#stormingginger

"You have got to be fucking kidding me. What do you mean Aqua vanished? Our world's Aqua--she's got a Keyblade. Don't they track that or something? How does a Keyblade Master just--disappear?"

Seraph was crouched, his hand surrounded in a faint green glow. Seeing the wound on their head, he was busy mending it before they woke up. Seraph's taken a few knocks on the head himself, or more often than not, getting flung into things. Though usually he can rebound fast enough to use the momentum to carry him back towards his opponent.

"Do you know where you are?"

If Shadow wasn't such an intimidating force, the scene that was just taking place would've been somewhat comical. And maybe it still was, as the alien glowered at a hissing stray cat that attempted to swat at his legs. Eyes glowing, and snout wrinkling as his fangs were bared, the alien let rip one of the oddest, and possibly eerie sounds a human could ever hear. A growl that sounded more like the rumbling engine of a motorcycle than anything that most animals actually produced. It was so loud, the sound practically bounced through the alley, and scared the ever-living-shit out of the cat as it jumped nearly five feet and ran.

As he watched the feline flee, his growling died down. Giving an aggravated sort of chuff as he turned to walk away, only to see there was a witness.

It had been quite a while since Viola had left Veloria; she used to be a frequent traveler, but, well, things happen. When she heard Radiant Garden was being restored, though, she decided to put aside the time to visit.

And although the town itself was safe, as soon as she'd stepped out of bounds, the Heartless had appeared.

Wherever Sora was running to, it wasn't known. He just was in a hurry to get somewhere. So much so, he didn't even see the person that emerged in front of him, and by the time he did, he found himself running into them, then tumbling face first into concrete...

((Making me wanna hop on Gwyn and Celegorm and get them both kicking again. Agh.))

They were finally doing it. Finally. Finally.

Vani had proposed ages ago. Rainy had said yes. Engagement ear-cuffs commissioned, picked up, worn--check. But it had been years, and no wedding planning had gotten done, thanks to Life (tm) and Canon Events (tm) getting in the fucking way.

But now? Now, Vani and Rainy were finally visiting their first prospective wedding venue together.

Van threw his beloved black Jeep into park and killed the engine. He turned to Rainy with the light that hid deep in his golden eyes brighter than usual. Excited? You bet. Anxious? Like you wouldn't believe.

"You ready for this, babe? Here's hoping they don't run us off the property for bein' too weird, huh? I mean--they shouldn't--our money's good, but--"