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identity wank ahoy

Characters: Roxas and Aqua to start...Ven and Nams later on since I'm not wasting space making multiple posts for his angsty business.
Setting: People's rooms, though he's going to move around quite a bit.
Format: Whatevs, we coo' guys, we coo'.
Summary: Set after this thread. Roxas, naturally, has to go inquire about this possibility with a few people in a specific order.
Warnings: I am expecting someone to angst before this is through. If not, we're doing it wrong guys.

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Roxas was, well, stunned and confused when Ven suddenly got flighty and darted off, surprised for a split second at how damn fast he was. But Rox was soon chasing after him, abandoning the key where it lie in favor of trying to chase after his roomie.

"Ven, what is it?!" Why was he running away? Did he forget something...? Aqua had said all that stuff about taking out his darkness or whatever, did this have to do with it? "Slow down! Tell me what's wrong!"

He was able to sort of catch up, but his stamina wasn't going to be able to hold out if this became an out and out chase scene.

~~Every good movie needs a chase scene~~

Luckily for Roxas, Ven became a bit disoriented trying to navigate the library's bookshelves (man he was starting to hate libraries). WHen he accidentally rounded into a dead end, he turned around to look at Roxas, Keyblade bared, with a mixture of fear and defiance.

"Th-The X-blade...your keyblade...! Stay away from me!!"

Roxas seemed to become relieved when he saw the dead end, slowing some and panting, out of breath.

"Th-the...what...?" He straightened, taking a gulp of air in. "Is that what it's called?" He seemed confused, but concern took over pretty quick. He did take a step back, but still kept blocking the exit. "Fine, I won't come closer, okay?" He made a calming motion with his hands, jumping with surprise when the Keyblade finally caught up with him. He dismissed it as fast as possible.

"C'mon, I just told you I don't know anything about this stuff...!" Ven wasn't going to attack him, right...? "Why is it bad? Is it special?"

"N-No! I...I don't know!" His Keyblade was out in front of him, rather than behind him as per usual; he seemed more like he was trying to guard rather than attack, and didn't let up on that even when Roxas stepped away or dismissed the Kingdom Key.

"I know you don't...I-It's just...!" He knew he was stupid to be scared when Roxas was clueless but he couldn't help himself. It was the same as when Eiji had created that ice. He couldn't even explain it himself.

"That thing...that happened...was so my Master could create the X-Blade." Totally not avoiding eye contact why would you think that. "Y-Your Keyblade looks like part of it...!"

Ven's twittering seemed to be making Roxas equally nervous, since he wasn't exactly the best at reading bodylanguage when someone had a weapon of "creation and destruction" in their hands. He could hope this wouldn't turn out like Eiji, but...

"Just calm down, okay?" His weariness was returning full force, and Roxas slumped unconsciously. "Create the keyblade?" These things could be made? Maybe Ven was going off his rocker. His keyblade looked like part of a keyblade? Maybe his was incomplete or something...? "What did your master do?" All this stuff was starting to muddle together. But Ven looked genuinely traumatized, and that won out in the end. If his keyblade looked like one Ven recognized from his master, then...

"...I can go, if that'll make you feel better." It was probably the best thing he could do. Maybe go back and ask Aq- no, would she react like this too? The Xehanort guy was apparently really bad, how would she react? Rox hung his head, giving a sigh and moving out of the way, slumping to sit against the bookcases. Mayhe he wasn't ready for this information.

"N-No.. the X-blade. Uh...It's, greek or something... Some people pronounce it 'kai'?" That, sorta helped. He guessed.

Roxas' attempts to calm him down seemed to have some effect, because Ven very slowly glanced at Wayward Wind, and reluctantly let it disappear in a flash of light. But he was still avoiding eye contact. Of course. "Yours...just looks like a piece of it."

Alright, deep breaths, Ven, c'mon. This is nothing. You're over it. "When...a heart of pure light and pure darkness clash, they create the X-Blade...I don't really understand it...but.... He separated my darkness from me, so that he could use me to make it." He almost sounded a bit defeated at the last bit, giving up trying to keep any of it a secret apparently. However he was not going to mention that said separating nearly killed him. Because. Yeah. No.

