#erodedlight

AT FIRST HE THINKS the indoor lighting is playing tricks on him, twinkling in odd areas, flickering in and out as if it were a flame under threat of being extinguished by the gust of air that was his existence. he is bewildered by it, the illusion of something there and not, something translucent like a ghost that vanishes only to SHINE moments later. the sun dipping between clouds in rapid succession. dark brows draw closer, pinching where his mind nearly breaks under pressure to solve this mystery. what is happening between them ?? in his confusion, the man approaches quickly and arthur has no time to react. a hand outstretches before him - he is unsure why he is being pursued but he needs to CREATE DISTANCE or else he will quickly get overwhelmed by his own senses.

the now-older nearly-a-man keyblade wielder grins as he approaches the ever brooding heartless and unversed based life form he had grown to call his friend. in the boy’s hands is a pair of black and deep gray gift boxes, neatly wrapped with a black bow.

“Here! Merry Christmas!”

he shoves the boxes into the older’s hands, knowing he would reject them otherwise. inside the decorated black box is a pair of gray and white detailed metal bracers that look well polished and well tailored for vanitas himself; they even have his name engraved on them! inside the simple gray box is a friendship bracelet that says “SELF CARE” with block letters in white and black text with the beads being a mix of purple, green, black and white… but the gray box also has a small portrait pocket that holds a picture of lex and vanitas after a sparring match some months back— one is smiling and one is not. the other side of the locket says “for my friend who deserves the world.”

                  "YOU CANNOT BE SERIOUS-" painted lips curled into a deep set frown, flickering her attention to companion ( for lack of a better term presently ). cleo's arms laced around each other, trying to gauge what the intention had even been - all she knew now was that one of her FAVORITE bags was completely and utterly ruined. nevermind the contents inside were now spilled across the surroundings.

         the mummy princess was certainly not about to bend over and start picking up her own things. at least not yet. focus was presently being geared into her frustration, though it took a great deal of internal tempering to keep from b u r s t i n g. instead a rather calm but warning-tinted, "do you even know how much that ghoulbana bag cost?"

                    ...it really didn't matter. her father could buy her twenty identical ones in a matter of moments.

      "what were you even actually trying to accomplish?"

“You’re a very pretty young lady, you know that? It brings the question to mind of why you're out here alone… don’t you know there’s Heartless around?” says the man who is actively carrying a docile one wearing a purple jacket in one arm.

"You mean like the one you got right there?" She had a knack for pointing out the obvious-- even more so since she'd grown accustomed to life in Radiant Garden. The Restoration Committee had taken her in-- and she'd been running errands for Merlin for some time.

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We unfortunately haven't had the chance to write much, but I think your concepts are pretty interesting! Truthfully, I played through Kingdom Hearts with Benji, and I experienced it. I can't say I understand any of it, but here we are! You're usually always really flexible though and that's a strength in and of itself! I've known a few oc's who are so rigid about lore that it makes them hard to be adaptability. Adaptability is actually a good thing, imho.

She was known for her archery, bravery, and swordsmanship around the kingdom, but pretty wasn't a word people often used to describe her. Wild was the one she heard most often. She decided not to comment on his first statement, but rather focus on the latter. "Aye, Merida of DunBroch. Can I help ya with something? You lost? I dun believe I've seen ya around."

another long day of work ended with their ice cream.. and then it was time for exploring another world again! somewhere far from their familiar worlds, they'd arrived- and just about run right into someone the moment they stepped out onto a street.