now to write my name down next to yours

[capax_infiniti]

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...]

Comments

[inaquate]

[It's difficult to say for sure how to proceed. Should he accept this strange invitation? Should he decline and continue on? He's never been on the end of this sort of proposition and the entire concept seems ridiculous to him.]

I'm not one much for alcohol, I'm afraid...

[evilhorizon]

Heh, to each their own.

[ "He" honestly doesn't know what he's doing any more at that point. That search to find Reno's secrets is turning a ridiculous turn, but well. Now that he's started he gotta continue. ]

Got a few bottle of waters there though if you're interested, and at least you're sure this water ain't gonna turn ya into some kinda monster or whatnot.

[inaquate]

[There's really on one factor that will decide this. One very critical and crucial factor...]

How much further is this away compared to the cafeteria?

[evilhorizon]

Only seven or eight floors to go from where we are.

[ Not much compared to the twenty or so floor to reach the cafeteria. ]

[inaquate]

[A defeated sight, and a gesture forwards.]

Lead on, then.

[evilhorizon]

Great, you'll see it's not that far.

[ And off to the stairs he goes. Still trying to evaluate how much can this one know. ]

[inaquate]

[A sigh of annoyance, and off he goes to follow. With any luck this will be good practice in not wobbling around too much.]

It had better not be...

[evilhorizon]

( And soon they arrive! Okay Ganondorf has never bartended in his life... There is a start for everything right? So he goes behind the bar-thingies the Turks installed. ]

Water only, heh? That's kind of sad, we've got a wide selection of stuff here.

[ he's never drink anything here but knowing Reno- This was most likely true. ]

[inaquate]

If you have juice, or milk, those would be fine as well.

[He's not certain he'd want to experience being drunk in Aqua's body. He was never one for such indulgences even at the best of times, it seems foolish to start now. He needs to be in control of his faculties during his tenure with the young lightbearer.]

[evilhorizon]

Hum... Apple Juice we got!

[ He takes a glass and fills it with some apple juice before sliding it to her. ]

Rusty's done that one, hope you'll like it.

[ The bullshit anecdote of the day. ]

[inaquate]

[He sips it, and has to keep his eyes from opening wide. Of course, a younger body would have a better sense of taste, but he hadn't expected something like this. Sweetness, and the tart tang of apple explode in his mouth and it takes some willpower to not simply gulp the entire thing down.]

... it's very good...

[evilhorizon]

...

[ That's kind of an unexpected reaction. It's simple apple juice, nothing special really. He takes a sip of his own glass. ... Nope, taste much like usual. Weird. ]

Glad you like it. [he looks behind the counter, no luck.] Ah, looks like they, we're out of something to eat.

[inaquate]

[He's not sure he wants to try eating at this point. If a simple drink has this much of an impact...]

I'll pass for the time being on food. My stomach is a bit upset, anyway. Thank you.

[He stares forlornly at his glass. He'd like more, but he's not sure if he should ask and prolong this or simply excuse himself and escape.]