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Completing a Trio
Who: Terra and YOU
Where: The Plaza fountain
When: Late afternoon
Style: [Brackets], please!
Status: Open to All
The rather loud splash of water from the Plaza Fountain is the only indication that, yes, there is another new arrival in the bubble today. There's a few seconds delay before the source of that splash surfaces and makes his way to the edge of the fountain--a young man with brown hair that, courtesy of this little 'dip', is now completely and thoroughly soaked.
Really, the absolute last thing Terra expected to happen when he entered the Lanes Between was to find himself, sans his Glider, in a fountain full of water.
'Good thing I dismissed my armor; I'd have sunk like a stone.' Which was the absolute last thing he needed--not like his hakama were helping much, but soaked pants were better than head to toe plate. Pulling himself out was an easy enough task. Figuring out what went wrong with the Corridor? That was another story.
"Wonder what went wrong?" He sighs, and while sitting at the edge of the fountain, he starts to wring some of the water out of his pants. He'll take a look around after drying out a little, but who knows how long that'll take.
Where: The Plaza fountain
When: Late afternoon
Style: [Brackets], please!
Status: Open to All
The rather loud splash of water from the Plaza Fountain is the only indication that, yes, there is another new arrival in the bubble today. There's a few seconds delay before the source of that splash surfaces and makes his way to the edge of the fountain--a young man with brown hair that, courtesy of this little 'dip', is now completely and thoroughly soaked.
Really, the absolute last thing Terra expected to happen when he entered the Lanes Between was to find himself, sans his Glider, in a fountain full of water.
'Good thing I dismissed my armor; I'd have sunk like a stone.' Which was the absolute last thing he needed--not like his hakama were helping much, but soaked pants were better than head to toe plate. Pulling himself out was an easy enough task. Figuring out what went wrong with the Corridor? That was another story.
"Wonder what went wrong?" He sighs, and while sitting at the edge of the fountain, he starts to wring some of the water out of his pants. He'll take a look around after drying out a little, but who knows how long that'll take.
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[His gaze goes to the offered towel, and he takes it, the disbelief still on his face. But the shock of seeing his now teenage apprentice wasn't enough to distract him from the rather more pressing matter of trying to dry himself off.
'How is this possible?' Quickly running the towel through his hair to soak up what water he could, the expression his face shifts from shock to a thoughtful frown as several other questions starting to form. What had intercepted the portal into the Lanes Between? How powerful was the culprit, to be able to do that?
Where had the Darkness in his apprentice's Heart come from? How long has it been there? What had planed the seed there?
'I guess... we must be too much alike.' There wasn't much he could do about it now, but...
The only way he'd get any answers would be if he started asking, right?
'Start with the obvious, work your way out.' Light, this was going to be awkward.] What can you tell me about this world?
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He sits there, trying to get his own thoughts in order to the point where he can even begin to speak. There were so many questions he could ask, so many things he wanted to know. But, if Terra hadn't left the islands that long ago, some of them wouldn't be having answers any time soon. Running a hand through his hair, he sighs. No, his own questions can wait. As a member of the defense force, and more importantly as the should-have-been student of the new arrival, his supposed-to-have-been master's questions came first.]
Plenty. [There's so much he could say right off the bat, but for now... the biggest, most obvious one first.] I guess you've figured out some of the first thing: this world is called Vatheon. It's a sort of nexus that pulls others from different worlds, occasionally even different times. The reasoning that's more widely accepted is that it's because of our energy is what powers the barrier surrounding the city, though I'm not so sure about that, now.
[He remembers, even if some of those who were didn't, about the papers lying in the village on the island above. The hints of the curses being experiments.]
The side effect is that foreigners like us are subjected to "curses" about once a month. You can tell local from foreigner by this- [He pulls his wristband away a bit, showing the tattoo to Terra.] -marking. We used to have fairies too, but they didn't last very long.
[Waking up with fairy guts on face. Ew...]
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'A nexus world that can pull people off their worlds, and through time...' If it weren't for the very fact that he was speaking with a teenager that for him had been a little kid not even ten minutes ago, he would've found that hard to believe.
His eyes narrow slightly in suspicion as his gaze turns to the boy in question. The 'more widely accepted reasoning'? Curses? Why didn't he like the sound of that?] What did you find out?
['A marking? I'll have to look for one on myself later.' He ran over the explanation again in his head, trying to commit it to memory. But something nagged at him--'outsiders' were taken, supposedly to power the barrier. Pulled from their worlds, from different times as people from the same world...
He had to ask. Better to have this feeling either confirmed or denied than to just let it sit there and have him find out later at a bad time.] Are we able to go back, or are we trapped here?
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Maybe their current situation would make it more understandable.] The explanation I gave is the one many of us have known since arriving here, but... [a frown.] When the island above us first became available, there were papers scattered on the ground in the village. Most of them were fragmented documents, but it's hard to tell what they all mean.
['Aside from "experiments".' He sighs, meeting Terra's gaze - which is rather hard to do still, by the way.] To quote an old friend, "The exit eludes us much like a shadow that turned the corner on the other end of an alley way."
[In other words: yes.] People have vanished, returned home, but it's never of their own will.
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'Who or what could have that much power?' He'd have to be careful, no matter what it was.
It wasn't likely that the question of what had brought him here would be answered in any way that he'd be satisfied with, so he figured it would be better to just move on to the next one.] You mentioned 'curses'. What kind of things can I expect to happen?
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Sometimes they're innocent, like power swaps, thought bubbles or suddenly living a fairy tale. Other times... we're not as lucky. ['I used to like Halloween.'] The harsher curses are less frequent, but they can leave their mark.
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'Some could be innocent, others not so much...' It was something he was going to have to deal with when it happened. It wasn't like there was anything he could do about it right just yet.] Anything else I should know?
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[Also pranked him since it was April Fools, but shh... no one needs to know that. Also, yes. That most certainly is a sheepish look on his face for a brief moment.]
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[... laughing at that. Ven, buddy, you are not living this down.] I'll have to call him on that when I see him.
[Though, why would Ven... unless...] Our hearts probably feel similar; if Ven was just waking up, I could see that happening.
[And... that's something else to wonder about. What had happened to send his apprentice down a path that led to them both holding an active, powerful Darkness in their hearts where their friends had little to none?
'Is he too much like me? ... I'll have to find out later.' It was bound to be highly personal, if the journey down that path was for Riku even remotely similar to how it had been for himself. Which means he'll have to ask that later.]
so I am the queen of lateness. :|
Guess I can't be too surprised, then. [Because he can tell, now that he's actually paying attention again. Their scent is... pretty similar. He's also silently grateful that Terra hasn't called him out on it directly, because the reactions from others he's met from their worlds that didn't know him as that one sincere little kid have been...
Well, he doesn't like talking about it very often.]