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towerofanimus2011-10-15 04:36 am
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Entry tags:
Wannabe Locksmith
Characters: Ventus and evrr'bodyyyy
Setting: Room 1-16 and Floor Fifteen
Format: Have prose, will action for CR
Summary: Ven is keybladeless, so he undertakes an endeavor to try and fix his tragic keepsake. Except he is not handy at all.
Warnings: Group B paranoia ahoy, especially since he's working on a weapon. Also splinters.
[Room 1-16]
Ven didn't have any qualms about lending his glider to Romeo; sure, it was convenient getting around the tower, but he had more physical training than most people, so it just a minor nuisance. What he didn't realize at the time was that it also left him without his weapon. granted, he hadn't really done much fighting since the phantoms showed up, but it was always important to be prepared, and it was hard to pull off a cure spell without the keyblade to focus his magic.
So his next idea was the broken training Keyblade he had gotten from Terra. Ven was kneeling in front of his trunk in his room, holding the two halves of the keyblade, one in each hand, looking at them with an uncharacteristic frown. He didn't even know how it had broken, because it was certainly in one piece when he had last seen it. Wonder what had happened....
[Floor Fifteen]
He couldn't spend forever moping around in his room though; there were people who were horribly disfigured and he had to do something to be on the way to helping! Ven had taken the two halves of the keyblade and ran off to the 15th floor. It was just a wooden dummy blade, but it was important to him! And since it was wooden, it couldn't be that hard to fix, right?
Of course Ven had about zero craftmanship skills, so even though he was set up with both halves on a work table, he had no real idea what he was doing. So he was basically going to go about this via trial and error. Someone stop him?
Setting: Room 1-16 and Floor Fifteen
Format: Have prose, will action for CR
Summary: Ven is keybladeless, so he undertakes an endeavor to try and fix his tragic keepsake. Except he is not handy at all.
Warnings: Group B paranoia ahoy, especially since he's working on a weapon. Also splinters.
[Room 1-16]
Ven didn't have any qualms about lending his glider to Romeo; sure, it was convenient getting around the tower, but he had more physical training than most people, so it just a minor nuisance. What he didn't realize at the time was that it also left him without his weapon. granted, he hadn't really done much fighting since the phantoms showed up, but it was always important to be prepared, and it was hard to pull off a cure spell without the keyblade to focus his magic.
So his next idea was the broken training Keyblade he had gotten from Terra. Ven was kneeling in front of his trunk in his room, holding the two halves of the keyblade, one in each hand, looking at them with an uncharacteristic frown. He didn't even know how it had broken, because it was certainly in one piece when he had last seen it. Wonder what had happened....
[Floor Fifteen]
He couldn't spend forever moping around in his room though; there were people who were horribly disfigured and he had to do something to be on the way to helping! Ven had taken the two halves of the keyblade and ran off to the 15th floor. It was just a wooden dummy blade, but it was important to him! And since it was wooden, it couldn't be that hard to fix, right?
Of course Ven had about zero craftmanship skills, so even though he was set up with both halves on a work table, he had no real idea what he was doing. So he was basically going to go about this via trial and error. Someone stop him?
wtf is that he's never heard of that command
"They took eight people and experimented on them or something. One guy had a bunch of stitches on his skin, and another one didn't have a face, and I think one girl had her arms sewn to her body...." His frown somehow deepened as he went on. He even shuddered a bit thinking about what had happened.
Ven blinked and just now noticed the Master keeper. Before he could ask though, she was handing him Stormfall, and he was looking up at her with surprise. "Are you sure..?!" True she apparently has Master Eraqus' keyblade, but it was hard using one that wasn't your own.
it makes things stick together, sort of like Magnet
Still, she insistently kept Stormfall presented to Ventus. "You probably didn't know, but your Keyblade saved me once," she told him, her voice a little softer. "It's only fair if mine does the same for you. I'll be okay. I can use this one just fine."
oh snap what is this sorcery
"Huh? It did?" Ven blinked in surprise. He sure didn't remember that, but cool! At Aqua's insistence, Ven carefully took Stormfall into his own hand--holding it in the reverse style-- and admiring it with a grin. "Don't worry, I promise I'll take good care of it!"
