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empatheias2018-03-10 07:05 pm
shadowedheart) wrote in empatheias2018-03-10 07:05 pm
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Who: Riku and others
Where: Around Verens
When: Middle of the month
Format: [ like this ]
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Summary: Just a gloomy gus needing some fresh air. Closed prompts will be top-leveled, open prompts free to anyone.
( TREE OF MEMORIES )
[ This place isn't anywhere that Riku has been before, though he's heard of it, somewhat. It's basically a tree that holds petals of memories from all those who come near it... or who inhabit the island... one of the two? Maybe both? Regardless, he's here, feeling the need to just get out and away from everything and everyone and he's made sure to keep himself relatively bundled up lest he end up sick again.
When a breeze gently drifts by, crisp and cool and allowing strands of silver to blow around his face, Riku catches sight of a drifting petal that falls from the tree and, perhaps without even realizing so, he holds his hand out and allows the petal to land in his palm.
The memory that it contains is one that seems almost ironic considering current circumstances of people within his life. It's distorted, perhaps a bit scratchy in a way, but it shows a sleeping Sora encased in what looks like a bubble. Standing outside that bubble and staring to the sleeping Sora is Riku, dressed in black and donning the blindfold much as he still does within this world. Off to the side, Naminé is there, sitting at a long table and seemingly sketching in a book, though she doesn't seem to address Riku within the memory. Gently, he reaches out with a gloved hand and presses it to the front of the bubble and the strongest emotion that can be felt even with watching this memory unfold... is grief.
It figures this memory would show itself now of all times and, to be honest, he almost finds it funny, as if a silent punishment personally dished out for him. Well-played, Tree of Memories.
Riku, of course, tries to brush off the memory and any feelings that might be attached to it. Though one can't exactly deny that the air around him seems a lot more chillier than anywhere else near the tree. ]
( IT'S RAINING, IT'S POURING )
[ What had started out as something that should have taken maybe ten minutes at most has turned into a good thirty minutes standing outside the tea shop in the pouring rain.
The weather hasn't been the greatest as of late and yet Riku thought he could pick up this box of tea for Cloud and be out of here before it started to come down like it is now. How wrong he apparently was. Thankfully, he's standing under the awning of the shop, arms crossed, blindfold on, finger tapping against the box of tea he holds. The rain doesn't seem to be letting up anytime soon and the shop has closed, leaving Riku out here in the damp without an umbrella. He sighs, head lolling to the side as he shifts his weight to one leg, contemplating the thought of just sucking it up and walking back to Cloud's in this weather. ]
It's never going to stop...
[ Maybe you're stuck under here with him. Maybe you're passing by. Maybe you have an umbrella to lend to him. Or maybe you're out enjoying the rain. Whatever the case, Riku's not looking too happy... and the frost that's come to coat the tips of his shoes is a little bit of a hint to that. ]
Where: Around Verens
When: Middle of the month
Format: [ like this ]
open-ish
Summary: Just a gloomy gus needing some fresh air. Closed prompts will be top-leveled, open prompts free to anyone.
( TREE OF MEMORIES )
[ This place isn't anywhere that Riku has been before, though he's heard of it, somewhat. It's basically a tree that holds petals of memories from all those who come near it... or who inhabit the island... one of the two? Maybe both? Regardless, he's here, feeling the need to just get out and away from everything and everyone and he's made sure to keep himself relatively bundled up lest he end up sick again.
When a breeze gently drifts by, crisp and cool and allowing strands of silver to blow around his face, Riku catches sight of a drifting petal that falls from the tree and, perhaps without even realizing so, he holds his hand out and allows the petal to land in his palm.
The memory that it contains is one that seems almost ironic considering current circumstances of people within his life. It's distorted, perhaps a bit scratchy in a way, but it shows a sleeping Sora encased in what looks like a bubble. Standing outside that bubble and staring to the sleeping Sora is Riku, dressed in black and donning the blindfold much as he still does within this world. Off to the side, Naminé is there, sitting at a long table and seemingly sketching in a book, though she doesn't seem to address Riku within the memory. Gently, he reaches out with a gloved hand and presses it to the front of the bubble and the strongest emotion that can be felt even with watching this memory unfold... is grief.
It figures this memory would show itself now of all times and, to be honest, he almost finds it funny, as if a silent punishment personally dished out for him. Well-played, Tree of Memories.
Riku, of course, tries to brush off the memory and any feelings that might be attached to it. Though one can't exactly deny that the air around him seems a lot more chillier than anywhere else near the tree. ]
( IT'S RAINING, IT'S POURING )
[ What had started out as something that should have taken maybe ten minutes at most has turned into a good thirty minutes standing outside the tea shop in the pouring rain.
The weather hasn't been the greatest as of late and yet Riku thought he could pick up this box of tea for Cloud and be out of here before it started to come down like it is now. How wrong he apparently was. Thankfully, he's standing under the awning of the shop, arms crossed, blindfold on, finger tapping against the box of tea he holds. The rain doesn't seem to be letting up anytime soon and the shop has closed, leaving Riku out here in the damp without an umbrella. He sighs, head lolling to the side as he shifts his weight to one leg, contemplating the thought of just sucking it up and walking back to Cloud's in this weather. ]
It's never going to stop...
[ Maybe you're stuck under here with him. Maybe you're passing by. Maybe you have an umbrella to lend to him. Or maybe you're out enjoying the rain. Whatever the case, Riku's not looking too happy... and the frost that's come to coat the tips of his shoes is a little bit of a hint to that. ]
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Then... the answer isn't to avoid me or tell me to avoid you. You need to ask for forgiveness. You did the bad thing, you don't get to make it easy on yourself by avoiding the matter as if it didn't happen.
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I know that it happened. I carry that guilt with me everyday, Alice. I don't deserve your forgiveness.
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I'd never know you carried an ounce of guilt on the matter, your way to show guilt is to be rude to me? No. Your way isn't guilt, it's merely running away, out of sight, out of mind as it were.
You aren't guilty at all. If you were, you would try and make amends, not run away and say "oh well, nothing can be done."
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That's why I'm the biggest nobody of them all, Alice. So go home.
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I won't. You don't deserve that when you can't even say so much as sorry. Why should I take any pity on you at the moment? You'll just have to suffer with me at your side.
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I'm faster than you. You won't be by my side for much longer if you don't go home.
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You're faster than me, you're stronger than me, and you can hurt me quite easily... and it seems you will very much take advantage of all that someday.
And you've not an ounce of decency within you to care about the person you hurt, only how it hurts you, sir.
[She walked away from him, still leaving him with the umbrella.]
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When she walks away again, he stands there with the umbrella in hand and stares to her for a long moment before he reaches out with his hand and taps into that darkness within him.
Doing so, a swirl of dark energy comes to hover above Alice, Riku casting a dark shield to protect her from the rain since she's being so stubborn about taking this umbrella. ]
Maybe I don't want your forgiveness, Alice.
[ Just hate him and leave, Alice. ]
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It was solid!
She looked back over to him. What was with this strange man? He didn't want her forgiveness, he wanted her to walk away. He didn't want anything to do with her yet he made sure of her safety.]
Then why do you do everything you can to protect me, sir?
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Sora would more than likely claim it's because he cares. Despite his flaws, despite his mistakes and the countless wrongdoings he can count on both hands, that he cares for others and looks out for them in his own way.
But, Sora isn't here and so Riku only stands there in silence before he allows himself to glance away. ]
You have people who care for you and would hate to see anything happen to you. Don't you agree?
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Don't think too much about it. Just consider it a kind gesture.
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No, sir, I'm afraid I'll be thinking quite a bit on it as we walk you home.