towerofanimus | A return

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A return

Characters: AU!Sora and YOU!
Setting: Dormitory floors, cafeteria, library, and spring meadow--backdated to before the event, but after the glamour failure!
Format: Action spam to start, but I can do prose.
Summary: Sora's lost his memory--permanently. So it's back to square one and like waking up in the tower all over again.
Warnings: Darkra has had his memory wiped, so he'll have some issues remembering names at times, PLUS he'll be back to square one!

[Dorms]

[He has no idea where he is. He just woke up here. So now, he's exploring, a foul expression on his face. This is... Not home. This isn't where he should be. Of course his home is destroyed--he made sure it was. But ah, he won't dwell on it for now. right now, he's going to corner the first person he comes across and ask some question.]

[Cafeteria]

[Nutrition bars? Eh. He'll deal. It could be worse. At least it's food. He'll sit back and poke at it a bit, though. Ugh, he kind of wishes he was a Heartless already... Then he wouldn't have to worry about this kind of thing. Bah. Oh, well.]

[Library]

[Sora likes libraries. They're where he spent most of his time. And even if he's not home, he has to keep his studying up, so he's scouting out books. Father wouldn't want him to slack! Gotta keep going! ...Of course, it doesn't stop him from also looking for books for pleasure. He loves to read--it was one of the only things he could do back at Hollow Bastion. If he's here for awhile, he might as well look over the shelves.]

[Spring Meadow]

[Sora is lying in the flowers now, staring up into the simulated sky. How odd, this place. it's so peaceful. He doesn't mind it. In fact, he might use this place to keep up his training. There's no monsters to be seen except the Heartless that follow him everywhere, and that one strange creature he doesn't know. Oh, well, they're bouncing together, so he'll just relax...]

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[The meadow floor seemed to be very popular for those that wanted a wide, seemingly-open space to train in. It's the primary reason that Terra often found himself there. With the not-so-subtle 'warning' now to stay out of their rooms (thanks, Ruana >_>;), he's also effectively scouting for a safe-ish place to camp out.

When he spots Sora (and takes note of the Darkness in this one's heart, indictating which one it is, a look of relief actually crosses his face.] There you are! I was starting to get worried!

[Read, he already was and no one had seen you for a while.]

...Do I know you?

[Sora sits up and stares at him. This man... Smells so very similar to his father. but he's all wrong. Sora's not sure what to think.]

[Well, that's not what he was expecting. He blinks, and tilts his head slightly to one side.] Ah... yeah, you do. I'm Terra, remember? I stopped you from doing something really stupid a while back.

[Though, come to think of it... did he ever give you his name? ... well, that's been corrected now.]

...No, I don't know you. Though you smell a lot like my dad.

[And that's what's confusing. And it's showing on his face.]

Except your hair's too short and your coloring's all wrong.

[Blinking, then frowning. 'Smell a lot like his dad'...?

He doesn't run on 'scents' as far as Light/Dark detecting in a heart goes, but... there should only be two people that he has a similar scent to.

Given who those two 'people' are, this is a little alarming. Especially with the 'coloring all wrong' and 'hair is too short' added to this mix.

Oh, he just knows he's going to regret this...] That's not something I hear a lot. Who's your dad?

...Ansem, the Seeker of Darkness. Do you know him?

[Ah, and there it is. That proud and twisted grin. Terra is getting to see what Sora was like when he first arrived, and it's not a very pretty sight.]

[... okay. That's... really not what he wanted to hear.

Stay calm, Terra.] Yeah. You could say that I know him better than anyone else.

[And the way he says that seems to indicate that he really wishes he didn't.] I wouldn't smile like that; being raised by that Heartless isn't something to be proud of.

[The presence of that darkness makes sense now, at least.]

Why wouldn't I be proud? I'm a prince and hes the only one who really cared. He taught me everything I know and he took me in when no one else would.

[Of course it makes sense. As does, probably, his scent. That darkness is necessary for a certain plan, not that Sora knows it.]

[Given that he was in direct conflict with a nearly identical fragment of Darkness for ten years, it's hard not to recognize it.

His fists clench, and his expression becomes almost unreadable.] Is that what he told you?

[He calls bullshit on that, even though he knows that can't be the whole story.]

Yeah, but he's right. My parents left nothing behind. I went and looked.

[There is... Nothing left. Really. Not when he went back. The place was filled with dust. So of course he'd believe the only one who was there for him.]

