After all, Aesha lived in a desert, but he figured she wouldn't actually get it either way so the beach was alright.
When he got there, he sat on the sand and just looked out at the water. It did seem to go on forever- maybe it would actually go somewhere else. Maybe. The blonde took a deep breathe, bended a piece of people and a pen into existence, and started to write with messy handwriting.
Hi Aesha,
I know you probably would rather hear from Edym, but I'm not him, and I'm really, really, really sorry about that. I'm Demyx, and I'm kind of sort of what's left of him.
See, what happened was the Heartless (you know what those are, right? I've seen them around Agrabah a lot) took his heart away from him, and that made me. I thought that maybe if I got my heart back, I'd become him again. It didn't really work out that way, though.
I'm still like him in a lot of ways, though. I still like music, and water, and I have all his memories. I look mostly like him, too. So I still remember you and everybody and I remember that he cared a lot about you so I thought you should maybe know that. I'd come and tell you, but I'm kind of in this weird other place so it doesn't really work like that.
I think if I got to meet you, I'd like you a lot too. From what I can from his memories you're really nice and lots of fun, even though the boy chasing kind of worried him, and I'd at least like to give you a hug. But I guess unless you come here, that won't happen, but I can still send a thought-hug at you. So if you actually get this, I'm thought hugging you. Unless that's weird.
Anyway, I just wanted you to know that Edym really cared a lot about you, and when all the bad stuff happened he was most worried about what would happen to his family. So I hope you're alright. And everyone else is too. Maybe I'll get to meet you one day and give you a real hug.
-Demyx
When he was done writing, he bent up a bottle and stuck the letter inside before pushing a cork on the end and tossing it into the ocean. He didn't move for a long time, just watching it drift away.
When: Friday morning
Where: By the ocean~
What: Sari told him a while back that leaving flowers or a letter by a gate might make him feel better. Now with emotions, he decides to try it.
Notes: If there's more than one person tagging, please do it in separate threads. :D Also be warned, for there is headcanon. Lots of it.
Now that the whole deal with Isis was over, it was a little easier to sit down at think about things. And Demyx had a lot to think about, so he'd been doing that for a while.
His heart still hurt some, because the guilt of hurting people for your own gain didn't go away over night. But it was getting better, because even though he had done a lot of bad things there were still people who liked him and cared enough about him to help out. Even if one was gone now. Maybe she would be happier back home, anyway. Neverland was a nice place.
Surprisingly, there was one thing he didn't have to sort out- he wasn't Edym. He didn't feel like Edym, he didn't look like Edym, and even though they might only be small differences, he was very much still Demyx. It bothered him a little bit, because Edym had been very important to some people, and Demyx still wasn't sure how important he was to anybody. He was kind of used to being used, after all. But mostly he was okay with that, because it meant even Nobodies could really exist on their own sometimes.
There was Edym's family, though. Edym had liked his family a whole lot, he remembered that, especially his little sister. Demyx had always been a little worried that one of the Dancer Nobodies might have been Aesha, because that was what she did best. And neither Demyx nor Edym had a way to check up on her and see if she was ok. Neither of them existed there any more, after all.
But there was still one thing he could do.
Demyx headed towards the beach with a goal in mind, remembering that Sari had said something about releasing your feelings through writing letters or leaving things. Releasing feelings was something he kind of wanted right now, seeing as he suddenly had so many rather than none. The ocean was probably the last place he should have done this at. After all, Aesha lived in a desert, but he figured she wouldn't actually get it either way so the beach was alright.
When he got there, he sat on the sand and just looked out at the water. It did seem to go on forever- maybe it would actually go somewhere else. Maybe. The blonde took a deep breathe, bended a piece of people and a pen into existence, and started to write with messy handwriting.
Hi Aesha,
I know you probably would rather hear from Edym, but I'm not him, and I'm really, really, really sorry about that. I'm Demyx, and I'm kind of sort of what's left of him.
See, what happened was the Heartless (you know what those are, right? I've seen them around Agrabah a lot) took his heart away from him, and that made me. I thought that maybe if I got my heart back, I'd become him again. It didn't really work out that way, though.
I'm still like him in a lot of ways, though. I still like music, and water, and I have all his memories. I look mostly like him, too. So I still remember you and everybody and I remember that he cared a lot about you so I thought you should maybe know that. I'd come and tell you, but I'm kind of in this weird other place so it doesn't really work like that.
I think if I got to meet you, I'd like you a lot too. From what I can from his memories you're really nice and lots of fun, even though the boy chasing kind of worried him, and I'd at least like to give you a hug. But I guess unless you come here, that won't happen, but I can still send a thought-hug at you. So if you actually get this, I'm thought hugging you. Unless that's weird.
Anyway, I just wanted you to know that Edym really cared a lot about you, and when all the bad stuff happened he was most worried about what would happen to his family. So I hope you're alright. And everyone else is too. Maybe I'll get to meet you one day and give you a real hug.
-Demyx
When he was done writing, he bent up a bottle and stuck the letter inside before pushing a cork on the end and tossing it into the ocean. He didn't move for a long time, just watching it drift away.