#pretiumvitae

Breathing out a small sigh, Rei pulled a leg up to press his forehead to his knee. For all his discomfort around the fire wielder, he bore no ill will towards him...At the moment though, Lea was...Well Lea was all he had. 

“How do you handle, everything that happened before?” His voice sounds weak, almost making him truly sound like a frightened child. There are some nights where all he could think about was the entirety of his life in Castle Oblivion. Other times where he just felt guilt for all the times he attacked Sora.

@pretiumvitae

The only answer for a moment is a small hum as Roxas makes his way to grab a few towels -translation grab his only two towels-, followed by a rough shake of his head to dislodge as much of the water weighing down as possible. “You’re probably right...Damn. Well at least we’ve got a storm.” Despite the steam rising from the Flurry, the Nobody chucked one of the pieces of thin, absorbent cloth at him. 

▹ ☆  Zack ☆ ◃

My muse has just been slapped across the face in front of yours…                                                                 how does your muse react?

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By the time that Joshua had grabbed hold of his attacker, it was already too late. There was no real pain associated with the slap, after all, the poor raven haired boy had been hit harder prior to this point. No, there was no real pain. Rather, it was the act of someone else’s hand slammed against his own body that triggered him severely. Someone hitting him. His throat immediately began to close up.

Vanitas doesn’t even remember collapsing to the ground, the world just seemed to be falling all around him. He tries to cry out to Joshua when he notices the attacker bolting out of there, but his cry turns into wheezes. Soon enough, he loses sight of Joshua, instead, finding himself back in the Keyblade Graveyard once again.