He spent another moment getting a feel for the Keyblade, before he lowered it just slightly and looked at Aqua again with curiosity. "Hey, why do you have the Master's Keyblade?" He asked, gesturing to the Master Keeper with his free hand.
it's ~science~
"It did," she said instead, and then hesitated, the anger slowly disappearing from her face. Slowly, she realized that the case must have been that Ven hadn't heard of the news of the Master's fate; if he hadn't been there for the end of Master Eraqus' struggle with Terra, and hadn't spoken to Yen Sid...
"...Ven," she began quietly, averting her eyes. "Do you know how long it's been since we last saw each other? Before we got to this tower?"
are you sure they're not the same thing
His face fell considerably when she brought up the time lapse, and Aqua wasn't the only one looking away. "I...Naminé told me...that I've been asleep for ten years...."
He kept staring at the two Keyblades in front of him, fidgeting slightly and squirming a bit at the thought. It was...uncomfortable knowing you had lost all that time. Especially since the universe was apparently destroyed.
...pretty sure, go ask Ienzo though
"...when Terra was trying to protect you from the Master..." she started, raising a hand to set it gently on the guard of the dummyblade as the smile fell away. "...he couldn't control himself. The Master was...he was struck down in the struggle," the mage eventually decided, using the same phrasing she had used when speaking to Terra about it.
Though that didn't explain why Aqua had his Keyblade, so despite that jarring news, she had to go on. "When I passed the Mark of Mastery exam, Master Eraqus told me that if anything ever happened to him, I could use his Keyblade to transform the Land of Departure, and keep all the secrets within safe." It was knowledge reserved only for masters, but the point was null now. "...so, that's where I put you while you were sleeping."
And yet, it still wasn't exactly clear why it remained in her possession, but she was reluctant to get into her ten years in the realm of darkness. This was a lot for Ven to shoulder as it was.
>PROCCEED TO POLL ALL OF THE SCIENTISTS EVER
"St-Struck down...?!" He stood up from his seat so fast he almost knocked it over, bumping the Keyblades slightly. "B-But...!!"
He had known Terra was going to fight the Master; what did he expect to happen? But to know that they had been fighting because of him, that it was technically his fault, and even if their worlds were still around, the Master was gone, even if he had been afraid..
Ven didn't even even seem to care about the fact that at least he had been on the Land of Departure while he was asleep, he just turned back to the table and sat back down, holding each side of his head and set his head on the table. "Why...?!" It wasn't fair.
...i don't know if that'd end well
"I'm sorry, Ven," she said, sincerely. "...you deserved to know." And then, as an afterthought: "It's not your fault."
She wasn't a mind reader, but she knew Ven well enough to know what he was probably thinking.
but at least it'd end hilariously
"Terra was fighting to protect me! I-If I hadn't listened to Master Xehanort...!!"
It was probably obvious he was trying really hard not to cry.
and probably in a magic science explosion, and then you get Heartless
She stooped a little more so she could move her arm to rest across his back, just below his shoulders in a half-hug. "You didn't do any of this."
...and now we know how it all started.
When she stooped closer, Ven turned and shifted to wrap his arms around Aqua's torso. "It's not fair..."
magic and science are basically like Romeo and Juliet in that regard
A moment of pause followed, before she went on in a voice that was soft, but no less confident. "The Master still lives on, you know. In your heart. And memories." She tightened up her hug just a little. "...he helped to keep you safe for all those years. He wouldn't want you to blame yourself for any of this." After all, without him, she would have never known how to create the fortress where Ventus had slept.
someone write that fanfic
"But...." Ven started, but trailed off. But then what about the fact that the Master had attacked him in the first place...? He had been mad at Eraqus when he had gone there after all. Regardless, he apparently decided not to voice this thought, and shook his head slightly, curling a bit more into Aqua's embrace. "Thanks, Aqua."
...magic/science OTP? --wait who would top
She held her friend close, lips turning in a small smile. "It'll be okay," assured the young woman in response. No one knew what was going on, but things would turn out okay eventually. And at least they were together again.
uuuuh they trade off every week
Ven looked down for a moment, still a touch of a frown, before he looked back up at Aqua. "Um...Aqua?" He wasn't completely frowning, but he certainly didn't look happy. "What happened to you and Terra while I was asleep?"
