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Who: Sora
What: Sitting on the dock of the beach
When: A week or two after finding himself back home
Where: Destiny Islands
Interactions: Open
Warnings: None
With a dull thunk, the small boat met the dock piles holding up the pier connecting to the beach. Tying the rope from the boat onto the dock was so ingrained from his frequent trips to Destiny Islands that Sora was hardly aware that he was doing it until he was done. Even though the waves lapped at the small boat, he stood steady and balanced as he climbed out onto the pier. Dressed in his normal attire which of course included trunks since he had always been a beach kid, Sora looked back out to the ocean, not too far off in the distance he could barely see the shore that was within walking distance of his house. Shielding his eyes with his gloved hands he was able to freely observe the glittering golden sunlight that sparkled on the water, almost dancing with each movement made by the waves.
Giving a smile the brown haired youth reached down into the boat, taking the oar off the top off his back pack and hoisted it up onto the dock. After putting one strap on his shoulder he reached back down and grabbed the rolled up beach towel. It was soft and still warm from basking in the sun while he rowed his way over to the small island that had been his, Riku's, and Kairi's secret getaway for years. Both hands now full, his shoes made parts of the old pier creak every now and then. It didn't give way, instead just letting him know that it couldn't stay sturdy forever. When his shoes met the sand, briefly he wondered how his mother would rhetorically ask why he didn't just wear sandals instead of shoes and socks.
It was strange. He had been home for a while now, the house he grew up in with the parents who loved him and vice versa. But the journey that had been forced upon him and ripped him away from his home, that had forced him to see the darker side of his best friend and see his childhood crush practically comatose left it's scar upon him. Sure everything looked like it had always been, almost as if none of it had happened. But he still felt the same. Sora felt out of place, like he was living someone else's life. Was being a wielder of the keyblade supposed to feel like this? Constantly battling the heartless, stopping darkness at every turn. Was that all his life was supposed to be now?
Shaking his head to clear out his thoughts, the brown haired young man unrolled his beach towel in the air, setting it down onto the sand and sat down on it. Plotting his back pack next to him, he began to rummage through it.
What: Sitting on the dock of the beach
When: A week or two after finding himself back home
Where: Destiny Islands
Interactions: Open
Warnings: None
With a dull thunk, the small boat met the dock piles holding up the pier connecting to the beach. Tying the rope from the boat onto the dock was so ingrained from his frequent trips to Destiny Islands that Sora was hardly aware that he was doing it until he was done. Even though the waves lapped at the small boat, he stood steady and balanced as he climbed out onto the pier. Dressed in his normal attire which of course included trunks since he had always been a beach kid, Sora looked back out to the ocean, not too far off in the distance he could barely see the shore that was within walking distance of his house. Shielding his eyes with his gloved hands he was able to freely observe the glittering golden sunlight that sparkled on the water, almost dancing with each movement made by the waves.
Giving a smile the brown haired youth reached down into the boat, taking the oar off the top off his back pack and hoisted it up onto the dock. After putting one strap on his shoulder he reached back down and grabbed the rolled up beach towel. It was soft and still warm from basking in the sun while he rowed his way over to the small island that had been his, Riku's, and Kairi's secret getaway for years. Both hands now full, his shoes made parts of the old pier creak every now and then. It didn't give way, instead just letting him know that it couldn't stay sturdy forever. When his shoes met the sand, briefly he wondered how his mother would rhetorically ask why he didn't just wear sandals instead of shoes and socks.
It was strange. He had been home for a while now, the house he grew up in with the parents who loved him and vice versa. But the journey that had been forced upon him and ripped him away from his home, that had forced him to see the darker side of his best friend and see his childhood crush practically comatose left it's scar upon him. Sure everything looked like it had always been, almost as if none of it had happened. But he still felt the same. Sora felt out of place, like he was living someone else's life. Was being a wielder of the keyblade supposed to feel like this? Constantly battling the heartless, stopping darkness at every turn. Was that all his life was supposed to be now?
