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Characters: AU!Sora and YOU
Setting: Around the Tower
Format: Starting in commentspam, but I will shift
Summary: Kairi is missing, and not even his bouncy new pet can calm him down. He is angry and on a rampage.
Warnings: Violence is a big thing likely to happen.

[Kairi is missing. He's scoured the tower again and again, and his panic had begun to give way to rage. The Tower has taken her from him--the biggest positive in his life since childhood. Maybe it wasn't the same Kairi, maybe they were from different universes. But that doesn't matter. She's still gone, and now he's angry. And how does someone with a generally unhealthy way of dealing with things deal with anger? He gets destructive.

So he's currently walking around the tower, Keyblade out, looking for Kairi or something to break.]

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Tohko was tired. She had been shelving books in the library and trying to eat while hiding from anyone passing by, so while she was full, she was a little exhausted. However, when she saw a boy holding a large key-like weapon with a glare on his face, she grew a little concerned. Wanting to help, she walked up to him.

"Pardon me, but is everything alright?"

There's a twitch, a tightened grip. And he definitely still doesn't look happy. He's tempted to set the library on fire, but he knows that won't make him feel better.

"This place took her away. So of course I'm not okay."

Tohko sighed. She knew how the loss of a friend felt. "I'm sorry to hear that..hopefully you'll be able to see her again soon. I know how you feel. I lost a good friend of mine when I came to the Tower." Actually, she had a small crush on him, but that was all in the past. Tohko had thrown that feeling out awhile ago.

Unfortunately, Sora here isn't a rational thinker when he's hurt. And right now? He just knows the Tower likes to reward hurting people. And right now, it's just the two of them, right? And maybe, if he hurts enough people, he can get Kairi back as a reward or something like that. It makes sense, right? when this thought hits him, Tohko, there's going to be an almost predatory smile.

"...But hey. I guess I can do something about it, right?"

Tohko bit her lip when she saw that smile. While she was going to be wary of this guy, she wasn't going to try and flee just yet. Nervously, she spoke.

"O-of course you can! You can remember her as a good friend, but keep moving on. You can make new friends and try to figure out where your friend went so that you can make plans to see her again."

The 'her' was just a random guess on Tohko's part. She got ready to run at any moment.

[... well. This doesn't look promising at all. An angry Sora that was practically radiating darkness was... unusual.

Wait. That much darkness, in a Sora? ... is this the one that he stumbled across when the Shadows were out and about? If that was the case, then this might not turn out so well.

The fact that his Keyblade is out isn't boding well, either. What happened this time?

Might as well ask. Wondering will get him nowhere.] Something happen?

[Stupid question, Terra.]

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Kairi's gone.

[Sorry, Terra. This isn't the Sora you know. there's probably a faint scent of Xehanort all around him, given prolonged contact!]

[He already figured as much -- too much Darkness in this Sora; more than the other Sora had by quite a bit.

The traces of Xehanort's darkness are harder to detect; he doesn't really deal in scents like Riku or Zexion. But those traces don't feel like they're part of Sora.

Thank goodness for small favors.

Pausing, and looking... almost like he gets it.] ... I'm sorry; I know how much it hurts to lose a loved one.

[Rage from grief... a dangerous place to be, but the presence of Sora's Keyblade now makes more sense.

The urge to break something must be pretty high.]

[Oh, it's very high. It's about ready to boil over. And Terra? You're beginning to look like a good target with that statement because it's hitting on a few other things.]

You can't possibly know what it's like to lose one of the only two people who've been there for you!

[It's a snap, and probably the boat load of abandonment issues combined with the pain talking. But yeah, he's not even stopping to consider that maybe someone could know his pain.]

[... Sora. You are now on the receiving end of a very hard look from Terra. There isn't anger there, only an expression that practically screams 'back off before you do something stupid'.

His words are blunt, meant to hopefully get Sora thinking again and listening instead of blindly lashing out in anger and grief.] It feels like a hole has been ripped inside of you, right? Something dark, ugly, and worst of all, empty. Because the person that should be here is gone, and it's not fair. So you'll tear the worlds apart to find them. Am I close?

[That hard look softens a little, and and he feels like he should elaborate.] When I was five, my birth parents were killed as our home burned around us. Fourteen years later, I had to watch the man that took me and raised me as his own get stabbed in the back by someone that he considered a brother to him, watch my home get ripped apart, and hear him threaten to kill the last two members of my family and nearly carry it out.

[He closes his eyes and takes a breath to steady himself, lest he become angry himself. When he opens his eyes again, his gaze falls right back on Sora.] I know it's easier to be angry and lash out at anyone that makes themselves a target, but that isn't going to help anyone. You won't feel better afterwards.

It won't bring your friend back, either. [Because it really has to be said.]

[...WELL. He wasn't expecting that. So here he is, standing quietly. Letting that shock show quite blatantly. And then he'll glare. Because see, Terra? He has it all figured out.]

Who knows? If I break enough people... Then maybe they'll bring her back as a reward.

[That sentence nets a bit of a frustrated sound from him. Sora, you can't out-glare him. It's just not done.] Are you even listening to yourself? Stop letting your emotions rule you and think! Hurting people won't make the people in charge suddenly decide to be generous to one person! If that worked, then wouldn't more people be trying it?

[Because seriously, if you go about trying to hurt people just because you're hurting? He'll have to stop you. And he doesn't want it to come to that.]

Who even knows if anyone's tried it? Might as well test it. And if it doesn't, then hey, at least someone feels as miserable as I do.

[This is how he deals with things, Terra. Blame his dad for encouraging it since he was young.]

[There's only silence from Terra's end for a good minute as Terra just stares at Sora, a look of ... sadness and disappointment on his face as he tries to think of a way to dissuade the boy from this course of action.

Eventually, he just sighs again, and levels an 'are you sure you want to do this?' look at him.] You're making a mistake. But if that's the way it's going to be...

[While his body language remains casual, he's standing squarely in your path if you want to move on.] If you want to try it, you'll have to get past me.

[Something in his tone says that he is not looking forward to this for whatever reason.]

[COME AT HIM BRO, HE'S READY

His eyes flick to the keyblade, then Darkra's face.]

What's on your mind?

[O hi Dad. Sora is going to banish the Keyblade around you, because you're someone he actually likes ~~and he knows you can kick his ass~~.]

...Kairi's gone. This stupid place took her away.

[Have a pat on the shoulder, Sora. He... doesn't know who that is, she never interacted with him. But it seems that she's important to you, so he'll play along.]

I'm sorry to hear that... but you seem to be handling yourself well.

[There's a fond shoulder squeeze too. It's your lucky day.]

Better than I used to, at least.

[He's still itching to destroy--to break things and especially people so someone will feel just as bad as he does.]

Not many would turn their feelings to power, to ride the wave in the fashion that you do. You've come much farther than any of the others could ever hope to do so... [another squeeze dawww]

Perhaps something for you to unleash that power upon would not be amiss?

...Maybe.

[He's going to just. Rest his head on your chest because he's hurting and tired and you are Papa.]

...Why does losing people hurt?

Letting individuals in like that is allowing small weaknesses in the heart... willingly, of course. Thus, when they are suddenly gone, there is little protection for what comes in the wake of their departure. For most, it is simply crippling depression... only a few can derive strength from it and use that to carry on.

...Why do people let others in, then? If it's just going to hurt.

[Too many people have hurt him. He's not sure if he wants to continue with that risk now. And right now? Xehanort is actually the only person who's been entirely consistent in his life that he can turn to.]

[His hand moves across Darkra's back now, an attempt to press him closer.]

Some people feel the need to try to share themselves. They believe that the more hearts theirs touches, the bigger their legacy and the stronger they become. As long as at least even one person who remembers them lives, so do they... and thus they share themselves, and open themselves to others.

A quaint, archaic belief. It's simply a matter of perception. They believe it, and so they trick themselves into thinking it.

[Papa you are the best. :c You give the best advice and you know so much. He is going to lean on you so much right now.]

...So is there really any difference between seeking simple companionship and, well, seeking to leave behind a legacy? I mean... There has to be a difference, right? Isn't it natural to seek come kind of companionship?

[Being old has its advantages, after all. And yes, good Darkra, come here. The other hand gestures a little bit, but he still keeps the boy close.]

