Naminé (
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paixaorpg2011-09-09 03:33 pm
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Entry tags:
Drawing (Active)
Characters: Naminé, Yorda
Content: Naminé teaches Yorda to draw!
Setting: the park
Time: uh.. backdated... a lot...
Warnings: too much adorable for your dental habits
Naminé had brought everything they would need for the drawing session. She was sitting on the grass, coloring one of her newest drawings, having apparently gotten to the park first. In a bag by her side was a spare sketchbook and a lot of different colors and pencils. She wanted this to be good for both of them, wanted a friend of her own that Kairi hadn't shown her first, or Roxas. She wanted to try this "making friends" thing on her own.
But she was nervous anyway. Which was why she was drawing already. She had energy to get out. She was so engrossed in what she was doing that she probably wasn't even paying enough attention to notice when someone walked up.
Content: Naminé teaches Yorda to draw!
Setting: the park
Time: uh.. backdated... a lot...
Warnings: too much adorable for your dental habits
Naminé had brought everything they would need for the drawing session. She was sitting on the grass, coloring one of her newest drawings, having apparently gotten to the park first. In a bag by her side was a spare sketchbook and a lot of different colors and pencils. She wanted this to be good for both of them, wanted a friend of her own that Kairi hadn't shown her first, or Roxas. She wanted to try this "making friends" thing on her own.
But she was nervous anyway. Which was why she was drawing already. She had energy to get out. She was so engrossed in what she was doing that she probably wasn't even paying enough attention to notice when someone walked up.
no subject
Taking a deep breath, Naminé looked back up and tried to explain the best she could. "A person has a heart - not a physical one, but something inside, the part that makes them feel emotions. This person is called the Somebody, or Other. When they lose their heart to the darkness - either by a Heartless or something else - they become a Heartless, only capable of wandering around searching for hearts. If their heart was strong enough, they also leave behind a Nobody, the shell of the person they once were. A Nobody... cannot feel emotions. It's not a real person and it was never meant to exist."
She looked down again, at her fingers curling around the pencil she still held on the sketchbook in her lap. "I'm a Nobody."