http://onabluemoon.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] onabluemoon.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] paixaorpg2011-09-07 11:21 pm
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Time Cuts Cruelest of All [active]

Character(s): Saïx and Ven
Content: A chance meeting
Setting: Out in the streets of the city
Time: Early Evening
Warnings: None (yet)

It should, Saïx had decided, be somewhat less of a requirement for the currently named Lord of the Castle to have to walk among the streets of the city. Of course, he would hardly mention this to Xemnas (one of the reasons he was out in the streets) and he did still have a wayward assassin that would need to be dealt with, but the more common folk of the city? He could hardly care less about them, and it was irritating to nearly the point of being infuriating to have to leave aside his usual cloak on account of what those same, inconsequential, people thought of those who wore it.

For now though, he was willing enough to bend to the whims of the people. Not willing, and the expression on his face was a good deal less then pleased, but he was wearing ordinary clothes. Not surprisingly, both his shirt and pants were blue. After all, he might at least go with the general theme. But that was all that he was willing to do. Xemnas' orders could force him out of his coat. They could not, however, actually force him to pay attention to people and thus, he wasn't.

[identity profile] needsadult.livejournal.com 2011-09-09 04:52 pm (UTC)(link)
Ventus had found himself making a habit out of wandering the streets once or twice a day, often both walking familiar pathways and discovering new ones as he went. There was a lot to see, and Ven couldn't help but be curious.

Besides, he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. He might as well get to know the place, right?

Unlike Saix, Ventus took in everything he saw like a sponge; he looked in the buildings and around the streets, and noticed the people around him. A lot of the time, he even found someone to talk to. Usually, though, he didn't see a lot of familiar faces.

Today was an exception.

The flash of blue in the corner of his eye made him turn and, though he was surprised, he recognized it almost instantly. Without stopping to take in more detail, Ven spoke up, trying to get his attention.

"Isa?" he asked, not yet noticing the obvious differences.

[identity profile] needsadult.livejournal.com 2011-09-14 03:33 am (UTC)(link)
A mild surprise was reflected in the boy's features when the older man turned around. Though he had thought too quickly to notice the differences from the back, looking at his face made the distinctions painfully clear. It wasn't just that blue-haired man looked older then the boy he had met in Radiant Garden - after all, there were a lot of people from different times in this world. It was the features that gave Ventus pause.

The scar, the yellow eyes...that look on his face. Isa hadn't smiled a lot, sure, but something in this man's expression seemed much darker. But they still looked similar. Isa could easily have been his brother.

But he had probably just made a mistake.

"Oh, I see." Ven said, a small note of disappointment in his voice. It would've been nice to reunite with someone else that he knew. "Sorry. You just look a lot like a friend of mine."

[identity profile] needsadult.livejournal.com 2011-09-18 06:36 am (UTC)(link)
"Right." Ven replied, trying to keep his tone neutral - not something that he could do well at all. "He's not supposed to be here anyway."

Of course, there were a lot of people who shouldn't have been in this world. But it was probably better that as many people avoided this place as possible. It was dangerous, and he had to think about what would be safest for everyone. That was his job, right?

But try as he might, Ven couldn't shake the feeling that something about this man was familiar. Somehow, he really did remind him of Isa. Could that really just be a coincidence?

No harm in asking, right?

"Are you sure you don't at least know a guy named Isa?" he asked. "You both look kinda alike."

There was more to it then how he looked, but Ven couldn't quite put his finger on what that was, much less describe it.

[identity profile] needsadult.livejournal.com 2011-09-27 10:44 pm (UTC)(link)
"He no longer...?"

Ven takes a step back at those words, his sudden confusion evident in his expression. Had Saix not said any more - had he just brushed the boy off, or given him a more neutral reply, Ventus might have just left; left without suspecting anything amiss at all.

But instead he kept his expression fixed on the man, and raised his voice ever so slightly. Who was this man...and what had he done with his friend?

"What are you trying to say?"

[identity profile] needsadult.livejournal.com 2011-09-30 02:12 am (UTC)(link)
Dead?

For a moment, Ventus remains silent, trying to process those words. Dead, dead...no way. He couldn't actually mean that! He was just exaggerating, or trying to trick him, or something. Isa was just a normal kid! Why would anyone want to hurt him?

This man knew something, and he had to find out what that was.

"What are you talking about?" he asked. His tone was demanding, but unsteady. "What happened to him?"

[identity profile] needsadult.livejournal.com 2011-10-01 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
It didn't matter that Ventus hadn't known Isa for very long - he was still a friend, and he couldn't just stay quiet and listen to someone talk about hurting one his friends. Isa hadn't done anything to deserve that. If he was in danger, or if something had happened to him...

...well, Ven couldn't do anything about it. He was stuck in Paixao.

But he wasn't going to give up until he knew anyway.

"I'm not here to fight! I just want to know what you're talking about." This guy had started this whole mess - he had to have answers!

[identity profile] needsadult.livejournal.com 2011-10-10 01:31 am (UTC)(link)
Was this guy just playing games? Ven couldn't be sure. Either this whole mess really was just a trick, or the man was withholding information just because he could. There was no way to tell! There was a small part of him that thought he should just walk away...but he couldn't.

He just wanted a real answer. That was all. He wanted to be a hero, a Keyblade Master - not someone who just forgot about the people that he met on his journeys.

Finding out what this man knew was worth a lot.

"I just want to know."

