towerofanimus | catching up with the sad posts i have to make in three parts

Characters: Ven, Aqua, [OU] Sora, Roxas, [OU] Xion, and Open on the parts that are
Setting: Floor Two Infirmary, backdated to before the Labyrinth [CLOSED-ish]
Room 1-16, backdated before the Labyrinth
Floor Three Library during the Labyrinth Event
Format: Starting prose 'cause ~DRAMA~, but I can do whatever.
Summary: Ven deals with the aftermath of Vanitas' impromptu heart surgery not as well as he did the first time. And watching the events of the labyrinth on the monitors doesn't help much at all.
Warnings: Tower of Sadimus, sad blonde lump being sad.

[Floor Two Infirmary - CLOSED sort of to [OU] Sora and/or those involved in the Heart Catastrophe & BACKDATED]

Ven was laying on an infirmary bed. He'd been doing so for some time. He didn't feel strong enough to move. He didn't particularly want to. His chest didn't particularly hurt anymore. But he felt the same feeling of slipping away. Again.

His eyes were dull and glazed over in blue, half-lidded. He stared at the ceiling. He didn't feel up to moving much.

[Room 1-16 - BACKDATED & OPEN]

He hadn't left his room in awhile now. Sometimes he went on the elevator to go down to the Cafeteria to get something to eat, but sometimes he just didn't want to. Ven hated himself for being so down about this-- he wasn't slipping away anymore and he wouldn't, he wouldn't, but-- well. If he understood everything he was feeling, he wouldn't be as depressed. So for now he was simply sitting on his bed, staring at some book that was openo n his bed, but not really reading it or paying attention. He hadn't bothered to shut the door entirely, so if someone were curious or peaking in, he sure wasn't going to stop them.

[Floor Three Library - ACTUALLY PRESENT-DATED OH SNAP & OPEN]

So his spirits still weren't totally up to snuff, but Roxas had at least convinced (see: forced) him to get his butt out of his room, and so here he was, sitting at the computer terminal with a few companions, clicking and watching some of the video from the labyrinth.

And resting his head on the desk in front of him as if he were a mopey, tired, computer student. Man he hated this Tower so much.

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[He was back in his own heart, half broken, just like it had been before. And there was that light again-- the little light that had met him so long ago. Only this time it was much older; it wasn't as pure anymore. But the light was still warm and strong, even more than before. It had grown up. It had a face now.

All of a sudden that same, bright warmth overcame his heart like it had before. Pieces were being put back into their places, and safety ropes being integrated so that no more would fall until he got his real heart back.]

Thank you.

[His mouth didn't move, and it wasn't until after the words had left him that his eyes opened again. Yet there his voice went. And when he opened his eyes this time, though his pupils were still light and barely there, the life had returned to his countenance.]

S...Sora....?

[It was so strange, this time. He didn't just feel the heart's warmth and light, nor did he only sense how deep the fractures were - he saw them clearly, watched as his own light mended the broken pieces. But he didn't understand. But did he have to? Before he had taken his first breath, his heart had known how to fix a broken light. His mind wasn't doing the work, so maybe it wasn't a question of knowing.

It felt right, as if everything was sliding back into place. Like things would be okay. If his own heart could keep Ven's going until it was truly whole again...then this was right.

He didn't respond. He just smiled and closed his eyes again, and then...

Light, but a different kind. Sora blinked, slowly letting the fact that he was still in the infirmary with Ven sink in.

Ven...was he...?

That's when he heard his name, and his head was up in a second.]

Ven!

What just...? [What the heck just happened? He was horrendously baffled, and yet still the whole thing ringed of familiarity. The same thing had happened when he was a kid, on the verge of death after Vanitas had been created.

The same event, the same light.

Ven seemed to be collecting his bearings much quicker than last time how; he sat up abruptly, staring forward with confusion on his face, before turning to look at Sora.]

W-- Where did you say you were from? What was your home like?

[See, Sora was kind of avoiding trying to figure out what just happened, since he can't even begin to figure out where to start putting it together. Really, he's just happy that Ven is okay again. He seems more like himself now. But if Sora was, somehow, the one who fixed it...

Well, maybe he is trying to figure out what happened.

He rubs his head a little, looking off to the side as if that will somehow help him put everything together.]

I...I'm from Destiny Islands. And you said you'd been there before, right?

[And, even though Sora knows that he doesn't remember...]

...I do know you, don't I?

[He'd been to Destiny Island once before, yes-- Terra had sent him there after Master Eraqus attacked him, and Ven had found Vanitas there. But there was...something else, wasn't there? Something that was approaching twenty years ago, a block of time that was still fuzzy even after he'd been able to remember most of his life. But he could distinctly recall the sound of waves.]

You... You were that light!

[Could it really...?] The last time this happened-- I was saved by a light that said it was a newborn Heart, it-- it said it would help mine and keep it from falling apart until I could fix it...!

A...newborn heart?

[Of course, Sora didn't remember. He couldn't, since everything happened before his heart or his mind could hold real memories. But the heart has a different kind of memory, too, and perhaps it was that which gave Sora a feeling that Ven was on the right track.

Newborn...so, on the day he was born? Could he really have been able to do something like that? If only there was a way to make sure - did different worlds keep time the same way? Probably not.

But maybe he didn't have to be sure. Maybe he could just trust that part of him that told him that he had rediscovered something important.]

I can't say that I know for sure, Ven, but I think you're right. I think that was me.

I don't know how to confirm it... If I had to guess, I don't think even my old Master knew what happened.

[His memories of that time were... still hazy, even after he had remembered the rest of it. But he felt like he was right, in that weird, spiritual sense.

Actually it didn't make very much sense, but nevertheless Ven was smiling warmly.]

Thank you for that. I think that's long overdue.

[To be honest, Sora was glad that this had happened; glad that he knew who Ventus was, and why he was so important. Sad, maybe, that he didn't have any way of knowing about such an important connection before now, but that was okay. If this was true, than he had done something good for someone, and he hadn't needed magic or a Keyblade or anything else. Just his heart. It's hard to understand the power of something like that unless you see it in action, and now, in a way, he has.

So Sora returns the smile, feeling a certain lightness to his mood that he didn't get as often anymore.]

Anytime.

[It may seem like too casual a response for something like this, but what just happened proves that it's exactly the opposite.]

catching up with the sad posts i have to make in three parts

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