016 | 4th Heavenly Body | 4th Duel

[justabignobody]

Characters: Riku, Jellal or Kiryu and open!
Setting: See prompts, all set at about the middle of the week
Format: Starting off with prose for once, but do as you like! I'm fine with either. :3
Summary: Event catch all for all of Icey's characters!
Warnings: Horror, angst, ownerless limbs, (at very least attempted) suicide, terrible animus things, hopefully POWER OF FRIENDSHIP at some points, but will add as needed. ^^

[OU] Riku ➜ justabignobody [ 8/14/13 - Floor 62 ] Riku is hardly a stranger to shadows trailing his steps and though he keeps a wary eye on the group of shadow children that has started to follow him around, he still tries to go on with his day the first day or two. It becomes impossible once they start whispering with familiar voices, each whisper a stab to his heart - "Why didn't you wake me? There was a chance, right? If you hadn't hesitated, if you hadn't waited for Xion to make up her mind... And now, I'm not sleeping anymore, am I? It's all because you-" (It's not Sora, it can't be, because Sora would never be that bitter, would be horrified if he found out about Xion's fate, about what they are planning for Roxas...) - and it doesn't take long until he reaches the point where it's impossible not to listen, no matter how much it hurts, no matter how heavy his guilt weights on him. Eventually, he finds himself sitting at the shore of the beach floor, eyes closed as he listens to the sounds of home, but not even the waves can't drown out the voices - "I was waiting. I've been waiting for so long, for Sora and for you. It's your fault that I had to wait... that I'm now..." "Gosh, ya really messed up this time, pal, and but now I won't be around to help ya out of it." - and Riku just clenches his hands to fists, nails digging into his palms as he presses his lips together and finally works up an answer. "I know. I don't know if you are illusion or truth, but-" He cuts himself off, gasping as a wave of lightheadedness hits him and he reaches up to touch his forehead. "I'll fix it. I'll find a way. I promise."

[OU] Jellal Fernandes ➜ rememberscarlet [ 8/12/13 - Floor 78 ] Jellal can't deny feeling just a little curious - it's been months since he had gotten the mailbox, but this is the first time he has actually received a message. Maybe someone from Fairy Tail, or Zeref- His musings stop quickly when he opens the box and an arm lodges free and Jellal breath hitches as his eyes fixate on the armor around it, on the only all to familiar mark of the guild that he owes so much. "No..." The clattering sound of metal hitting the ground seems to reverberate through the room as Jellal falls to his knees and just stares at the limb, face pale, his hands shaking. This just couldn't be... [ 8/15/13 - Floor 3 ] His week as only gotten worse, following that discovery. At first, Jellal had found a certain comfort in the whisper (she is still alive somewhere, she has to be) - the words might cut deeply, but it's Erza's voice, it's just been so long since he's heard it... and he is just glad to - but the more he listens, the heavier his heart becomes, because she is right, she is always- "Why you? Why would you deserve to live after all that you've done? I hate-" And soon there is Natsu's voice mixing in, growling, raging: "I told you, I'll never forgive you, I'll never never never never-" He's in the library when it gets too much, the book in his hand snapping close as he leans forward, his forehead pressing against one of the shelves. "So you agree... it's just as I thought. I'm better off-" Dead.

[OU] Kyosuke Kiryu ➜ darkestsatisfaction [ 8/15/13 - Floor 17 ] 'Wait and see,' he had thought after that incident with the elevator a few days earlier and once again after receiving that curious present, wait and see and maybe a new ally - or enemy - would show their face. It's definitely latter as far as Kiryu is concerned, annoyance flickering over his face as he stalks through the corridors and ignores the moans of C҉҉̀r͜͢͝o̧҉̸̛͡w̡̛͢͞,̴́͜ ͞J̴̀àc̢͘͘͟k̸̷͠ ̶͟a̷̡͝n̴͢͠d̵̡̕ ̡͜͡Y̴̡̧͟͠u̸̶̢̨̕ş͞e͏͏i̷̛͜͝͞, hi͞s̛ for̷m͢e̷r̵ téaḿ, the shadow pests that keep running after him. ("It wasn't us... you were the traitor, Kiryu. You left us all to-" "We tried ta save ya, and that's how ya thank it to us? Fer someone that keeps goin' about betrayal, ya sure-" "Hn. As expected. You are just-") It's easy enough to ignore them (he is not the traitor - they were the ones that had refused to stand by his side, they were the ones that had refused the challenge of their Last Duel!) to take refuge on his favorite floor , even if the screams and moans that echo there aren't quite as comforting as they usually are, they help... at least until two new shadow brats show up and unlike the other ones, these aren't just whispering - they are crying, shouting - "Kiryu-niichan... why... why weren't you there? Why didn't you save-"" "Kiryu-san, we were waiting- - and after a while it just gets to much, a roar tearing from Kiryu's throat as he calls for his disk and draws the first card, not even looking at it as he slaps it down and Infernity Beast appears - though it looks almost fuzzy, static flickering through it every now and then - and jumps at them with a growl, trying to catch one of the shadows. It fails, the shadows just losing shape as it pawns at them, whispers and cries and screams growing louder, rage twisting Kiryu's face as he starts shouting himself and swings his disk arm at them - "Just, shut up!" - panting as he glares down at the shadows and just that moment he feels a heavy wave of lightheadedness pass over him, his monster disappearing as the mark on his right forearm flares up in dark purple once, before the glow disappears and Kiryu's sclera turns from black to white and really there is only one thing for him to say about this because the voices are only growing louder. "Dammit."

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Riku, Floor 62

[pitiedthefool]

[Yu didn't normally go to this floor often, but even if it was an illusion, ocean waves always did bring back fond memories of friends being dorks in the sea and one...classical...artwork...

Even if it did bring some of the shadow figures closer to him, he was trying to - for once - not listen to the voices of his team members. They weren't themselves; but then, was he even himself anymore?

That's when he caught wind of one of his friend's voices, trying to talk with them. He smiles a little sadly, realizing something as he listens to the very one-sided conversation.]

...We all will.

[Because no one is alone in wanting to restore their worlds. Thus, he spares a faint wave if Riku looks over.]

Wish I could tell you if they're real or not, but... [he can't, since what he has is an illusion.]