The determination and sincerity in those words was answer enough - it did matter, and he wasn't giving up.

[identity profile] windybonds.livejournal.com 2011-11-01 01:48 am (UTC)(link)
Ven had just about had it with this guy. What kind of answer was he looking for? He didn't have the slightest clue. For a moment he was silent, his gaze was locked on the man who so eerily resembled the boy he claimed was dead. It couldn't be that simple, he thought.

So what did he have to do to find out? What did the man want?

"I'm not leaving until you tell me more." That was the honest truth, and he could take that however he wanted.

[identity profile] windybonds.livejournal.com 2011-11-21 03:19 am (UTC)(link)
At first, Ventus didn't say anything...but, despite the silence, the shock on his face said plenty. Radiant Garden had been destroyed?

He couldn't quite believe it. In fact, part of him wanted to think that the man was lying. That something like that would be impossible. But...what if it wasn't?

That only left questions. Who would do something like that? How? Why?

"...when? How? Last time I saw it, everything..."

Everything had been just fine, no more then a few weeks ago. If something had happened to it - even if it was in the future (because Sora was from the future, right? So maybe this guy was, too.)...what could that mean?

[identity profile] windybonds.livejournal.com 2011-12-04 06:48 am (UTC)(link)
More and more questions ran though the boy's mind, faster then he could even begin to consider answers. Those words bounced around in his head, and the only thing he could think was that they couldn't possibly be true. Master Eraqus may not have wanted him to leave, but he had taught Ventus plenty about how a wielder of the Keyblade should act in other worlds.

Protect the world order. Don't involve yourself unless it was for the sake of all worlds. He and his friends had all followed those rules...hadn't they?

"That's not possible. It can't be." Still, the words were spoken with less conviction then his arguments before. He couldn't help but think that, maybe, even if it wasn't their fault...what if it was something they had brought with them? Something that was following them.

Wait...maybe that really was it.

And Ventus could only think of one thing that might be.

Perhaps to Saix's disappointment, some of the shock began to fade from his expression. Suddenly, the boy was just a little more focused, a little more serious.

"Did what happened to the city have anything to do with the Unversed? Or a guy in a mask?" he asked, desperately hoping for a straight answer.

[identity profile] windybonds.livejournal.com 2011-12-21 04:25 am (UTC)(link)
So much for that hope.

But Ventus couldn't give up now. If the Unversed really had gotten a chance to do so much damage - to destroy a world outright - and if Vanitas had something to do with it, then it was more important than ever that they fix this mess. Somehow, they had to do something about the threat before it got any worse. Knowing could make a huge difference.

"I have to know. It's important!" Again, the shock was absent from his tone, and he didn't quite sound desperate anymore, either. He was just determined. There wasn't any time for what-ifs or messing around.
windybonds: ({So very unsure})

[personal profile] windybonds 2012-01-11 07:59 am (UTC)(link)
If only Ventus knew how true that was, in so many ways - no matter how much he knew about the events in his own future, or in the future of the worlds, there was very little he could do to change their fate. If only he knew how much was beyond his grasp.

...but in truth, if he knew, it would have made no difference in how much he wanted to try. How much he wanted to keep his friends safe, and keep the worlds as intact as possible. And whether or not knowing the truth really was better, he still wanted to know.

"There's more to it then that!" Ventus replied, though he was starting to wonder if it would do any good. "Other worlds are in danger, too."

But did this man care? It really didn't seem as if he did, and that just made Ven wonder all the more who he really was.
moonlitnaught: (not interested)

[personal profile] moonlitnaught 2012-01-11 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
More to it. What did Saïx care about more? The other worlds in the sky weren't his, and even if he had any connection to any of them he'd been already in the habit of not caring about most things. Worlds fell all the time. Whichever ones Ven was worrying about were unlikely to stay as they were forever.

"You can't save the worlds."

Not on his own and most certainly not while he stayed in Paixao.
windybonds: ({No Way})

[personal profile] windybonds 2012-01-15 07:14 am (UTC)(link)
It was so...strange.

As he watched the man say those words, he couldn't help but think that something just didn't fit - not about the words themselves, but about the person saying them.

You can't save the worlds.

It wasn't true - it wasn't - but that wasn't what had caught Ven's attention. It was the way he said it as if it didn't matter at all. As if it didn't make him feel anything.

Maybe it was just Ven's imagination. But he had to ask.

"Who are you, anyway?"
moonlitnaught: (not interested)

[personal profile] moonlitnaught 2012-01-17 05:05 pm (UTC)(link)
Why should he have felt anything? He hadn't the heart to care about much, these days. Isa might have cared, yes. But Isa was dead and gone. As for Ven's question, that he also cared little for. Who he was wasn't something to be shared lightly. There were too many secrets involved, too many things that were stepping far too close to the truth of the Organization. No, it was for the best that Ven not know what he truly was. He didn't need to share that to make sure the boy didn't poke his nose further into matters.

"No one you need to concern yourself with," he answered.
windybonds: ({So very unsure})

[personal profile] windybonds 2012-02-04 02:34 am (UTC)(link)
"You're hiding something, aren't you?"

There was no other explanation for why he was dodging his questions. He wasn't even willing to give Ven his name...there had to be a reason.

Had Saix said nothing about Isa no longer existing, Ventus may have just walked away long before without thinking that anything was strange about him. But now Ventus was sure that this was a man who was up to something - someone to keep an eye on. Somehow, he had to find out what that "something" that was going on was.