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vatheon2012-04-27 12:45 pm
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The night has left this ten-folded grief
Who:
ventus and anyone.
Where: Lakeside, in Somarium.
When: 4/27 after this thread.
What: Ven's just been given the bad news that his master's dead and has run off.
Status: Open.
Style: Action or prose.
The nightmare had been horrible. But bearable. As much as it'd played on his fears, it'd been about something he'd since overcome and emerged from already. But the news given to him by Mickey just a few short hours before had all but crushed whatever hope he'd had that he and his friends could go home to their master and be a happy family again. His master... was dead.
Gone. The shock that'd first greeted the loss was gone, replaced with a wrenching, twisting pain in his heart so great that it was difficult to breathe. The man had been the only father he'd been able to remember. The only adult who'd ever cared enough to be overprotective of him and teach him everything he'd need to know before he'd be permitted to go out and face the world on his own.
He'd ignored that wish blatantly. And accused him of horrible things, that last time.
That's your excuse for keeping me imprisoned here, isn't it?!
Forgive me. But you must exist no more!
Ven closed his eyes, clutching his shaking hands into twin fists at his sides as the tears started to fall. He was alone, away from everyone who might want to tell him that it was all right. As much as he appreciated it, he just needed to deal with this. And the fact that one of his friends knew, while the other... probably had.
And probably hadn't known how to tell them. He couldn't imagine, being in Aqua's position. he was a little mad at her for not saying anything, but... it would pass. Overshadowed by the grief he knew he'd be feeling for a long time.
At least he'd be able to get the worst of this out of his system while he was alone.
He didn't need to hear false words of reassurance right now. Everything was not all right.
And it'd never be the same again.
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Where: Lakeside, in Somarium.
When: 4/27 after this thread.
What: Ven's just been given the bad news that his master's dead and has run off.
Status: Open.
Style: Action or prose.
The nightmare had been horrible. But bearable. As much as it'd played on his fears, it'd been about something he'd since overcome and emerged from already. But the news given to him by Mickey just a few short hours before had all but crushed whatever hope he'd had that he and his friends could go home to their master and be a happy family again. His master... was dead.
Gone. The shock that'd first greeted the loss was gone, replaced with a wrenching, twisting pain in his heart so great that it was difficult to breathe. The man had been the only father he'd been able to remember. The only adult who'd ever cared enough to be overprotective of him and teach him everything he'd need to know before he'd be permitted to go out and face the world on his own.
He'd ignored that wish blatantly. And accused him of horrible things, that last time.
That's your excuse for keeping me imprisoned here, isn't it?!
Forgive me. But you must exist no more!
Ven closed his eyes, clutching his shaking hands into twin fists at his sides as the tears started to fall. He was alone, away from everyone who might want to tell him that it was all right. As much as he appreciated it, he just needed to deal with this. And the fact that one of his friends knew, while the other... probably had.
And probably hadn't known how to tell them. He couldn't imagine, being in Aqua's position. he was a little mad at her for not saying anything, but... it would pass. Overshadowed by the grief he knew he'd be feeling for a long time.
At least he'd be able to get the worst of this out of his system while he was alone.
He didn't need to hear false words of reassurance right now. Everything was not all right.
And it'd never be the same again.
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His eyes widened as he listened to the other boy speak, until the shock of the deja vu he felt made him look downward for a few minutes. Caden had lost his heart and his name? How and why were questions that raced through his mind, but most of all, there was a deep sense of understanding.
No. Most people wouldn't understand. But he admitted quietly, unsure if he'd already done so before: "I can, sort of. I've never forgotten my name. But... yeah. Every memory made is precious."
Because he'd forgotten his entire childhood. And Caden hadn't even had the luxury of one of those from what he was hearing. He looked back up at him, blinking through eyes grown heavy with fatigue and the sadness this evening had brought him.
"I like the name you've got now. And we'll make some good memories. Promise."
He managed a brief but sincere smile before he could blink no more, and passed out in the grass. Ven might be loathe to sleep, but his body needed it and he'd finally shut down. When we woke up... he'd make sure to remember to talk to Caden about just why he'd come out here tonight.
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Until he knew any better, hopefully in the morning, Cadence resolved to take care of Ventus. He put his arm around him first to make sure he was sound asleep.
"I'm glad you like it. Because you gave it to me."
All he could think to do was pick Ventus up and carry him back to the apartment they'd once shared. From that far away, he wasn't sure he could walk it - so he summoned a Dark Corridor as he stood up. Walking through it meant that he could take about six steps before depositing Ventus in the bed that had once been his.
[[OOC: New thread same log? New log? Done? Let me know :) ]]
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