[ outofcharms ] It was love at first sight~ B]
It was glorious ok.
"I think you might be mistaken," she’d helped her up that’s all. Whatever strange intentions this individual had Aqua didn’t want to know. "I only supported her after she was attacked, you’re probably reading into it too much."
[ outofcharms ] Aw ye finished my playthrough of Aqua’s story
thats gotta be like the 5th time now. I basically spent several hours melding shit its surprisingly fun~ So my muse is totally here, so I’ll work on some replies. As usual if you wanna role play just let me know or like this post or s/t and I’ll make a starter. > U =b
“Sorry, miss, I’m just used to being all secretive. Ya can’t blame me for that." The redhead shrugged his shoulders. "Anyway I promise I won’t do it again." He would answer any questions she had from now on. Perhaps it would do some good for his soul to give his secrets away as the burden of keeping everything in was rather large. "I’ve come across a few keyblade wielders in my time. The top ones that come to mind are Sora and Roxas." He paused. "Are those names familiar..?" He let out a sigh, recalling fond memories of the latter male. "There’s also Sora’s friends.. Riku and Kairi. I also met this boy once.. his name was.. Ventus. He looked a lot like Roxas although at that time I didn’t know it because I only got to meet Roxas when I became a Nobody. It’s pretty weird now that I think of it.." Ah but he was rambling again, wasn’t he?
“Yeah, Nobodies. They were once humans but they ended up losing their hearts to the darkness. Their hearts were not all that was lost though, with the heart gone so were the ability to feel emotions."
“I would at least like to keep how I lost my heart a secret, if that’s okay with you.." This was clearly a sensitive subject for him.
Used to being secretive, she momentarily pondered what that entailed and she made sure to remember to question it later now that he was willing to answer some of her inquiries. "Thank you," a simple dip of her head, glad to see they were going to get somewhere. From the two names mentioned, only one rang bells in her memory, but there was an odd sense of familiarity about the name Roxas. "Sora…" the young boys named rolled forth as the memory of two small boys on a island became clear in her mind. "I met him when he was only a child," back then she’d noted the power hadn’t been passed onto him, but to his friend Riku. "His name was brought up again several years later when I was trapped in the Dark Realm but…I don’t recall anyone named Roxas," yet the feeling of fellowship remained.
She hadn’t let herself hope that one of the bearers he’d met was one of her friends, setting herself up for disappointment only set her mind back in uncertain thoughts. But to hear his name now, bubbled up an immense feeling of contentment.
"You met Ven? When? He’s…he’s my friend," finding it difficult to not bombard the other with numerous questions. It wasn’t only his name that she knew either, Riku and Kairi were two other individuals she’d met several years ago. To hear all three had become Keybearer’s emitted a pang of sadness, she hadn’t wished her life on them but it seemed to have found them regardless. “I knew Riku and Kairi too if only briefly, what’s your connection to them?” Curious to know what happened to the two children, who were worlds a part back then. It was a lot of information to take in, to learn these children had inherited Keyblades of their own and the existence of these Nobodies…a lot really had happened. "I see, so Heartless are manifested Hearts," that much she’d learned during her entrapment, "and Nobodies are people who lost their heart" speaking more to herself than the other.
It was evident he didn’t want to speak of the circumstances surrounding the loss of his own heart, whether he’d mentioned it or not and she wasn’t one to pry. It wasn’t something she needed to know, but she did wonder that happened for him to lose it, or any Nobody for that matter. "Some matters of the heart are better left that way, I wont ask" she clarified to express she had no intention of intruding further.
"Ven never told you?" About her famous tacos. All this time and Terra had been missing out. She’d always been good at baking in particular, but tacos were somewhat of a specialty. When they were younger she’d often let her two best friends and teacher test out her creations, not all were delicious of course and there had been a few upset stomachs over the years. But tacos? She’s perfected them to a tee.
"Tell you what I’ll make a special batch for you and Ven. You can see for yourself."
herpremiumheart replied to your post “[[MOR] [ outofcharms ] Man I wish I was better at staying in…”
ooc: wHISPERS AQUUZ tho ;o; //CLINGS
[ outofcharms ] /rubs le tofu butt/ ; 3 ; A booty so fine
almost as fine as the Aqua booty C;
『 ✯ 』 Intruding on your day. Gaiety lit half way up the conduits throat almost escaping into a laugh, but sensing the urgency seemed to have halted it, pushing feet to move in a quicker pace. Company appeared as a continuous interruption these days.
“ You mean those little ink things or those like myself? ”
All types of associations had been heard when it came to the likes of being different, various slurs concurring reminders of the differences among a world that behind the lines was divided in two. The stranger’s informative inquiry did just the same, lips unable to be helped to form a smirk, vision fleeting backwards. Seeing the unchanging expression amongst the company, a roll served orifices forward again to focus, a turn at the corner sending them in the least high traffic area possible — to avoid officers let alone bystanders that no other purpose was that of harassment.