His explanation isn't the only one I can think of for an empty house. [That came out more harshly than he would've liked. He takes a steadying breath, and when he starts talking again, his tone is softer, more patient.]

I've been to your world once before, a long time ago; small, quiet place. I bet the community there is pretty tight-nit. If your parents just moved, or if they'd left you behind, it would've been noticed. You could've asked around, to see if the story he told you matched up with what they remembered.

[He thinks back to the two happy, racing kids on the beach.

Riku... with how close those two had seemed, it's not even a question in his own mind.] You had a friend too, right? Wouldn't his parents have taken you in, if something had happened and you had nowhere else to go?

[Questions. If you want to learn more about anything, you ask questions. He doesn't know if you had done that or not, Sora, but given how Xehanort works...

... there's too many things he can imagine the heartless doing, and none of them good.]

[Suzaku was barely sleeping, since they found out the truth. He had began patrolling more frequently, mostly because sleep was difficult.

So he is heading back to his room after a patrol when he saw Sora.] You're back then. [He nodded at him, knowing his roommate did not take going to his dead world well and prepared to help him if needed.]

...Was I here before?

[He wouldn't know. He doesn't remember any of it. To him, he's just arrived--just somehow physically aged an entire year between then.]

[He blinked. Was this a different Sora then?] Yes. Are you in this room?

Yeah. But I don't remember being here before. I just got here.

[Which is alarming to him. He prides himself on his memory.]

You don't? [This was strange] There has been a Sora living in this room for a long time, over a year.

Well... It's not me. I think I just got here.

[If Suzaku hadn't been so far pushed into the mindset of a soldier, of a knight, during the glamour failure then he would of perhaps been upset that the boy he had lived with for over a year had gone, for that was what it was. An identical copy maybe, but a different soul. But as it was he just nodded formally, what was important was making sure the boy was briefed and not confused.]

My name is Suzaku Kururugi, I live in this room too. If you ever require any assistance please let me know, or if you have any questions, I have been here a long time.

[Tohko, as usual, was keeping up with her library duties, cleaning up, organizing, and trying to make sure that everyone didn't damage the books. Of course, her stalker of a retrieval unit was still following her, but..she was slowly starting to get used to his presence, even if she didn't like him.

However, when she spotted patron, she smiled and walked up to him, not one to ignore one in need.]

Good morning! Need help finding anything?

Uuuh. I'm not looking for anything specific... Anything you'd recommend?

[He's got his study books selected, but now he's just looking for something to enjoy reading.]

Well, what genres do you like? If you tell me, I'll be able to help you out more!

I don't really like genres... I'll read pretty much anything. Dad says I need to keep an open mind and expand my horizons.

Well..I agree with your Dad, but there's nothing wrong with having favorite genres, you know. But I would recommend The Little Prince, The Snow Goose, I Am A Cat, and The Master and Margarita for starters. They're all wonderful, delicious books!

I'll look into them! Thanks! I'm Sora.

[HE seems perfectly friendly. Not like a complete psychopath at all!]

[He does, and while he seems to a different version of the boy she met before with that strange creature, it was probably best to not bring that up. Instead, she just smiled.]

You're welcome! I'm always happy to help, especially when it comes to books! It's nice to meet you, Sora. I'm Tohko Amano, the book girl!

[The meadow is where this Riku likes to train, so as Sora wanders around, he may see a Riku with a Keyblade who's older than he remembers. He's accompanied by a technicolor dragon, and the two seem to be sparring at the moment.

It probably wasn't wise for either of them to go there given Sora's recent memory loss.]

[Not that Riku knew about it. however, when Sora realizes who this is, and he sees that keyblade... his blood is boiling. It's not just anger, either. It's a thrill to imagine taking down and ripping this one to shreds. he's so... very excited.]

Hey! Riku! let's finish what we started on the Islands!

What?

[His eyes fly wide open, and he flips around. He slips into a defensive stance at Sora's words, eyes narrowed and knees bent.]

Look, you've got the wrong idea! I don't even know what you're talking about, Sora.

Another memory lapse?

[It's said bitterly. Darkness wraps around Sora to form his darksuit, and he'll laugh and look as if he's ready for a fight.]

You seem to be having a lot of those.

Or maybe you've got the wrong Riku. Ever thought of that?

[Darn it, Sora. He's going to assume a defensive stance, but make no sudden moves.]

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