' l'appel du vide .

     something had happened. gone were they days where she & vanitas awkwardly stumbled over each other, fighting two battles against the same enemy. now, they fought as a TEAM. when one moved back, the other jumped in. blocks were countered, spells were tossed, & they worked together like a WELL OILED MACHINE. but, machines could hiccup. cogs could clash instead of move together, buttons could break, gears could grind to a halt.

     kairi had never understood that more than when she saw vanitas flying across the battlefield, swatted away with such ease that kairi felt her stomach DROP. she only looked away from him to watch void gear skid by her feet, tossed away by the force of the blow.

     she watched in HORROR as the darkside turned it’s attention to vanitas alone, & she knew she only had moments to plan. it only took a moment to realize that void gear never returned to his grip–––– he needed a WEAPON before he could do anything.

     kairi spared a moment to glance down at destiny’s embrace, a silent question of PERMISSION. it’s answer thrummed through her veins.

     ❛ vanitas! ❜ a desperate call to get his attention was all the warning she could give before she took several hurried steps forward, tossing destiny’s embrace with accuracy that she didn’t know she POSSESSED. her own weapon tossed, she took advantage of their enemy’s distracted state to turn & sprint towards void gear, her hand already extended for a quick, easy pickup.

     she just had to hope it would ANSWER HER CALL.

being   unarmed   and   charged   for   wasn’t   exactly   the   easiest   thing   to   deal   with   but   vanitas   believed   he   could   hold   out   fairly   well   either   way ,   he   just   had   to   figure   out   a   way   to   give   himself   a   moments   peace ...     didn’t   have   to ,   it   seemed ,   as   kairi   had   already   hatched   a   plan   of   her   own .

eyes   shift   to   her   and   the   angered   panic   was   visible   on   down  ―  turned   eyebrows .         ❛   what   are   you   doing ? !  ❜          he   snapped ,   eyes   following   kairi’s   rapidly   approaching   keyblade  ───  a   keyblade   bound   by   light ,   intended   for   someone   pure .         ❛   that   won’t   work !  ❜          too   late   now ,   destiny’s   embrace   was   already   well   on   its   way   and   kairi   was   forgoing   his   disapproval   to   instead   sprint   for   void   gear .          damn   it .

vanitas   exhaled   an   irritated   groan   but   reached   out   to   catch   the   blade   in   pale   hands   anyway ───  and   to   his   utter   shock ,   it   stayed .         ❛   what ...  ❜

there   was   no   time   for   a   crisis   over   this  ─── he   could   contemplate   his   existence   and   what   the   fuck   any   of   this   meant   when   he   wasn’t   about   to   get   his   teeth   kicked   in   by   an   oversized   punching   bag .         ❛   goddamn   it  ───  this   better   work ...  ❜          a   keyblade   of   pure   light   in   the   palm   of   something   so   tainted   and   flawed ,   his   usual   mantra   that   came   with   overconfident   fighting   shattered   as   he   had   to   take   a   moment   to   prove   to   himself   this   was   real  ───  a   swing   of   flowery   blade ,   grasping   the   hilt   tightly   as   he   smacked   away   the   fist   reaching   down .

it   worked ...     it   worked ?          how   the   fuck   did   it   work ? !

meanwhile   on   the   other   side   of   the   battlefield ;     answer   kairi’s   call   it   did ,   flickering   out   of   sight   before   the   princess   of   heart   had   even   reached   it  ───  only   to   reappear   in   her   hand   of   its   own   choosing .          just   like   its   master ,   not   satisfied   unless   it   was   the   one   deciding   its   own   fate .

EAGLE.     independent,    caring too much for others,    sharp looks,    walking down the city late at night,    the tallest and more spectacular building,    iron,    being single and okay in a world that tells you that being single is bad

SWIFT.     falling in love quickly and slowly,    traveler,    the infinity of the bluest sky,    storms,    broken smiles,    forgetting people who used to be your beloved ones,    feeling out of place,    mistrusting people,    a fleeting romance.

CROW.     feeling as if you have seen so much and as if you know a lot,    prejudge,    tight hugs that leave you breathless,    a grey sky,    serenity,    intelligence,    being left behind,    chains,    smoke,    the pride of someone wise.

DOVE.     petals,   jealousy,    being tired of living with the same old faces,    whispered secrets,    marble,    sundresses,    white clothes,    the first sunset of winter,    pride in who you are,    learning to get over someone.

SEAGULL.     family,   golden light,    the sea murmuring in your ear,    summer afternoons,    caramel ice cream,    collecting seashells and other things and calling them treasures,    living breezy and carefree,     swimming in the sunlight.

CANARY.     artistic,    getting excited quickly,    dancing and singing while you are alone,    looking at your friends having fun,    no phone,    being afraid of judgment,    spring,    a meaningful gift,    the first ray of sunlight.

it   did   come   as   a   shock ,   entirely   so   ───    a   kiss   was   a   feeling   he’d   only   experienced   since   his   relations   with   kairi   melded   into   something   more ;     one   he   struggled   to   really   recognize   against   so   much   hardened   skin ,   damaged   from   battle   upon   battle ,   scar   upon   scar ,   the   ripping   and   reforming   of   darkness   or   the   seeping   and   oozing   of   unversed ...     his   body   was   a   mess    ───   flesh   and   bone   a   pretty   cover   up   keeping   the   truth   of   his   being   barely   locked   in .

but ...     the   constant   use   of   a   helmet   for   so   long   meant   his   neck   and   higher   experienced   considerably   less   trauma   compared   to   the   rest ,   no   visible   scars ...     and   a   lot   of   sensitivity .          sensitivity   he   typically   forgot   about   until   something   triggered   it .

❛   ...   ❜          staring   at   kairi   with   a   surprised ,   kind   of   dumbfounded   expression   as   he   processed   the   action ;     he   eventually   gave   a   slow   and   subtle   nod .           ❛   y ...     yeah ,   i   did .   ❜

he   can   see   the   excitement   in   her   eyes   ───   she’s   worse   at   hiding   it   than   she   thinks ,   and   vanitas   realized   he   should   probably   expand   upon   why   if   only   just   a   little .          a   bit   of   an   awkward   sigh   and   vanitas   was   glancing   elsewhere .          ❛   i’ve   worn   a   helmet   most   of   my   existence ,   probably   saw   me   in   it   back   when   we   first   encountered   each   other   back   at   the   graveyard ,   you   remember ?   ❜          how   thoughtful ,   his   past   master   was   kind   enough   not   to   inflict   any   brain   damage   on   him   at   least .          ❛   guess ...     i   forgot   how   much   feeling   i   still   have   around   there .          but   yes ,   i   could   feel   it ;     was ...     kind   of   strange .   ❜

he’s   looking   at   her   again ,   an   interest   he   can’t   seem   to   shake   stuck   in   those   amber   eyes .

i’ve decided to go ahead and make this an official verse! so far this’ll be a test to see how i like it and if my mutuals and rp partners enjoy it as well! below is a big ol’ dump of info for anyone interested or just curious as to how i’ve managed to rationalize this one angery boy being the master of masters himself.