"So, a kaiblade?" He was still tiredly sitting against the bookshelf, giving no sign of getting up within this lifetime. Maybe he could just move a shelf over to give the illusion of a shorter dead end, and live behind it? Eh, sounded like work.

It didn't occur to him that Ven had calmed down and wasn't flipping on him anymore until the other blonde had finished explaining things. Roxas looked up with a very obvious frown, shaking his head and turning back to gaze at the floor after a minute.

"...so basically, it's bad. And mine looks like it." A pause, and Rox held his forehead, trying to make sense of this. "I never fought any darkness-"

Wait a second. What about that weird dark place with all the stained glass? And that big monster...? "...I...think." The uncertainty edged it's way in, but he tried to remain nonbiased. "I don't know about this stuff like you guys do, but I don't think that means it's the same thing. Or, I hope it doesn't. But nobody did anything like that to me. Unless it happened before I can remember..."

Now he was just going in circles. What a great way to calm someone down from an obviously traumatic memory! "...it, doesn't matter in the end. I'm sorry I asked. You didn't have to tell me all that."

Ven himself had slumped against the bookshelf, sliding (roughly) back to the ground and dislodging a few books along the way.

"Even if you did fight the darkness, it has to be pure darkness. And you'd have to be pure light. I don't think you're pure either of those," Talking monotonously like that, Ven almost sounded even more like Roxas in this instance.

"...It's alright. It was bound to come up again eventually." In retrospect that long nap he was taking seemed pretty appealing.

"...thanks?" Normally he would have just ignored that comment, but. Yeah, he was pretty gray, wasn't he. "Maybe that's- no. I'm not going to theorize about this anymore." Rox just shook his head even harder, trying to clear the discussion from his mind. It felt like he'd dome something really wrong, but he couldn't place why.

A sidelong glance at Ven cemented his priorities, and Roxas scooted down, pressing his shoulder against his roomie's. He expected Ven to flip or something, but...hugs just, weren't his forte, and he had to do something. A second later, a hesitant shoulderbump followed, being the basic extent of his affection. "I'm sorry you went through all that."

Ven didn't say anything else on the matter given that Roxas had seemed to decide that the conversation was over. So beyond another sad look and an awkward rubbing of his arm as he decided to look at the floor again.

He was almost surprised when he realized Roxas was sitting down next to him again. Some part of him did want to flip, but he decided no, that was stupid, self. Roxas' small token was enough to at least restore a sad smile to his face. "Don't worry about it. It's not like it's your fault." ~~OR IS IT~~

Apparently his inability to reciprocate the hug he'd received back when he revived was bothering him quite a bit, cos Rox was pretty unsure of how to place his arm. Eventually, he just lightly knocked his knuckles against the side of Ven's hand, and gave a tired smile of his own.

"So, are we cool, or do I not get glider rides anymore?" Weak attempt at humor, go!

Ven laughed a little at the gesture, putting his hands up in fake defense against Roxas' 'assault.' "Yeah...we're cool." He decided after a moment, smiling.

To be honest, a part of him was still freaked out; not really by Roxas (though the feeling extended a bit), but by that Keyblade. But he opted to ignore that part for now. Especially if they were apparently the same person. "But I might charge you extra for not pulling your weight."

Roxas relaxed finally, literally leaning against Ven and daring to close his eyes. Sure, there was a strong likelihood he was gonna fall asleep if he did that, but...

"Hey, you never know. I could learn to do that glider thing too, someday." After the 'oh no my keyblade might be some evil took of ultimate destruction' thing wore off.

Ven cast a glance at Roxas for a moment, before turning looking back ahead to look at nothing in particular.

"Hah, we'll see about that. You don't even have any armor."

Plus you're reminding him how tired he is, damnit.

"Armor can't be that hard to get, can it? Well. Here I guess it would, but..."

Yawn.

"...I'm exhausted. You run fast, you know that?"

"I don't even know how I got mine, to be honest." Memory gap~

And Ven couldn't help but grin a bit at this. "Yep! Terra and Aqua are both stronger than me, but I'm the fastest!"

This is a fact in which he takes great pride.

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