towerofanimus | Wannabe Locksmith

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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?

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Because Link had never exactly been one to knock on doors inside the many dungeons that he had traveled and explored, the tower he was now imprisoned in was no different. Every door held a secret and its own chest of treasures. He had learned that every time he tried to take anything from those chests, he would get shocked. No matter, there was no penalty in looking.

The hero of Hyrule was meandering about when he opened a random door to find another boy inside. The change of events didn't seem to be a problem. Door shut behind him, he fancied the boy with a smile, this must be his room or he's probably looking for treasure too, he thought to himself.

Ven didn't seem to notice Link until the door he heard the sound of the door being close, at which point he jumped and quickly turned his torso around to look at the green-clad elf.

"Uh...hello...?" Well, he...seemed, friendly enough. Although it was kind of weird that he just came in and was just smiling. Actually it was kind of unnerving. So he's just going to stare a bit dumbly. "Can I help you...?"

[Ren the explorer was doing what she does best, exploring on floor 15 when Ven arrives. She looks up from whatever she was messing with to greet him.]

Ven.

[Oh whoah, there was already someone here!]

Hi Ren! [He grinned and moved both halves of the keyblade to one hand, so he had a free one with which to wave at her.] What are you doing here?

Naminé did not want to be a bother. This was why when she went out trying to find things to distract herself from that hopeless feeling that wouldn't leave her be, it was alone. She didn't seek out company, even though she was well aware that it would probably help more than anything else (because even if she couldn't be hopeful for herself she could be hopeful for someone else). Today's visit, instead, besides having the pleasant side-effect of being a distraction, was about the people she was visiting; she still hadn't heard much about how things were going with Eiji, and that needling hopeless feeling had not helped make her optimistic about it, so she'd decided she might as well pop over and check, considering they were next door, after all, which was why she happened to knock on the door about then.

Ven snapped out of his thoughts when he heard a knock at the door, jerking his head towards the noise. He set both halves of the dummy blade down carefully and hopped to his feet, jogging a little towards the door and opening it to look outside.

"Oh, Naminé!" He smiled and opened the door a bit wider when he saw who it was. "What's up?"

"Hello, Ven." She offered him a small smile that didn't require too much work. "Nothing, I just... thought I'd come see how you and Roxas were doing." Her eyes flickered toward what of the room she could see behind him briefly then back to his face. "You know, with...?" Eiji, but she wasn't so sure she should say that unless she was sure he wasn't around to hear it; she didn't particularly savor the idea of upsetting anyone.

Link moved farther into the new bedroom, his smile fading to a neutral look as he looked around the place. He was used to exploring without any hesitations, what some people might consider rude entering Link saw it as nothing more than normal. He was trying to save everyone, after all.

"I'm Link." He responded, finally eying that open chest and then the broken weapon in his hand. "This is your room?" You never knew, he couldn't be the only one who liked treasure chests.

"Oh! It's...alright I guess?" He rubbed his head a bit awkwardly. "We're all sleeping in the room at least. I don't know if Eiji and Roxas have talked though." Although really that whole, being in the same room thing was already an improvement, so.

Ven glanced back into his own room when he noticed Naminé looking in, and took a minute to realize what she was probably trying to do. "Oh uh, neither of them are here right now though. I don't know where they are."

"U-Uh...yeah..." Ven was getting a bit wary of this guy. The guy didn't seem too bad, but he had also just kind of...walked into his room. Was he looking for something? Had he done something wrong?

"Um...I'm Ventus." He hastily dropped the two halves of the keyblade into his trunk and stood up. "Did you need something?"

She tilted her head slightly, a very faint frown on her lips. "Oh." --No, no, look on the bright side. "Right. Everyone can stay here again. That's... something." She nodded when he mentioned that the room was empty. That answered that question, but there was still another, even if it wasn't a pleasant topic.

"...Did you ever find out what happened to Roxas? In the library...?"

She'd put off getting a better look at the 15th floor, but if it had something she could use to get anyone's attention, she'd use it. So far though, all Marceline was seeing was the materials for making something new. She'd have to keep this place in mind if she decided to do something with that suit she'd woken up in, she decided, and started to leave.

That was, until she noticed the blond boy looking at the wooden thing in front of him on the table. "It's not going to fix itself, kiddo." she said, floating over. "What happened?"

"I'm exploring."

Link didn't even hesitate to respond, blue eyes curiously following those halves. It looked liek a tool or perhaps a weapon. Had the boy broken it? Did he need it fixed? Did the boy need anything?

"Need help?" Because people always needed help, no matter where he was.

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"--Ah!" Ven jumped a bit in surprise when he heard someone talking (yes apparently he was concentrating that hard, despite not getting any worm done), and was even more surprised when he saw the girl floating. Awesome.

"Oh uh... I don't really know." He rubbed the back of his head and looked back at the broken weapon. "I left it somewhere back home and it was fine, but when it appeared in my trunk, it was broken."

That...made, sense, he guessed. Maybe this guy was new around here? Still, just poking into other people's rooms was kind of weird, but then Ven was pretty sure he had done it before himself....

"Um... No, that's OK...!" He laughed awkwardly, waving one hand in front of him and using the other to rub the back of his neck. "I-I mean, I can figure it out by myself! I wouldn't want to interrupt whatever you're doing or anything.."

