towerofanimus | now to write my name down next to yours

Characters: Master Xehanort (as Aqua), and whoever decides to join him
Setting: Roaming the tower hallways most likely, but can be met on specific floors if you prefer
Format: Whichever way you would prefer
Summary: Bodyswap summary post. Xehanort had to tend to something... important, and is now roaming in search of others and answers. And trying to get used to this whole "constant light" business...
Warnings: Tags will be coming from

inaquate. Also Xehanort.

Note: Please specify what day you are tagging into from now on so I know what level of symptoms to show!

[It had been a mad rush, once he'd realized... and at least things could be halted roughly before they had progressed to a dangerous state. With her and him now safely secure where they wouldn't be likely to be disturbed, he began to make his way back down the twisting stairs of the tower.

His head wasn't in the game, not properly. It was difficult to focus when everything was wrong. This body used physics that were almost unfamiliar... the shape of hips, breasts, even the musculature was different. She was shorter and more lithe, but more difficult was the degree of light within. That was the most distracting... rather than the constant feeling of the darkness he kept beneath his skin. Which was the true name of the game, wasn't it? This wasn't him, it wasn't his heart.

He stopped mid-stride, concentrating again. Master Keeper appeared in his grasp rather than the familiar curves and hooks of his own blade. He'd known that, but had been too focused on his earlier task to pay it that much mind. Now he held the blade up as thought testing the heft, before dismissing it.

This was wrong. Everything about it was wrong. He'd planned a possesion before, but that would have been his heart in another vessel, and his body wouldn't have been left as a receptacle.

There was nothing left to do but to see what information could be found. He began to continue on resolutely, although he was more relying on his mental maps to keep going as he focused more on the unusual movements, trying to keep everything together. He must look ungainly, indeed...]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[ How...odd.

That is a far cry of the reaction he's expecting, and...that look. A faint chill moves up his spine. ]

Like...?

[It's fascinating to look at Xigbar like this, to not see everything that makes him up, that kernel of himself in there, feeling that connection between them... fascinating but at the same time, sobering. From Aqua's perspective, he's an infinite sea of darkness that light simply seems to fall into. There's no distinction of type or level. Just darkness... sending odd shivers up him when it normally wouldn't bother him at all.

He straightens up in annoyance, before realizing that he's already standing straight.]

This isn't my body. This isn't my heart.

[ He doesn't want to believe it.

There's light, so much light, and it's such a sharp contrast to who and what he is that he almost can't.

The truth is staring him in the face, though, and he can't look away. ]

...old man?

[ Quiet, disbelieving. ]

[A small, tight smile. Good, Xigbar. Good.]

So it would seem. I was forced into slumber, and awoke thusly.
It appears that you have fortunately been spared whatever has occurred.

[ No, not good. Not good at all since he's a hair's breadth away from ripping the tower apart as well as the one responsible. Of everything he's seen here, this is the most reprehensible yet.

It's unsettling, his stomach knotting uncomfortably as he peers at the "old man" from under his hood. His face, though not visible, has essentially turned white. ]

...where's the rest of you?

[He's on edge about it as it is. When Xigbar brings up that matter, he closes his eyes, fingers clenching into fists a little.]

Somewhere secure. Safe. There was a bit of... difficulty on the receiving end, one could say.

[ No. No, no, nononono. This is all wrong, and something like real alarm flashes across his features. As terrible as the other of the old man being in her body was, somehow, the idea that Aqua was in Xehanort's was even worse. It's revolting to even think about, and it leaves a queasy feeling in his stomach. ]

Can we...fix this?

[While the mannerisms are his, they're done through her, and it's strange to see a young girl looking and acting so... old. He bows his head slightly, gesturing a little.]

That... remains to be seen. The abilities these being possess cannot be undone so easily. We may be given an out, or we may simply have to take this with as much grace as we can muster.

[ He clenches his fists, and though he manages to keep his reaction physically contained, the softness of is reply is dripping with barely contained fury. ]

It can't stay this way,

[ Gloves hands curl even tighter. ]

It won't.

[ He won't allow it. ]

Oh? And what are you going to do?

[ He grits his teeth. ]

I'm going to find them.

[ The administrators. He'll not stand for this insult. ]

Watch your determination, lest it see your end. They have punished for far more minor offenses.

[ He makes a frustrated sound. ]

There has to be a way.

There may very well be one. This has only just begun... we will have to see what transpires, what the purpose may very well be.

[ This is wrong, so wrong, it feels like every fiber of his being is flat-out rejecting what's happening in a visceral way.

He clenches his fists and looks away. ]

What do you want me to do?

[ Just waiting for a solution to present itself doesn't sit well with him. ]

Matters are on hold for the time being. You are free to do as you wish, as always... I do not expect you to stay with me in this condition. [While he doesn't say anything, it's clear he finds this situation to be... disgraceful, to say the least. His hands clench and unclench in agitation.

Finally, a slight admittance. After all, Xigbar is trustworthy... and someone who will actually understand.]

The lack of darkness is most... distressing.

[ He does understand. Given the near revulsion he feels over what's been done, it's not surprising that he can sympathize.

He only wishes he knew how to fix this so the old man wouldn't have to endure it. ]

Can I....impart any?

[ Though the idea of giving Aqua's body and heart something so precious is revolting in its own way, it might possibly be helpful. ]

[It's tempting. Too tempting.]

This body must stay the way it is. It is far too valuable with light so bright to effect any change... no matter how small.

[ Old man. :C

He's quiet again for a long moment. ]

...I won't be far.

[ It wouldn't do for 'Aqua' to be seen with him hovering overhead all the time. However, until this is over, he'll make a point of never straying too far. ]

[A quiet, tense nod.]

As you wish.

[He doesn't expect trouble, but one never knows what could happen. It's better safe than sorry.]

now to write my name down next to yours

THERE IS ONLY SUFFERING

;_;

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject