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Riku ("Ansem") ([personal profile] justabignobody) wrote in [community profile] towerofanimus2013-02-06 12:46 am

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Characters: Riku and open!
Setting: [A] Backdated to 24th January, Floor 25; [B] 5th February, first Floor 81-100, then Floor 62; [C] 5th February, Floor 43, Nighttime
Format: Action to start; I'll match though
Summary: In which Riku: masters his Darkness for good, explores some new floors and takes the nightshift of his new job
Warnings: Some violence in [C] possibly? Will add as needed.


[A - Backdated to 24th January, Floor 25]

[Riku has done some thinking about certain Jason-induced hallucinations over the course of the last week (after avoiding thinking for the topic for a while, because really, does it matter? (yes, it does)).

It's a bit troubling that after all he's said and thought about not being afraid of Darkness (be it his own, or be it Xehanort's), he's still been sent into a panicked frenzy by the idea of the Heartless' Darkness growing inside him once again. There's only so much of that that he can blame on the sickness itself.

The more he thinks about it, the more certain he becomes - as much as he hates to admit it, he has been afraid, deep down. Of Xehanort, of his Darkness inside him, of losing all that he hadn't hoped to find again, of what he's gained ever since locking Ansem away in August.

Ultimately, it's that fear of losing it all again - the freedom of being himself, of not having to worry about the dark shards festering in his Heart, of the tentative hope to return to Destiny Islands one day after all - that's been holding him back, he thinks now, sitting right at his spot on the Meadow Floor, frowning down at the palm of his hand.

It's that fear that has restricted his use of Darkness, he's realized.

He's been too sure of himself, too certain of his knowledge and acceptance of himself, he thinks with a self-ironic smile, taking a deep breath as he goes into himself, not pushing that fear away, but acknowledging it; embracing it.

His own fears are nothing to be ashamed or afraid off.

It's with that feeling that he lifts his left hand, fingers waving in a long absent gesture, dark flames springing from the patch of earth before him and forming into a Corridor of Darkness.

There's a satisfied grin spreading over Riku's face, even before he opens his eyes and rises from the floor - it's been months since he's been able to create one and there have been more than one situations when he had wished he had been (first of all when Xion had been...).

Well... he has them back now. From now on, trapping him in one place won't be quite as easy.]



[B - 5th February, Floor 81-100, later Floor 62]

[There are lots of new floors now, and Riku's been spending his days with exploring them one by one - slowly, carefully. He has no desire to get himself killed by being careless. (Being able to escape on short notice again, if there's need to certainly is a perk). Today is certainly no different - he can be run into anywhere in between Floors Eighty-One and One-Hundred.

Sometimes later that day he finds himself drawn back to a different floor - it's not really a favorite, but it calls to him (though... he himself isn't really surprised by that). He can be found sitting at the beach, just close enough to the water, so that the waves wash over his shoes, eyes closed as he listens to the sounds of the ocean.

The waves still sound the same.

And if he closes his eyes for just a moment he can imagine not being in the tower, but back home, back on their islands. He - they - will be. One day.

He just has to cling to it.

(Still, he wonders just when he's accepted that he really does want to go back, that it has become a possibility once more now.)]



[C - 5th February, Floor 43, Nighttime]

[Being out and about during the time is hardly something new to Riku - he's spent his nights plenty times outside of bed, fighting monsters, checking on certain rooms and the likes. He is new to this assignment though - he had never signed up for or a tower job, or been assigned one... not until now at least.

At least it seems like a bearable position, he thinks as he settles back in one of the corners of the room; one that allows him to watch both the (empty) cells and the entrances to this floor. Highwind flutters a few rounds through the space before the cells before zipping back to him and settling on top of his head, the usually overly cheerful Dream Eater, maybe just a little subdued.

Riku reaches up to scratch his cheek with a faint smile - things would become 'exciting' quickly enough the moment a monster or ten decides to pay them a visit. But even with occasional monster battles, they are probably in for a long night.]

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