Shaking his head to clear out his thoughts, the brown haired young man unrolled his beach towel in the air, setting it down onto the sand and sat down on it. Plotting his back pack next to him, he began to rummage through it.
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Date: 2010-10-14 02:51 pm (UTC)Up close, their differences were even more surprising, and she couldn't help but muttered a somewhat awe-struck comment.
"Oh, look how you've grown..." She looked between the two of them. "And to see you in the same place. I can only imagine what must have taken you away from your home Kairi. Still though," She said and nodded to Sora. "I feel like I have to apologize. I just...couldn't sit by and do nothing while you're out here fighting for all of us." She squeezed the wayfinder in her hand a little as she spoke and adopted a serious look. "And...and I'm sorry I didn't act sooner."
Sorry for repost--Format took out the last part of it. :c
Date: 2010-10-14 03:32 pm (UTC)The item in her hand was the thing that Kairi's mind recognized and snapped two and two together. She seemed to tremble a bit, breath she hadn't known she was holding once again being let out in a shaky sigh as she turned her gaze again from the woman's face to the object that looked like her shell charms...
Shells...the sea...
"Aqua.." she breathed in a whisper, her eyes seeming to glitter with tears unshed. There were things she remembered, and things she did not. She remembered Aqua now, remembered...Kairi's hand tightened around her necklace as bits and pieces kept falling back but that nagging question came back, entered her thoughts again from Aqua's words.
'Was there a purpose to me arriving here? Was there? How can I...maybe this woman knows...' her mental self argued as the Princess of Heart took in a minute to try and relax before looking to Sora and back. "It's...been so long since I've seen you."
What else could she say? She didn't remember much else, but...now at least there were bits and pieces filling in little gaps of her memory and giving her more of a sense of ease than before...
Oh. Aqua said something about her...not being able to act... "It's alright, though--we're all okay, and...well...sometimes things like that happen, but there's always a good side to everything, right?"
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Date: 2010-10-27 12:45 am (UTC)"Yeah...we're all okay." he said haphazardly agreeing with Kairi. He doubted he was fooling anyone, but he had to try.
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Date: 2010-10-27 08:35 pm (UTC)"There's so much I want to know! How did you come to be here Kairi, how did you two meet? Would you like me to strengthen the magic on your pendant? It must be getting tired after so long... And Sora, you're so tall now! Can you please tell me what's been happening in the world of light-" She cut herself off suddenly, placing a hand on her cheek and shaking her head. Finally noticing his expression. "I'm sorry, you look terribly confused. My name is Aqua. We met once, when you were very small." She made a motion with her hand to show him about how tall he was the last time she'd seen him. She didn't remind him of what she'd said back then though. She was sure he would remember on his own.
"Oh...Isn't someone missing here?" She asked, moving her hand over slightly, as if she were patting the head of a child who was slightly taller than phantom-toddler Sora.
She didn't bring up her keyblade. It wasn't as though she wanted to keep it a secret, since Kairi had seen her wield it back in Radiant Garden, but she felt like it wasn't important just yet. There were more pressing things on her mind, like whether there were still unversed menacing the world, or was there something new that she'd never encountered? The man in black had mentioned 'clothes for the being of nothing'. Making it sound like there was something else going on than just what she'd seen when Xehanort had attempted to create the X-Blade.
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Date: 2010-10-28 04:19 pm (UTC)"Well...I don't really remember how I got here, to be honest with you...I guess I just washed up here. That's really all I remember, waking up on the beach and Sora looking over me. And..." She had always wondered why the necklace, by holding it sometimes as she was now with her free hand, it would be warm and comforting... "And...if you want to do that, I'm okay with it."
Because a bit of memory appeared in her head, one of flowers and then a little light and a smile from the blue-haired woman. And then she was referencing height, and...she tilted her head, confused.
Another? Who would...?
...Oh. Right.
"Riku?" She tentatively questioned, trying to think. Well...aside from the others...something told her it was Riku that Aqua was referencing, because she had mentioned Sora before that.