shine down. (ap)

{ ☽ } Golden eyes flickered open, and blinked. Then blinked again, blurry vision clearing.

He... He wasn't dead.

By all means, he should have faded when the Keyblade bearer landed that final attack. He'd felt the impact and yet... He was still alive. He felt exhausted and pain was radiating through him, so fading might still be in his future but... He had a chance to make it out of this alive. He was almost immediately wide awake however, when he noted he was seeing clear blue skies above him and not the darkened ones of the World That Never Was.

With a wince, he slowly sat up. With a glance around, it didn't take him long to realize that not only was he not in his own world anymore, but he wasn't in his own time either.

He was in Radiant Garden.... his old home.

Not somewhere in particular he'd planned on setting foot in again either, but he was here and he was alive. He supposed he should be grateful. At least he still had a chance to save his friend and get their hearts back. Where one could start, he wasn't sure... but if he didn't want to stand out, discarding the Organization cloak was probably a wise choice. It wouldn't take long for word to spread of a suspicious stranger dressed in black.

Axel: Hanging around with friends is fun. I'd forgotten all that since becoming a Nobody, I guess.

Roxas: So how are they different? Axel: I don't know. I couldn't tell ya because I don't have any best friends.

Send “I’ve got you” to help my muse wash off blood from their body. ( Accepting )

{ ☽ } Isa was rarely seen at the Mysterious Tower which he now resided. If he wasn’t there, he was often doing missions for Yen Sid or whatever he could to help the Lights, in an attempt to redeem himself. Facing the others wasn’t exactly something he’d done quite yet… he just needed to gather up a bit of courage.

That day, he’d been given another mission by Yen Sid, but unfortunately it hadn’t gone quite as well as previous ones had. He’d come back covered in blood and a bit of a nasty wound. There had been more Heartless than usual in the town, and as a result he’d gotten beat up quite a bit. He’d ended up going Berserk, and returned to the tower looking absolutely exhausted and in pain.

Luckily for him, Lea had been there to help. They’d moved to his room and then the restroom, and he’d shrugged off the Organization coat, something he hadn’t quite parted with yet, revealing bloody clothes underneath. He was quiet and averted his gaze while lifting up his shirt so the other could help him wash the blood off. He wouldn’t meet the others gaze directly. There were other scars everywhere, all healed of course, from past missions and such as well.

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“I see..” Aster nodded solemnly, understanding Isa’s predicament. After all he had been through, being fused with Xehanort’s heart, she couldn’t blame him for wanting space to properly heal. However, it made her all the more desperate to try and help him.

Silence passed between the both of them in contemplation, until Aster’s eyes suddenly lit up at the thought of an idea.

“Would you like to stay with me for the time being? That is, until you’re ready to face the others. My place isn’t far from here and its secluded, too. I can help you until you’re ready to go back.”

Those last words sounded more like a question than a proposal, but she couldn’t just leave him here. She finally found him after all this time and by god, she would do anything to not lose him again.

{ ☽ } A moment of silence had passed on his end, and it looked like he might protest the offer. He thought he hadn't been ready to see anyone, not even Lea, but around Aster it seemed like he was already relaxing somewhat. And staying with her, well...

He wouldn't be completely alone anymore.

He shifted his gaze back up toward the bright moon, the shine reflecting in those now bright green hues. There were still some grey strands in his hair, but those would fade with time. The scar he knew would be forever, but the evidence that Xehanort had ever been there was fading, just slowly.

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Lea. Yes, that made sense. Still though, the memory of Lea was strong enough to fight off Xehanort’s control? Vanitas supposed that his bond with Lea was fairly strong and honestly, no one would forget the redhead considering he kept repeating that silly catchphrase. What was it? Oh yeah, “got it memorized”. Where the hell had the redheaded young man even come up with that phrase? Maybe Isa knew.

“Yeah, can’t exactly forget about Lea.” Vanitas chuckled with a light hearted smile. “The guy is a little crazy sometimes and he always says “got it memorized”. It’s kind fucking weird…do you know why he keeps saying that?”

Vanitas nods slowly after Isa tells him that he was going to head off to another World in the morning. The boy then reaches over and takes his hand. “Alright, are you tired…? I can take the first watch if you want.”

{ ☽ } There was almost immediate fondness in his voice as they talked about the redhead. His gaze drifted back up towards the moon then, an almost faraway look in his once more green eyes. "He's been saying it since I met him. He says he wants everyone to remember him, so I think that has something to do with it. He just... doesn't want to be forgotten." And like Isa had... assured him? He certainly never had.