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maskormenace2016-09-25 03:29 pm
resipiscent) wrote in maskormenace2016-09-25 03:29 pm
Entry tags:
- † aerith gainsborough | the ancient,
- † haen hithiel | chatterbug,
- † hemali | n/a,
- † hyunsoo chang | n/a,
- † joaquin mondragon | n/a,
- † john watson | n/a,
- † kanaya maryam-lalonde | psychopomp,
- † kaneda shotaro | n/a,
- † ken kaneki | one eyed king,
- † kururu sumeragi | pledge queen,
- † mikaela hyakuya | n/a,
- † mikleo | n/a,
- † namine | n/a,
- † nike lemercier | n/a,
- † riku replica | n/a,
- † riku | darkeater,
- † sora | destiny’s key,
- † sorey | shepherd,
- † tetsuo shima | n/a,
- † yuichiro hyakuya | n/a
7th dawn → video
[Riku's face, when he appears on the network today, is a little exasperated, and a little apologetic. Behind him, something tiny and black moves, and he picks his hair up and away from it, pulling it over his shoulder for lack of anything else to do with it. A sharp-eyed observer will note that the black thing is a wing. It's small, but it's clearly a pointy, leathery bat wing. Presumably, there's a matching one.]
So... I guess I was ported out.
[His very first port-out after a year and a half. What a strange experience. Riku pauses. He's pretty sure he... owes some people an apology.]
Uh -- sorry. From what I can tell it hasn't been very long, though...? A day or so tops, I think. I saw Kagami made a post, so I thought I should clear things up.
[He's surprised you all panicked, honestly...]
I guess I should thank you all for worrying, though.
So... I guess I was ported out.
[His very first port-out after a year and a half. What a strange experience. Riku pauses. He's pretty sure he... owes some people an apology.]
Uh -- sorry. From what I can tell it hasn't been very long, though...? A day or so tops, I think. I saw Kagami made a post, so I thought I should clear things up.
[He's surprised you all panicked, honestly...]
I guess I should thank you all for worrying, though.
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[ Or magic, maybe. If magic could call fire and lightning from ocean air, maybe it could call a wind that could lift someone from the ground no matter the size of their wings. Though that wouldn't really be the wings flying then . . .
Her fingers follow the inky edge of the sigil. Dark as his wings . . . had that been there before? ]
What does the mark mean?
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[Riku pauses as she touches his back, curling his fingers into the blanket. His eyebrows can't help but raise at the question, and he tilts his head back, trying to see.]
What mark?
[He hasn't actually realized that's there yet.]
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[ But not a tattoo. It's hard to get a tattoo this size, this dark and not know about it. Right? And he's definitely surprised, the whisper of tension in his back like a note turned slightly sharp.
One of her hands spreads across it, while the other digs through her pockets for her comm. ]
Right here. Like a stylized flower with three petals. Kind of . . . like a crocus.
[ Her hand drops so she can snap a picture, and then the brief distance is erased entirely as she leans forward, her shirt brushing his back as she holds her comm out to where he can see it. ]
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[He reaches up to steady her hand over his shoulder, then makes a face. Right, of course. It makes sense, but...]
That's the Dream Eater mark. I guess I should have known I'd have it, since... I'm a Dream Eater. But for some reason I didn't expect it. Usually it's not coloured that way, though. Normally it's like... pinkish-purple.
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[ They're idle words, almost, her focus almost entirely elsewhere.
Dream Eater.
She hadn't known that. Of all the things they'd talked about, it'd never come u—she'd never asked. It seems a bit silly in retrospect, doesn't it? Komasan can look human too, and Magicman . . . it's probably a little rude of her to assume people are human just because they look that way.
Her hand still on his shoulder, she leans further around his opposite side, looking at him. ]
Riku's . . . a baku?
[ His nose is so short, though. ]
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[He wonders whether he was originally, but he doesn't think so. The way he feels now compared to before is -- different. Perhaps it's the shift in his powers.]
