backdated to the 11th

[terra_nullius]

Who: The Strings KH Contingent
Where: Pisces Apartments, floor five common area
Summary: Roxas (and Terra) brought home a stray, is he responsible enough to feed and care for an amnesiac destined to bring the worlds to ruin?
Warnings: Spoilers maybe, but that's it


It was hard to stay unconscious when being jostled around, but all he really got from it were flashes of movement, scenes that didn't stay fixed in his mind long enough to really register where they were from. The sensation of being carried was strange, and he gripped on slightly at the odd feeling.

Where... where...

A big building loomed up out of nowhere. More movements, bumping. The feeling of upward motion... pressing down on him. Closed his eyes... voluntarily, at least. It was hard to keep them open.

Faces. Other people. Voices. Probably talking about him. Something soft, and he finally was still. Soft all around. He curled up slightly, attempting to burrow away in it, letting his mind ease.

Safety. Unconsciousness was all too quick. His body relaxed into the grip of slumber.

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[quakega]

Numb. That's really the only thing that could describe how he felt when Riku had elaborated about the pieces. Cold, and numb.

Xehanort's words to him, when they had faced each other behind the seal, made so much more sense now.

Internally, he wanted to scream; to shout, to deny it, to break something. But beyond the anger and denial, beyond the shock of the news and the horror he felt over their struggles amounting to practically nothing, there was only a cold numbness.

"... I understand how he could find the 'seven pieces of Light', but... how was he going to find thirteen darknesses?"

Images flashed in his mind, but nothing made sense; twelve people in black coats like the ones Lea, Xion, and Roxas wore, a round room with white thrones. There was a cold feeling of dread just thinking about those images, and a sense of...

...almost hopelessness, if he had to put a name to it.

[dreamprotector]

"I think, they might have wanted to avoid distracting us from the task at hand with too many details-" like certain exams "-or something like that. I don't think either of them knows that we met before either."

He nods grimly at Aqua's comment... and really can't help but snort at Terra's. Since...

"Well... they didn't name it the Organization XIII for nothing."

He shakes his head... just a little more than half a year ago, when Sora and he had swum back to the shore after suddenly winding up in the ocean just before the Play Island... he had thought it was over. With both Ansem and Xemnas, as well as the rest of the Organization gone, things should have stayed peaceful for a while now, he had thought.

But as Mickey had written in that letter... that journey had just been preparation for the things to come. Just like their Mark of Mastery exam. The moment he returned home...

"Back home... the current count is twelve Darknesses to three Lights. Five counting Kairi and Lea." Though given their lack of training and experience with a Keyblade... "And even that-"

He shakes his head, worry flickering over his face as his hands tighten to fists.

"They tried to take Sora for the thirteenth slot. We managed to stop them, but-"

But Xehanort is not the type to give up. Nor is Sora the type to constantly watch his back.

He cuts himself off there; it's not like either of the three of them could do anything about that here and now. That issue will remain as is until Nomura decides to give us KHIII, finally 8| he returns back home. Unless the Xehanort here gets any wind of his future ambitions. And given certain time travel shenanigans... it's not as odd a thought as it ought to be. Right?

[destinedwaters]

Well, that made sense... but so did another thing. Considering it was at least eleven or twelve years for Riku back in their worlds, it wouldn't be too far-fetched to think that those from the worlds they visited had forgotten the generation before them no matter how they impacted them. Still, she listened quietly before-

"...He isn't the kind to give up." She finished Riku's comment for him, because she knew all too well. "Like Master like Apprentice."

Lowering her hand, she turned her attention to Riku. "...Three lights. I've... heard echoes of someone's voice through a bond. Not to mention..." Aqua hesitated, inwardly steeling up at the thought. "'Never hurts to have a backup.'"

Oops, did she share that. Aqua shook her head.

"...It still leaves the question: What do we do? Do we call him by Xehanort, or something else?"

[quakega]

Okay. He really didn't like the sound of that back-up comment.

More images follow; the courtyard in Radiant Garden, Vanitas and Aqua fighting, and the masked boy lying on the ground apparently unconscious.

He tries to make sense of it in context with Aqua's quote... and the only thing he can think of makes him finally see red. If it hadn't been Ven... it could've been Aqua that was used.

Just. Going to finally look up at Aqua. "Aqua. If Vanitas ever shows up here, I want to be the one to throw him through a window."

That's the least of what he wants to do to someone that's made casual reference to using his friends like that, but it'll have to do.

Okay. Trying to calm down again. This 'not letting your emotions control you' thing was difficult.

Well. Looking thoughtful now. That's a good question, Aqua. "... I don't know. I'd prefer to call him by another name, but I wouldn't be able to think of one that might suit him. He is a blank slate right now, after all."

[dreamprotector]

A light smile flickers over Riku's lips for just a second - he remembers Vanitas well enough from Promenade and the mental image of either of the other of them throwing him out of a window is definitely a nice one.

He sobers up a second later though, Aqua is right after all. They do need to figure out what to do with the guy that's lying outside. Glancing over to the door, he frowns again as he thinks... a blank slate. A man that was hell bent on creating something that would put them all at risk, for light knows what reasons back home.

Well... given how things had turned out there, there was definitely a chance that he might remember some things at least...

"Maybe we should just ask him about it. If he doesn't recall any names, we can discuss one with him."

Preferably one that isn't Xehanort.

[destinedwaters]

...Uh oh. Red sight senses are tingling.

"Well, it will be your turn... I'll distract him if you give me the chance to." She frowns slightly, but nods faintly. She'll admit, that she wasn't the best with making up names for anyone. "It wouldn't hurt."

Yet something felt wrong and she couldn't put a finger on it. Maybe it was just her attempt to not see red after what was revealed? Either way, she'd prefer not calling him Xehanort, either.