Castle of Never Enough Shenanigans-- I MEAN UH...

[destinedwaters]

Who: The cast with giant keys and far too many Big Damn Heroes Guardians of Light, other Keyblade derps, former bad guy, and an amnesiac. And later on, the poor saps who get stuck on the roof.
Where: Castle of Departure, Aquarius District - February 4th
Summary: The government finally decided to stop being butts exploring and studying her home, and thus it's one big move-in day!
Warnings: There may or may not end up being spoilers for any and all Kingdom Hearts installments, despite it being almost a year since the last one. Most are teenagers or look like teenagers, and the castle changes when the clock strikes 12, so THOU HAST VERILY BEEN WARNED...

So for the longest time, Aqua had been camping out near the entrance both before and after she was released from the hospital, oftentimes cloaked in a Vanish spell. After all, it transformed into her creation while she was at work... thus her responsibility to make sure no one else became lost within its halls. Within memories or dreams of them. But when she finally received word that it was alright (by this world's standards; almost all of her belongings were in her old room already), of course she was ready to move back and give the others notice that they would be welcome to move in, too.

'It's mine and Terra's home, so of course you're all invited to move in with us. There's plenty of rooms for all of us, too.' the message read. 'Though a bit of warning... it changes at night. Though they said if we stay in our rooms during the 13th Hour, it'll be fine.'

Though knowing half of those they invited, and those likely to visit... the chances that they will get lost in Oblivion were high. Just don't try to get off the roof on your own!

Comments

[terra_nullius]

[About to die, but not? That doesn't make much sense. Then again, there seems to be quite a bit to things that doesn't follow the rules neatly laid out in what sources he's managed.]

A ship in space?

[That seems the safest thing to ask about.]

... you have to get to know everyone again. I think I can understand that. I just don't remember getting to know them the first time.

[He manages a little smile at that thought.]

If you need any help moving things, let me know.

[charmedbymemories]

It...was a ship for survivors. It wasn't very pleasant, but I made good memories there.

[Naminé's expression shifts, turning wistful. He reminds her of Roxas, a little bit.]

You'll remember eventually. Memories are precious, and the important ones will always be close to your heart.

[She gives him a smile, setting down her pencil. She's just finished sketching a whole range of his expressions from their conversation.]

I would appreciate that very much, Xehanort.

[terra_nullius]

Survivors? What do you mean? Did something happen?

[He's not liking the way this is sounding at all...]

I don't know if the others would like that. Anything that they know, they refuse to speak of...

[He trails off as he glances at the page, curiously. It's so strange to see himself rendered in that medium, strokes of dark grey and black on white white paper.]

You're very skilled...

[charmedbymemories]

[She smiles wanely.]

Yes. But I don't think I should tell you. At least, not yet. I don't want to scare you off from making friends with me by telling you horror stories. And don't worry about the others. They can be overprotective.

[She turns the sketchbook around so he can see the pictures better, pleased by his compliment.]

Thank you. I do paintings and other things too. I'm planning on painting a mural up in my and Kairi's room.

[terra_nullius]

[His expression falters, his face creasing into an expression of displeasure that seems all too well worn. His gaze drifts away to stare across the hall, fingers lacing tightly together.]

It's all right. Why not add more to the pile of secrets? My work is cut out for me, indeed.

[He has no reason to judge anyone based on their past... how could he, when he has no past at all? It seems foolish to make that sort of assumption.]

A mural? That sounds ambitious...

[charmedbymemories]

[Something in her shifts, and her voice gets dangerously soft.]

It's not a matter of keeping secrets. It's a matter of getting to the point where I feel comfortable enough to tell you my past. I do want to be friends with you, please don't doubt that. But what happened to me is emotionally and even physically painful to remember, and it will take more than just a few minutes after meeting someone new for me to wrap my mind around the idea of telling people in this city about it.

[She turns away, letting out a low breath.]

[terra_nullius]

[His fingers twist and jerk in his grasp, before he rapidly stands up, as though spooked or startled somehow.]

You didn't make it sound as though it was a comfort issue. You made it sound as though you were sheltering me from something, which I have little desire for. There is far too much of that already and it's stifling. I apologize for my harsh words to you.

[He keeps his gaze down, smoothing away his troubled expression into a small smile instead.]

[charmedbymemories]

[She lets out a small, surprised breath. She dislikes confrontations even now that she has the self-confidence to actually do any confronting, and had been prepared to defend her position. To think that it had been a matter of misunderstanding instead is a little bit of a relief.]

...apology accepted. I'm sorry to have confused you.

[terra_nullius]

[He nods, his own relief evident. It seems he didn't particularly want a confrontation either.]

I will wait for when you feel comfortable enough to tell me such things. I didn't mean to pry in such an untoward fashion.