itsjustagamerp | Nineteenth Link

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namine,
riku

Nineteenth Link

Characters: Namine and Riku
Content: All the picture conversations
Location: Wherever they choose to do their drawing
Time of Day: Varies
Warnings: Adorbs? Poorly drawn pictures? Angst expressed through Art?

Since Riku was feeling better, the old routine was starting up again. Namine had missed their drawing exchanges while he was sick, and then while he was sleeping so much. This week things seemed to be a little better, though she'd been worried for him last week.

There was at least enough time for her to draw something for him. It seemed like they were getting some of their powers back this week. She'd seen both his and Xion's keyblades return to them on Cambot, and she was happy for them. Her realization about her own abilities had come a little later.

Really, it shouldn't have surprised her. It was the only special ability she had, even if it seemed more like a burden sometimes. Even if she didn't want to tell everybody, she could at least tell Riku, though. He could find a way to let Sora know without broadcasting it.

So her picture was a simple one of her and Sora, with a thought bubble connecting them. Inside the thought bubble was one of the images she'd gotten from Sora's memories: Sora and Riku talking to Yen Sid in his tower.

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Riku rolled out of bed the next morning realizing he'd been petting his pillow. ...That wouldn't be something he'd be telling his friends. Regardless, he stretched and grabbed the pants he had tossed on the floor the previous night. He'd barely worn them, so they were still fresh, if not a little wrinkled. They were jeans, they'd be fine. Riku turned to grab some form of shirt when he noticed a familiar sight and smiled immediately. A piece of paper had been slid under the door.

That's right. Now that he was better he didn't have to worry about spreading it to her. Riku made a b-line for it and brought it over to his desk, which had gathered dust. As he took a look at it, however, the smile faded. Did this... Mean what he thought it did?

Taking out his supplies, Riku drew a picture of Namine piecing together bits of chain, and above that was a question mark. To the other side of the page was basically his attempt at trying to copy her picture. It was still, simply, him and Sora standing in a room at dusk in front of what appeared to be a wizard clad in blue. Above that picture was another question mark. He'd circled a link in the chain Namine was mending and drew an arrow from it to the picture he'd copied. Was that really one of Sora's future memories? She could look into them now? Or was he misinterpreting this? The idea of seeing the future, even if just in one image, stirred his imagination and curiosity.

Having finished up his reply, he quickly headed for the door to deliver it. ...And came right back in briefly for that shirt he'd forgotten.

Namine arrived back at her room a little later than usual. Today had been painting day on the theatrical deck, so cleaning up had taken longer than other times, and she still had bits of paint under her nails. It had been fun, though, and at least the satellite provided smocks so she didn't get her clothes messy. White really wasn't the best color to wear when you liked to draw or make things.

Seeing Riku had dropped off a picture made her smile as well. It looked like he'd understood her message, too. Or at least, understood enough to guess what she'd been trying to say. She'd seen Sora's memories, and not any she'd known of before, so they had to be from the time he'd been at home for a while.

For her response, she redrew her picture of the discussion with Yen Sid, only this time it took up the whole page. In a corner, she placed herself as sort of a half-transparent, ghostly figure; not there, but still observing, and looking worried. From what little she knew, conversations with Yen Sid usually meant another adventure, which meant dangerous things possibly happening.

Beside herself in the picture, she wrote the word "yes".

The next day, Riku found himself sitting at his desk staring at the new reply picture. How should he respond to this? What should he ask about? If she could see into his memories, he could gain insight into what happened and stop Sora from being kidnapped. He could also figure out the context for his dreams. Last night Riku had dreamed of diving into Sora's dreams. What a bizarre concept! How was that even possible? And why did he leave the water to do so? Had he been about to drown? The concept etched itself into him through concern alone.

He sat back. In theory, what would happen would happen. What was clear was that he was right here, right now. Namine had her powers, which meant she could potentially influence anyone connected to Sora, which at this point would likely be anyone on the ship. This could be extremely dangerous. Any one who knew what she could do could easily figure out that her power over memory is the only power she could get back. While he doubted anyone who already knew about her gift wouldn't exploit it, that didn't mean others wouldn't if they learned of it.

