@isledawn.
travelling inside of a gummiship is... an odd experience. it’s his first time in one, and it feels extraordinarily childish. staring out a window that appears to be framed with the equivalent of building blocks, isa watches the stars swirl in the vast, vast distance, and the smaller, younger, oldest part of him wants to reach out and touch them. but he doesn’t, because he doesn’t have the time to be enamoured with the cosmos that he so adores while riku yanks the ship around to avoid incoming heartless. a ghoul bounces off the windshield, and isa contains his sigh.
this trip will be good, no matter how many pieces he’s in by the time they get there. ( that’s what he tells himself. ) his commentary lacks its traditional venom, replaced with something toes the line more towards being a smartass than a jackass. he could just hold his tongue. but he won’t.
❝ ---do all keyblade wielders fly these things like this? or is it only you that struggles to stay in a straight line? ❞