“ Yes, I’ve seen them. What of it? ” Concern wouldn’t amount to such little things where as bigger problematic’s arose — the D.U.P, certain individuals and unfortunate events, amongst much else — unless reasons were given to. First impression by only a few seconds gave that impression to the conduit.
Those like herself? Unsure exactly what she meant by that. Her brief display of non-elemental magics was nothing unusual to Aqua, if anything she was curious to learn what kind of magic it was. She could only assume that people here disliked those with such abilities, so much so that they may refer to them in aforementioned derogatory terms. It may explain why they’d been so adamant on harming the young Master when she wished not to fight. However, it seemed at least someone had noticed the Unverse presence, perhaps she’d tried to rid of them herself. Unfortunate that only those that wielded a Keyblade could vanquish them for good.
"I was referring to the small creatures, usually blue with red eyes" though they came in an array of sizes, some even adorning armour. "Why would you think I meant you?" It was wise to learn of the goings on in each world she visited, it made her mission a whole lot easier. It might help to pinpoint the biggest concentration of Unverse, after all they fed off negativity and it seemed there was a lot of that here.
"They might not look dangerous but I can assure you they are, left alone they’ll cause all kinds of problems," and this world probably already had enough difficulties as it was. Yet, in the end whether she got help from the other or not she had to deal with them, it was her duty. Things were just a little more complication with these armed soldiers getting involved.
"The great keyblade master Aqua, a wanted woman? Hardly. You would have to do more then assist me in sneaking into a chamber that I created, to be placed upon the Kings list of potential threats"
His own footsteps were incredibly more silent, lacking the metallic edging to his garments. Golden eyes scanned the walls, taking in each detail out of religious habit, as he braced himself for the room once more. Though, out of habit it simply was, as he had no one left in the realm of darkness to attempt to speak too. Perhaps she would notice that he had used it to converse with the woman while she was trapped. Or, from what she was saying, perhaps she would simply complain consistently about everything he had done up to this point.
"If there is one thing that both Terra and Xehanorts memories agree on, it is your unbelievable inability to not complain. Tell me Aqua, would you have rather entered these halls, completely unaware that it is here where we mass produced heartless for experimentation and been unexpectedly overwhelmed by the scent of darkness? Or would you have rather I given you a heads up, so to speak, and allowed for you to prepare yourself."
The irritation behind his words was unexpected, and almost immediately after he had spoken, the hood found itself being brought up to cover his features once more, shadowing his face from view completely. “If you are so worried, then where we are headed possesses a connection to Castle Oblivion. You can enter through here, and if you wish it, leave me as quickly as you arrived. It is your choice.”
"This is the chamber of repose" he begun, ignoring her question on what was to be returned. After all, it was obvious. And if she did not figure it out, she would shortly. "In the same way our hom- your home. Was reformed, I created this and laid to rest your old possessions here. After a time I begun attempting to converse with you, bridging between the two realms….however I am still unware if I succeeded."
"Yes I do realise that I was only…never mind," the complete lack of seriousness that she’d held evidently went over his head. It was to be expected by now, momentarily forgetting who’s company she was in. Even if this wasn’t a place of his own creation she doubted she’d be on the King’s wanted list, if he even had one, they were friends after all. Brows creased and lips pursed into a discontented pout, that was hardly complaining. Even if it was it was fully justified, she’d spent over a decade in the Dark Realm and was completely oblivious to the goings on outside and all she had right now were his words. And even those couldn’t be fully trusted, so a bit of complaining and desire to understand what was going on was hardly unfair.
"Not complain? I’m sure if you were in my shoes you’d just obediently accept the words of someone created from the memories of your former enemy and not question it at all." Of course he wouldn’t, no sane person would though she couldn’t vouch for his sanity after all she’d been told. What exactly had he expected? He couldn’t keep using Terra’s memories as a valid reason for her to trust or not question what he was doing or where he was taking her. The irritation was unexpected but it didn’t deter her own annoyances, "don’t you think some complaining after all this time is warranted?" Not even attempting to answer his rather rhetorical inquires. There were far more important things at hand and there was little point in squabbling over such things.
Castle Oblivion, so thats what they were calling it now. Briefly she wondered if she could restore her former home back to how it was, one step at a time she supposed. Despite his refusal to answer her questions it was made evident what it was that he wished to return. What exactly would he gain from doing so? Perhaps it was all just a ploy to require her confidence, that was likely it all along. But she intended to leave as he suggested, though waking up Ven would require more than her mere presence.
"You were trying to talk to me?" Truthfully she couldn’t recall hearing a voice and even if she had she wouldn’t have recognised it. "I don’t remember, what were you hoping to achieve by doing so?" Assuming it was the memories of Terra that made him do something so uncharacteristic of someone forged from Xehanort. Pondering what he could possibly speak to her about in the first place.