Riku's picture was simple. To the left side of the page were Sora and Namine facing each other. Namine was the only one talking, and in the word bubble he drew was a picture of chains. to the righthand side was simply a large question mark. If anyone deserved to know that Namine had those powers back, it was Sora.

Maybe, if they had time... Maybe Namine could look at what bits of dreams he could remember and help him figure them out. For now it was time to take care of what mattered most right now and deliver the new drawing.

If he asked her to use her ability to help him sort out the dreams, she'd probably eventually agree. It wasn't an ability she liked using, mostly due to past bad experiences, but the chance to do something useful with it would be tempting. She knew how much the dreams, and knowing they were important but not being able to remember them, were bothering Riku.

Fortunately, the only people on the satellite who knew what she could do was limited to Riku, Sora, Xion, and Roxas. They weren't likely to exploit it, or tell others. That said, with her control slipping as it had been due to lack of practice and sheer number of people, it was possibly only a matter of time before the truth did come out, somehow. Riku had a point in saying she should let Sora know her powers had returned, but the trick was how to tell him? She could tell Riku like this because their picture conversations were relatively private.

For Riku she drew several smaller pictures. In each she appeared to be trying to speak to Sora, but there was always an obstacle: a nearby Cambot, others who could overhear, other business that needed attending to. Finally there was a picture of herself, looking a little discouraged.

Of course, a major obstacle was also Namine's own nervousness regarding broaching the subject, but Riku knew her well enough to guess that.

Asking Namine for her help like that wouldn't be something he'd do lightly. However, now that he was finding out that these dreams were about the future, and that something horrible was happening to his best friend, it wasn't something he could just ignore.

Riku instantly knew how to reply. It was also a series of pictures, though these were hastily-drawn and... Well, a little stick-figure-ish. This was important, it didn't have to be pretty. The first showed Riku dragging Sora into the restroom. Awkward? Maybe, but not as much as it would be had it been a boy and a girl. The next shows the door closed with two cambots outside with question marks over their heads. The third picture was of Riku and Sora using marker to write on toilet paper. A thought bubble above their heads showed Namine with chains. The last picture showed the toilet paper notes being flushed.

He delivered it immediately and began heading back. ...He was getting sleepy again.

She knew that it wasn't something he'd ask lightly, which is part of why she'd be willing to do it if he asked. Then there was the fact that the situation was starting to worry her as well. If the dreams were of the future, what would happen to Sora.

Namine's expression grew more and more puzzled as she looked through the series of pictures. Even after a few minute's thought, she could only guess at what he meant. Her response was a picture of both him and Sora asleep, with her standing between them holding two chains of memories, not repairing but observing. Taking an idea from some of his responses to her, she added a question mark.

Cambot recorded Riku's disappearance before she could deliver her picture. She still went to slide it under his door, to have it waiting when he came back.

Riku's reply came after a dew days, given his absence. When he got back, he instantly resumed his old habit of grabbing the picture and then taking it to his desk to look over and reply. The moment he looked, however, his smile faded. It'd been too long.

He'd forgotten what the conversation was about.

Out of context, he wasn't sure what it meant. To make things worse, he wasn't sure how to tell her this in pictures. With a sigh, he grabbed a post-it note to supplement his picture. He depicted Sora asleep with a thought bubble above his head filled with brightly colored creatures, some happy-looking, some malevolent. Each had a kind of symbol on them, one for the good ones an another kind for the fierce ones. Riku was diving into the thought bubble and wore a different outfit. The sigil on the back of his shirt matched that of the friendly-looking creatures.

His post-it note read, "It's been too many months. I don't know what our conversation was about anymore."

With that, he slid it under her door that late evening, wishing he could have replied properly.

Namine hadn't expected an immediate response, given her knowledge of the fact that he'd been sent home. After he returned, she was pleased and flattered to get a response to her picture so quickly. It looked like he enjoyed these conversations as much as he did.

The picture made her smile, but it turned into a sad smile as she read the note. Of course he wouldn't remember what they'd been talking about if, to him, he'd been gone for months. At least he was offering the possibility of another topic. It looked like he'd had to watch over a sleeping Sora yet again--this time, without whatever help she could offer.