...equality, i like this 8|a
"Xehanort tried to take Terra's body as his own," she answered. "I...we fought him, after I made sure you were safe." She folded her arms delicately over her torso, letting out a small breath that was almost a sigh. "He was falling into darkness. I had to save him."
And then, a pause, indicating that her next words were probably not going to be pleasant news. "...I don't know if it worked," she admitted. "I left him in the realm of light with my armor and Keyblade...I haven't seen him since then."
they shall maintain the eternal balaaannccee
The same creeping horror made its way onto his face when Aqua did speak though, but this time Ven tried to not let it outwardly show or freak out, and just slowly turned away a little and rubbed his opposite arm with his free hand. "O-Oh...."
"...--Huh, wait." He looked down at Stormfall, still gripped in his hand, and held it up slightly when he spoke. "If you left this with Terra, why do you have it here...?"
this will be a great step for magic's civil rights movement, you know
Then she looked down to Master Keeper, and held it up next to Stormfall. "...the Master's Keyblade came when I called. I guess once I was on the same plane as my Keyblade, it could respond again." And then, as an afterthought, "I can't actually summon Master Eraqus' anymore."
Though this better explained to Ven why she still had it, if it answered her call when she was in that other world.
considering how long the Magical Civil Rights Bill has been blocked, it's a long time coming
Ven hardly knew anything about how summoning the Keyblades worked really, for having worked with them all his life; he thought about it, and it appeared in his hand when he needed it. Of course he had hardly thought about all this Keyblade loaning, and it kind of just made him even more confused.
He lowered Stormfall once again, and looked back up at Aqua, not entirely depressed anymore, but just a bit..curious, although his disposition was still somber. "What's it like in the Realm of Darkness...?"
and then magical theories will be able to stand beside scientific theories as equals
The Keyblades were sort of like people, Aqua surmised. It was hard to generalize a how or why, but some people you could just predict, because you knew them so well.
At the question, Aqua turned her head, looking off into the distance and somewhere far, far away from Ven and even the Tower. "...aimless," answered the mage after a moment of heavy thought. "It's hard to tell time or where you are." She wouldn't have known how long she had been stuck there if it wasn't for her sheer determination not to lose herself.
"There's blue crystals in some places. They look like they just...come out of nowhere." She delivered the description passively, with an almost glazed look in her eye, as if she were still wandering that tiny path over that huge abyss. "...and there's a lot of monsters there, too. I think they're called Heartless."
~and so the dream was made real~
"The monsters that rise from the shadows, right?" He inquired, hoping to at least bring Aqua out of the funk she had fallen into. "Yeah, those are Heartless. The Realm of Darkness is where they're from, so it makes sense that there'd be a lot."
insert "i have a dream" speech here.
She did her best to maintain eye contact with Ven, but following that, her gaze began to wander again, ending up somewhere over his shoulder. "...that was when your Keyblade saved me," the master informed him absently, looking distant but a little less forlorn this time. "Terra's, too. I got tired of fighting...I was so ready to give up."
The smile returned and she brought herself to look at Ventus again. "But, the Keyblades-- they appeared, and took down all of the Heartless. So I knew I had to keep going." She reached out and affectionately brushed a bit of hair from the boy's face. "I'm glad I did. I missed you guys a lot while I was there."
so would MLK be a magician in this scenario
Ven went a little wide-eyed though at hearing about his Keyblade. How? Hadn't he been asleep for all those years? His face fell a little hearing why it was needed, but when she brushed his hair he could help but smile and teasingly try to push her hand away in indignation. "I'm glad I was able to help then...!"
absolutely. so would Rosa Parks.
It was nice to have someone she trusted living here in the tower with her, Aqua realized. She didn't consider it as something she'd taken for granted before, but after being alone for so many years (in the physical sense), it was a nice welcome back, even if the new place she'd woken up in wasn't. "Your heart must have just been in the right place," joked Aqua on the matter of Wayward Wind coming to her rescue.
YOU'RE A WIZARD, MARTY
And another laugh at the slight pun. "Well of course! I can help my friends in need even in my sleep!" ...That's a rather silly boast, but he's still going with it.