#so new thread

ladyem-s-grimoire

" Do I look like I'm dead ? " She asked after a short pause as she pinched her own cheeks. " Maybe a little cold and pale but not dead "

" What kind of game do you propose?...stranger that didn't even introduce themselves and called me hag and dead" Added the lady, the mischievous spark in his words was something that should not be ignored.

“Yeah, you’re pretty alive.” He paused, until his eyes widen. He’s disgruntled, surprised, something between pissed and offended, most likely both.

“You don’t remember me?! You’re so senile!”, the name’s Judar, and your darkness has guided me here. Or. Something like that.”

ventus-ven-for-short Ven jumped a little at the light touch to his shoulder, but he froze when Riku spoke again. This was exactly what he had needed right now. Usually it would be either Terra or Aqua who would soothe him, but Riku was already working on that. After all, he’d been through the exact same thing Ven had gone through. As much as he wanted to say something, his throat wouldn’t let him. All he could do was let out a choked out sob and threw himself into Riku’s arms.

The keyblade master was taken aback by the sudden motion from the blonde, his teal eyes going wide. Yet as Ventus sobbed into him, the shock faded and the concern took over. He didn't know Ventus very well, but they had a shared enemy, and a shared fear it seemed like. The nightmare, Riku knew exactly what the youth was talking about, endless fighting against a foe that knew their every move. Xehanort felt eternal, an impossible foe, and it transferred from their waking hours to their restful moments.