Riku ("Ansem") (
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towerofanimus2012-02-09 11:41 pm
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Entry tags:
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Characters: OU!Riku and OPEN
Setting: All the floors, Night time
Format: Gonna go with action; but if you are more comfortable with prose, go for it!
Summary: Riku decided to go out at night and take on a private fact-finding mission. Someone has to start taking notes on the different monsters after all, right?
Warnings: Some violence, will update as needed
[Ever since the Tower had folded itself together into one room and almost overwhelmed its residents/prisoners with that army of monsters, the floors have become far more unsafe... at least, as far as Riku had noticed.
He is used to the constant threat of being attack, has gotten used to it long before he had been drawn into the tower, but the constellation of creatures it has thrown at him so far... is interesting to say at least. Some of them he knows of course, but there are many, far too many, he thinks, that he knows nothing of, that don't feel like Heartless or Nobodies or anything else he's ever encountered and he's pretty sure that only some of them are creatures of the tower.
Tonight he has assigned himself a fact-finding mission in that regard - to find out just which Heartless have made it to this place, just how many other creatures aside of them, to get an idea how to fight those he doesn't know.
He is wandering the floors in silence, head slightly bowed, his hand gripping tight around Soul Eater as he stretches his sense the best he can - he prefers not to be surprised if he can help it. While he won't ask or even accept help if offered aloud, he most likely won't stop anyone from helping out either, if he happens to be in the middle of a fight. He won't hesitate to come help out, should anyone find themselves in trouble either.
Help/bother/distract/talk to him?]
[ooc: If you haven't, please take a look at his permissions post!]
Setting: All the floors, Night time
Format: Gonna go with action; but if you are more comfortable with prose, go for it!
Summary: Riku decided to go out at night and take on a private fact-finding mission. Someone has to start taking notes on the different monsters after all, right?
Warnings: Some violence, will update as needed
[Ever since the Tower had folded itself together into one room and almost overwhelmed its residents/prisoners with that army of monsters, the floors have become far more unsafe... at least, as far as Riku had noticed.
He is used to the constant threat of being attack, has gotten used to it long before he had been drawn into the tower, but the constellation of creatures it has thrown at him so far... is interesting to say at least. Some of them he knows of course, but there are many, far too many, he thinks, that he knows nothing of, that don't feel like Heartless or Nobodies or anything else he's ever encountered and he's pretty sure that only some of them are creatures of the tower.
Tonight he has assigned himself a fact-finding mission in that regard - to find out just which Heartless have made it to this place, just how many other creatures aside of them, to get an idea how to fight those he doesn't know.
He is wandering the floors in silence, head slightly bowed, his hand gripping tight around Soul Eater as he stretches his sense the best he can - he prefers not to be surprised if he can help it. While he won't ask or even accept help if offered aloud, he most likely won't stop anyone from helping out either, if he happens to be in the middle of a fight. He won't hesitate to come help out, should anyone find themselves in trouble either.
Help/bother/distract/talk to him?]
[ooc: If you haven't, please take a look at his permissions post!]
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Dismissing Soul Eater, he walks up to her, meeting her in the middle of the room.]
Hey. Can't sleep?
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There's been so much to think about - that Organization member, Roxas not remembering, some of the people she's met, plus hints and pieces of things she's heard and seen around the Tower... The dreams that she'd been seeing form Sora's memories had slowed down, at least, but it made no difference when just getting to sleep was hard.]
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He lets the silence linger between them for a moment before he speaks up again, voice low and gentle.]
...Do you want to talk about it?
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For a few moments she doesn't say anything, until finally, she speaks about one of the things first and foremost on her mind. It probably shouldn't be a surprise, what it is, given how important her friends are to her.]
I... I met a girl named Naminé. She said Roxas was here but... [Her whole posture tightens slightly] that he won't remember me.
[She hasn't been able to find him, to confirm what Naminé had said but... she'd begun to wonder. Roxas could be from the past, before he met her or... she knew giving Sora's memories back would likely mean she couldn't exist anymore, but... It was hard. She didn't know, so she kept thinking of possibilities, none of them pleasant.]
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...I see.
[A look of utter sorrow crosses his face at her words, he had hoped that he'd be able to keep having this conversation a little longer, but... given the circumstances, it's probably better that they do.]
...You remember what I told you after you arrived here? About me being from further down in time?
...By that time... you had made a decision.
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At his words though, her mouth tightens, slightly.
She'd wondered.]
I went back, didn't I.
[As much as it's phrased like a question... it really isn't one. ...She can't say she's surprised. Or upset. Or anything really.]
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He is not sure, if Xion has anyone like that aside of him, someone who will just sit down and listen, who will give advice if ask, but offer nothing but at least a tiny bit of comfort, no matter what.
He won't ever push her, not when she's given up on herself to go back, not when she made that decision herself and then ended up being forced to fight Roxas anyways, even though preventing just that from happening was probably why she had made up her mind in first place. He won't ever tell her about that fight, not in combination with what he is revealing now already, because maybe that's the only mercy he can grant her.]
Yes. And... since you were made of Sora's memories, when you returned to him, the memory of you was... forgotten.
[...As much as he'd like, there really is no way to deliver this softer. At least non that he can think of.]
By the time I got here, I just barely remembered.