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Terra ([personal profile] quakega) wrote in [community profile] star_kingdom2011-06-14 01:25 am

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 [Well. Doesn't Terra look panicked?] Aqua! Ven's run off--he said he was going to go apologize to Master! 

[Wait, what? Why would that cause panic?] I still haven't told him about what Xehanort did! He doesn't know that the Master is--

[A chocked, held-back sob. ... Houston, we have a problem.] I'm going after him. I have to find him and tell him what happened!

Aqua--if he gets back before I do, can you... try to keep him there? He has to learn what happened, and... we both need to be there for him when he does. 

[Feed cuts off there.]

 

[For anyone that is happens to be in the First District of Traverse Town, they'll be treated to the sight of Terra running down the stairs in front of the Item Shop, his right hand coming up and pressing what looks like a button on that armor piece on his left arm as he goes. There's a flash of light, and then he's clad in head-to-toe red, black and gold armor. Another flash of light materializes into Terra's Keyblade, which is tossed into the air at a much faster speed than one would think possible for a weapon of that size and design, only to disappear in another small flash of light up in the sky. Taking it's place is what looks like some kind of hover-bike, the colors reminiscent of the weapon Terra had thrown up not moments before. A quick jump, and the armored Terra lands on the seat of the odd form of transportation, before sharply pulling up and zooming up into the sky, where a portal made of Light and pulsing with power has opened up.

Not even a minute, and Terra has left Traverse Town, the portal he entered closing behind him.]

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[identity profile] keystorm.livejournal.com 2011-06-14 07:26 am (UTC)(link)
[There's a profoundly empty, passionless gaze directed down at her communicator as she listens to Terra's transmission.

From her private refuge of the Third District clock tower, however, that unchanging stare is lifted just in time to behold a devastatingly familiar phenomenon...

It's been over a decade, but she recognizes the feeling of her livelihood -- her joy, the temporary sanctuary of peace slipping effortlessly out of her fingers and shooting off into the night sky.

But that happiness has always an illusion. Hasn't it?

There's no way to go after either of her friends. And even if there was, there isn't a thing that she can do to stop them.
So... she lets them go.
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[identity profile] keystorm.livejournal.com 2011-06-14 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
[In the loop of her sash, a star-shaped charm is clutched. Her magic hasn't reunited them to live in bliss. It's bound them together in a cycle of heartache.

And... it's her fault.
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I'm sorry, Terra.

[But she isn't going to be here when you come back.]
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[identity profile] abracadabrapon.livejournal.com 2011-06-15 09:00 pm (UTC)(link)
[But she watches. Xehanort...the Master...more names which come onto the edge of her mind, its meaning just enough out of her reach.

She mentally files this information away. Perhaps this was a job for Sailor Pluto. But, it could also be something not for her eyes or ears. So..she had to think on it first.]