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towerofanimus2012-06-01 09:08 pm
derping) wrote in towerofanimus2012-06-01 09:08 pm
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Characters: Ratchet, Sora (OU) - BACKDATED to the 18th and the 28th of May.
Setting: Staircase near Floor 38; later, in the Infirmary.
Format: Action
Summary: A newcomer bites off more than he can chew; luckily, there's someone around to lend a hand. Later, they talk!CR building get.
Warnings: Blood and serious injuries on the part of Ratchet. Otherwise just...friendship?
[Sora had added something new to his daily routine. Every day, he would head down to a floor with a lot of space - usually the meadow, since it was one of the nicer floors - and he tried to practice using his Keyblade. He didn't know anything advanced, and he hadn't started any real training yet. But he was trying to figure out what he could on his own - doing the best he could without searching for monsters outright. He'd say it was a lot like swinging around his old wooden sword back on the Islands, but it really wasn't. The idea was similar, but he wasn't just messing around anymore. The Keyblade was different. He needed it - at any second, he might have to defend himself, or his friends, and he wanted to be more ready than he was right now. Sora was pretty serious about figuring out how to use the Keyblade well, in a way that he usually wasn't with other things. He knew that this was important, and not just for his own sake.
In fact, that's where he was headed now, leaving the lounge area behind him. He was alert, though, as usual when using the stairs. Which is why it isn't long before he notices something in the distance - a shape on the stairs that isn't moving. Try as he might, though, Sora can't see much yet. Could it be some kind of monster?
Or was it someone who needed help?]
Setting: Staircase near Floor 38; later, in the Infirmary.
Format: Action
Summary: A newcomer bites off more than he can chew; luckily, there's someone around to lend a hand. Later, they talk!
Warnings: Blood and serious injuries on the part of Ratchet. Otherwise just...friendship?
[Sora had added something new to his daily routine. Every day, he would head down to a floor with a lot of space - usually the meadow, since it was one of the nicer floors - and he tried to practice using his Keyblade. He didn't know anything advanced, and he hadn't started any real training yet. But he was trying to figure out what he could on his own - doing the best he could without searching for monsters outright. He'd say it was a lot like swinging around his old wooden sword back on the Islands, but it really wasn't. The idea was similar, but he wasn't just messing around anymore. The Keyblade was different. He needed it - at any second, he might have to defend himself, or his friends, and he wanted to be more ready than he was right now. Sora was pretty serious about figuring out how to use the Keyblade well, in a way that he usually wasn't with other things. He knew that this was important, and not just for his own sake.
In fact, that's where he was headed now, leaving the lounge area behind him. He was alert, though, as usual when using the stairs. Which is why it isn't long before he notices something in the distance - a shape on the stairs that isn't moving. Try as he might, though, Sora can't see much yet. Could it be some kind of monster?
Or was it someone who needed help?]