As physical beings we're a social species, drawn to band together out of instinctive desire for protection and for potential mates, and the sort of mental well-being that social creatures need. The notion of "legacy" is a bit different... through the passing on of genes, assuredly. The social sort of legacy is in memory, in songs and stories and fondness. Those who do grand deeds and affect many lives live on in that fashion, even if they have no biological heirs.

I guess that makes sense.

[This kind of area isn't his strong point. But he does... Feel better, he guesses.]

...Thanks, Dad. I think I've calmed down a lot.

[For now.]

If you're certain. A bit of a jaunt through monster-infested areas to help clear up lingering doubts may help as well. Turn those emotions into power, the power to keep the others who remain here with you.

Right. I'll need to think clearly for that.

[They are NOT TAKING NAMINE. 8| ]

...Still. Thanks.

[Both hands go to brace Sora's shoulders now, an almost fond smile crossing the older man's face.]

Think nothing of it, my boy. I've told you that my door is always open to you.

[Then he'll likely find a dog running around on the 25th floor, getting a little exercise before pausing in his tracks and no longer chasing something.]

Awoo?

[Something felt off, though... and what was with that giant key-thing? He tilted his head before cautiously approaching. R U OK little hooman?]

[Sorry, puppy. This kid is not in a good mood. Otherwise he'd play with you. Right now he's trying to hold back from just wiping this field clean because flowers remind him of Kairi.]

You a monster?

[Sob, why does everyone think he is a monster. He barks twice. Nope, not a monster! Just a concerned canine! He even sits down, tilting his head to the side. Seriously, how could anyone mistake such a cute puppy for something so grotesque?]

Sorry. Had to be sure. You never know what this tower will throw at you.

[Know he'll squat down and scratch behind your ears. It's a welcome distraction.]

Arf arf!

[Oh, ear scratches. He likes those 8D]

[And Sora will smile a bit.

...And then, quite suddenly, he's going to hug you.]

[He knew that reaction; a lot of his human friends did that last year when a friend or family member had died, or a stranger he met on one of his usual walks through town that was just down and needed some help from someone who could listen and not speak, just be there.

That's why he didn't react in a bad way, merely let the strange boy hug him with nothing but patience and a quiet understanding. Had he lost someone...?]

'roo... [Have a nuzzle, bitty hooman. ;;]

[A few someones. Too many for someone like him to handle. So he's just going to cling to you, puppy, because you're soft and he's sad.]

[He doesn't mind it at all. In fact, he's surprisingly patient as they just stay there and he nuzzles Sora's shoulder. There there, bitty hooman. :( He's here. You can cry if you need to.]

[kind of wandering aimlessly because restlessness. he hasn't had much interaction with any Sora, but a Keyblade's a Keyblade, and an angry demeanor--]

Hey, what's the problem?

Someone I really cared about is gone.

[And he's pissed about it.]

[he nods because he gets it, really, but-]

Is this going to solve anything about that?

Who knows? Maybe if I break enough people those admins will reward me by giving her back.

[It's chilling logic from him, but it makes sense in his eyes. This place likes to fuck with people, right?]

Hey, whoa--

[sorry kid, Big Bro Mode is now on. firm hand on shoulder.]

--that's NOT the answer. Do you really think your friend would want you doing something like that? Whether it brings them back or not?

I've done a lot of things she wouldn't want me doing. But I'm tired of losing people or being left behind. So screw it--I'll try everything I can to get her back!

[He's angry and desperate and hurting. And he just wants some relief from that. Add onto that a few dozen issues with being abandoned and never wanting to feel like that again? And you have a ticking time bomb.]

[Suzaku was... if not better at least a little more grounded after his talk with Lelouch. He was no longer avoiding people anyways so when he saw his roommate weapon out looking angry he went over; a worried frown on his face.] What's wrong Sora?

[Oh, a friend. Someone he might not try to kill. Keyblade's going away, but he's still obviously angry.]

Kairi's gone.

[He didn't know many of Sora's friends, but he had at least seen Kairi...] Have you checked her door?

Yeah. She's just... She's not here. Not anywhere.

[And it's making him feel all sorts of bad things.]

I'm sorry... [He really is, losing people is awful and it happens far too often.]

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I'm so sorry for this.

Don't worry about it! It's alright!

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