Our exam happened in a dream, right? But it went bad, and I had to enter Sora's dream to help him. I guess because I did that, I became like the Dream Eaters who were there already. So coming back here, I guess I kept those powers. ... I didn't have any wings, though. Only when I Linked with one of the other Dream Eaters, and they weren't attached to my back like these ones are.
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Was Sora having a really bad nightmare?
[ A nightmare bad enough to feed multiple baku wouldn't be good at all. But baku left hungry would be worse . . . ]
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[ Riku had said he'd passed, that there was an 'after', but still . . .
She turns off her comm, setting it down on the bed beside them. ]
. . . are you?
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[He looks thoughtful, stretching his wings out to the sides, as open as they'll get.]
Just have to figure out what kind of teacher I'm gonna be.
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[ The movement pulls at her attention, and she shifts back behind him, fingers brushing the taut webbing. ]
Is that what your masters do? You teach?
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[Xehanort... the smile on that old man's face is burned into Riku's memory. It's just like the one his Heartless wore, and the one Xemnas had, too. It was obvious they were all related. But Xehanort's obsession with Kingdom Hearts is more than just a problem. Riku flaps the wings distractedly, just to let her get a feel of their range of motion, as he speaks.]
He needs thirteen on his side, and there are seven on ours -- but we don't have all seven. Sora and I -- our friend Kairi can use the Keyblade, too. She's not at our level, but... we have no choice but to put her on the team, even though I'd like to keep her out of that. So I'm supposed to help train her.
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She goes a little still, though, when he mentions the prophesy. That's . . . familiar, really familiar. Her world's 'Sora' . . . maybe it just came with the name. Prophesies. Destiny. ]
Are you worried because of what happened last time? With Kairi, I mean. You were really worried about her when you were younger.
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[He doesn't really remember what he talked about, when he met Kururu that time. Frankly, Riku barely remembers what went on during that week at all. But it makes sense that he would have talked about Kairi. Kururu is someone he trusts implicitly -- so it makes sense that even with his mind altered, he still would. He looks thoughtful, trying to find a way to explain properly.]
See, that all happened, but also... the problem is that she's decided she's tired of having to wait for us. Which I get -- if it were me I'd be as frustrated as she is. But she didn't even have to leave home and she got kidnapped, and then now she's being dragged into this? I'm scared she'll do something rash, I guess. We don't even have a choice between fighting and not. If we refused, Xehanort would just -- Kururu, when we met when I was younger, did I tell you about the princesses?
[Whether they include Kairi as a combatant or not, because of her status as a Princess of Heart, she's involved either way.]
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She can understand Kairi's feelings. But as a King, watching her friend . . . she could understand Riku's, too. ]
No. You were just worried, and we talked a little about Sora . . . and I tried to cheer you up with maps of the world. Of Earth, I mean. All of it.
You thought it was really big.
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That's because it is big. It's massive. I got Sora an atlas last Christmas just because of that.
[This world is the biggest he's ever seen. Most worlds are bigger than they appear at first -- but this must be what the worlds must have been like when they were one.]
Anyway... there are these seven princesses with no darkness in their hearts at all. [Seven princesses, a handful of whom whose lives Riku ruined all on his own. Not his finest moment. But he has a chance to make that up to them now.] If we didn't step up and fight, he'd just take them instead.
[Riku sighs gently, shifting a little in his spot.]
By the way, would it... be easier if I laid flat?
[For her to check his wings out, that is.]
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I was trained in a lot of positions. So however Riku is comfortable . . . that's fine.
[ She fans her hands back across his shoulder blades, listening, waiting for the tiny shifts in balance that will whisper his next moves. It's been a long day for him, hasn't it? Long days, long . . . however time passes in dreams. ]
Why would he take them? If he's full of darkness, and they don't have any . . . it doesn't sound like they'd get along really well.
Is he trying to find a wife?
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[If she's all right with it, that is. He's just lazy, and a little tired. So he stretches out next to her, head pillowed in his arms, tilted so he can still see her.]
They're the seven lights he needs to fulfill the prophecy. But -- [Riku laughs again, just a puff of breath --] I hope not. I'm not sure anyone would want to marry him even if he was looking.