Green. I... I need to speak to you if possible.

*He seems nervous for some reason.*

Future @the-gardener-patron-of-fate

*Green stands in the orchard, this piece is Emotions. He works on cutting back bad branches. He turns, setting down the loppers.*

Blackthorne? Is someone hurt?

*He's worried now, you never seem nervous. Ever. So what is happening?*

"Twig..? Are you here?"

@child-of-fae-born-of-remnant

Twig was sitting at the table in the middle of the hut, working on the pen she was planning to build when she heard the knock and cold air. She shivers a little, a bit confused as the hut can usually hold heat — a lot of heat. She also...doesn't recognize that voice.

She slips off her stool, heading over to the door and opening it. She gasps softly upon seeing you before hiding behind the door a little.

"Wh-Who are...you? H-How...do you...know that...name?" She asks, though it's slow, unsure of her words.

*There’s a Heartless sitting on his shoulder. It climbs to his head.

*His hair is styled like Ven’s, though it looks like a mix of blond and brown. Some patches are blonder, some are browner. His skin is tanned like Sora’s, and while his outfit isn’t that similar to Ven or Sora, it’s almost the exact same color scheme as Ven’s.

*He’s missing a finger — his right index — and has scars across the bare skin Sky can see. He grabs the Heartless off his head, holding it against his chest, pointing to himself with one hand.

Roxas.

*His voice is almost exactly the same as Sora’s, too.

@keyblade-wielder-sora

*When you find me you see me leaning against a tree, I look. Pale, too pale to be healthy. By breathing is shallow.*

Hi...

*At the sight of the heartless, I try to raise my arm and manage to summon the ghost of my keyblade. Before it clatters out of my hand.*

Your shoulder... on... your shoulder.

*I try to focus on you,

(You could approach him if you wanted. He probably wouldn’t notice you if you didn’t.)

-@greatseashero-lu (//We forgot to send this yesterday. Our bad.)

*He had been having fun! Well, he had been very stressed out for his friend, but! it's been nice! having a friend like this! since they got out of that dungeon they decided to just chill together*

*He sees you from a distance*

hey! that's the one i once talked you about! the one that could and hear me!

*He looked up from his sword, it was getting a little damaged and was trying to keep it from breaking*

huh? do you want to go with them?

yeah! i want you two to meet!

*He got up and walked towards you, letting the other go first*

@heroineofthewild

*Blade hums in concern, moving to help with the sword*

"Okay. So...This place is- it'll mess with you. It messes with your memories, and confuses you. I know all the shortcuts, but don't be afraid if you find some of your memories mixed up."

*He hasn't moved. He's removes his coat, sure, but his feet haven't moved.

*He doesn't want to go inside.

*You can feel something from the tall white building. It reminds you of Ven, but you have no idea where it's coming from. It's almost like he lived here.

@keyblade-wielder-sora

*I watch the building intently as I roll my shoulders. Removing the coat and looking up.*

Ive never traveled like that before. That is an impressive magic.

Interesting. Perhaps I will learn something or two while we are here.

*I watch you.*

I can... feel the Ghost of Ventus here. An imprint perhaps. Did this use to be his home perhaps?

*Now, Birdie stares at the minecart tracks, before turning to Twig.

...So, do you think you'll be able to handle that? Or is it too high?

*In all honesty, he's a bit nervous about it himself. He doesn.t know if he'll be able to handle it well or not.

*... As much as fae loved Green, he's here mainly for someone else*

*He goes to the window of Lettie's room, looking around to see if she was there and knocking before anything*

Lettie? Little flame are you there?

- Future @evilfairyrulie

*Lettie isn't in her room, her magic leads to the mini-lake in the backyard.*

*Green's magic greets you and you pass several versions of him but he just watches you go. He's too numb to even try to ask to see you. Frankly he's also in concerning shape but he is busy with the other kids.*

*You find Lettie in the water angrily eating fish while in siren form.*

*Alfie is there too, not talking but a simple presence.*

He fucking hates me! And papa doesn't care either! Papa is busy not being on our side again!

Papa is actively trying to not rip apart reality and Sky doesn't hate you.

He yelled at me! He never yells at me!

I know.

*Lettie's eyes snap over to see Puck, and something in her losens.*

*Alfie turns, nodding to you.*

Puck?