"It's not that bad! I think they're just both stuck on how to talk to each other." Ven gave a small laugh to try and relieve the depression, buuut probably not the most successful. But he's still gonna try!

...Of course the laugh as gone and he frowned a bit. "No. I just figure it has something to do with the tower." Siiiiggggh.

It was the paranoia that had made her grab her long-deceased master's Keyblade from her trunk. She cared for it daily, cleaning and polishing it with the same care that she gave her armor, but the thought had never struck her to actually use it until, for some reason, she felt it was absolutely necessary to take any measure to defend herself. She hadn't practiced with two Keyblades, but she'd figure it out.

Aqua was slowly descending the highest floors to better acquaint herself with them, stopping every time a stray noise sounded over her shoulder. She eventually came to the fifteenth floor, where a familiar shock of spiky blond hair was waiting.

Despite the jumpiness, Aqua smiled. "Ven," greeted the woman as she began to approach. "What are you doing?"

Ven looked up when he heard his name; Aqua was possibly one of the only people who could show up behind him and not make him jump. Instead, he turned around when he heard her voice and grinned. "Aqua!"

When she got closer, he turned back towards the work table just a little and frowned at the wooden dummyblade. "The training keyblade I got from Terra was broken when I found it in my trunk..! I was going to try and use it to fight, but I don't know how to fix it.."

Sob Terra would be so upset with him.

Aqua closed the majority of the rest of the space between her and Ven so that she could look over his shoulder at the work table, eyebrows knitting together. Her first response was to glare at the poor dummied out weapon as if it had done her some personal offense. In truth, the blade hadn't done anything to her, but the one that had broken it certainly did.

It wasn't worth troubling Ven over right now, though. There was a more important matter she needed to press. "To fight? What happened to your Keyblade?" questioned the mage in confusion, gaze breaking from the wooden Keyblade so she could instead look at her friend.

"Did you see all the people that were...messed up in the cafeteria?" Stupid experimenty towery people grumble grumble argh jerks. "One of the people they experimented on was my friend. They...turned him into a deer or something." He barely understood it, and he looked off to the side a bit with a pout before looking at Aqua again.

"He was having trouble walking, so I lent him my glider to get around until he could walk."

Her expression turned considerably more troubled at that, and she shook her head to punctuate her answer: "No."

Ven's next sentence was nothing less than alarming, and Aqua's eyes widened accordingly. "They what?" If Ventus' friend had been turned into a deer, then, what about the others...?

She may have chided him for not thinking about the fact that he'd be without a weapon for doing that, but it was honestly such a Ven thing to do, she didn't have the heart to scold him. She looked to the Master Keeper clutched in her right hand, and then into the empty palm of her left. After a moment of consideration, Stormfall came to life in her vacant hand.

She offered the newly-summoned weapon to Ven. "Use mine until you get yours back, okay?" Her Keyblade wasn't as well-suited for a reverse grip and was a good bit longer than Wayward Wind, not to mention it completely lacked a curve. But spells would manifest much more easily for Ven by simply holding it; hopefully the ease of Cure spells would compensate.

Oh. Dang, she hadn't heard of that. Uh well then. Froooowny face goes here. "U-Uh..." Yeah now he felt kind of awkward bringing it up, but yeah, he'd explain it anyway.

"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.

Romeo saw Ven in the workshop and started to fly over, his walking was getting better because he still made himself practice but he got tired so easily and his legs sometimes just wouldn't hold his weight. "Hello Ven! What are you doing?"

He jumped off the hoverboard and held it in his mouth and walked the rest of the way. He put the hoverboard down by the side before speaking again, "Do you need help?" Ven had been nice enough to lend him his flying board do Romeo wanted to help him in return.

"Hm?" Ven looked up from the wooden Keyblade (the two halves of which he was currently trying to fit together properly) and turned to look at Romeo with a grin. "Hey Romeo! I see you're getting the hang of things!"

"I'm trying to fix this training Keyblade my friend gave me." He laughed sheepishly and rubbed the back of his head. "If you know anything about fixing things, that'd be great!"

She nodded, trying to smile when he laughed. "Anybody would be, I think."

He wasn't the only one sighing. "...Mm. Maybe we'll... figure it out some day." This was apparently another conscious attempt to look on the bright side, even if the bright side was something about finding out a reason for a friend's death.

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Wannabe Locksmith

[Room 1-16] If this is okay... Link doesn't exactly knock in canon >>

lol what is knocking. it's fine. :B ~!

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[Room 1-16] Hi neighbor

oh hey fancy seein' you here

well I was in the neighborhood so

Awesome! Knocking is for normal people, not BAMF's

make yourself at home, I'll make some tea

Damn straight, Link plays by his own rules 8'| !

will do o7

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Finally, someone who understands!

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Main chracters man, gotta stick together

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[Floor 15] ven you're doing it wrong

sh-shut up this is harder than synthesis sob

nuh-uh, there's not even gems involved

gems are easier to use they are shiney and magic

come on haven't you ever heard of wood glue

wtf is that he's never heard of that command

HI BIG BROTHER

OH HEY THERE LITTLE BRO

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