The friendly-looking creatures proved to be fun to draw. She depicted them and Riku with his Keyblade drawn standing guard in front of Sora, who was fast asleep. As an afterthought, she drew a question mark on this picture, too--she might not have interpreted his correctly. As a reply to his note, she wrote "It's okay," on a post-it of her own and stuck it on the picture.

She managed to deliver it the next morning after she awoke--a little later than usual, since she'd stayed up later than she'd intended.

A little later made no difference to Riku. As always, he was asleep when she slid it under his door, and remained so to about noon. When he finally opened his eyes, he looked over to the door. It was a force of habit by this point, and a habit he easily picked back up when he returned. He did his usual: grab the reply, take a look, go get breakfast and bring it back into his room to eat while he worked on a reply. The post-it note response was a relief.

He wasn't quite sure if Namine understood. This time Riku drew himself inside the thought bubble with a brightly-colored bat, one that had been depicted before. With them stood a threatening, black-coated individual with the symbol of one of the viscous-looking creatures on its back, in contrast to Riku. Its coat was tinged with purple. Outside the thought bubble, however, was a black-coated youth, his eyes yellow and his hair white. He was carrying the sleeping Sora off somewhere.

Riku delivered his in the late afternoon. It'd been hard to draw, and the trash around his desk was proof of it.

Usually, Namine smiled to see a picture of Riku waiting for her. This time, she sighed with relief to see it come sliding under her door. Having found evidence that someone had been in her room while she was away, she'd been worried that it might have been stolen. That issue settled, she placed the picture on her desk as she finished straightening up the clutter her "visitor" had left.

That done, she began work on two pictures. One was a direct response to what Riku had sent, and showed him and the black-coated youth fighting while Sora slept on in the background.

The second picture was to let him know of the new development. First, she drew a line down the center of her paper, then another line dividing the left half into two. In the top left panel, she drew herself smiling in her room while everything was in order. In the bottom left, she was in her room again, but it was in disarray and she looked confused. In the right-hand panel she drew Riku in his room, but added a question mark.

She delivered it the next morning on her way to the Theatrical Deck.

It seemed she'd understood. That next afternoon Riku got down to work. It took him quite a while, and he ended up taking a break at one point to eat and hit the Rec Deck to get in some exercise. It wasn't until maybe 10 pm before the pictures were delivered.

Riku had drawn a picture of him and King Mickey amongst the white thrones of the Organization. In those thrones were various members clad in black and hoods up. Two members had their hoods down and they were on their way to intercept the Keyblade wielders. They appeared to be Ansem Seeker of Darkness and Xemnas. Meanwhile, Mickey and Riku were running for one throne in particular; atop it sat a sleeping Sora. At the bottom was a message: "I think all of us need to talk about this."

The second picture was split by a line. On one side was Riku looking at his room. It was messy. His room generally was a little, but it was never anything that couldn't be cleaned up in two minutes, tops. The other side showed Riku looking less-than-happy. His room was still messy, but sheets had been torn off the bed, dresser drawers were open, and all the wads of failed pictures on the floor had been moved, a few re-opened. One that was uncrumpled Riku labeled with an arrow. "Your last reply."

Namine was getting ready to go to sleep when the two pictures arrived, so she set them face down on her desk to look at the next morning. Otherwise, she really would have stayed up far too late working on a response. As it was, she'd caught a glimpse of them and did spend some time thinking about what they meant before managing to fall asleep.

After breakfast the next day, she set to work on two new pictures. The first one was very similar to the one Riku had drawn, except that in it, Riku was fighting the Seeker of Darkness while Micky fought Xemnas. Sora remained asleep in his throne, and the other cloaked figures had question marks over their heads. Her not only said "Me, too."

The second picture was much more simple. Again, the paper was split in half, each side depicting one of their rooms. In each room stood a shadowy figure looking through everything. She seemed to be using question marks in her pictures a lot these days, and this one was no exception. The same could said of post-its, because she added one with the message "Something else to discuss with the others?"

She didn't manage to deliver the pictures until after lunch.

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Nineteenth Link

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[He's about to vanish.]

[Roger that]

[After this reply he vanishes.]

[Gotcha]

[Talked to Lynx, Sora WAS told before he left.]

[Huzzah!]

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New log for the new week?

Yeah, I can start after your reply

Thank you~