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Sora ([personal profile] optimistickey) wrote in [community profile] itsjustagamerp2012-09-27 06:40 pm

Future Tense - [Active / Semi-open]

Characters: Most of the KH crew, and possibly others...please ask about joining!
Content: Quite a few of the KH crew get together to exchange information on the future, and make sure everyone is up to speed. Who knows how this information will affect some people, however...
Location: In a surprise room on the media deck
Time of Day: Evening
Warnings: Possible angst and more.


As far as strange happenings on the Satellite went, this one didn't seem too bad, although it seemed like there was a lot more to it than first met the eye. Like there was a lot more magic around here...just not the kind that he knew well enough.

However, there was also the issue of meeting with everyone from their world and discussing all that had gone on...or would go on, for some of the people here. Sora didn't really want to talk about it too much, since from his perspective, it was behind him and he wanted to focus on getting off the Satellite and then working on fixing everything. But, leaving others in the dark wouldn't be good, either. They just needed a place to talk about it.

He'd looked over the media deck, which had the tables and chairs, but something about the place had changed to make it even creepier...it was like some of the books in the library were now alive. So he'd started back towards the stairs, musing over how they needed some place to talk…

When he suddenly noticed another door, close to the stairs. Sora stopped and regarded it…had that door always been there? He really couldn't remember seeing it before. He opened the door, and found a cosy little room set up with a few tables and some comfortable-looking chairs. It didn't seem nearly as foreboding as the rest of the library. Sora smiled to himself...well, he didn't know where this had come from, but at least it served their purposes for now!

Sora found his Cambot and let everyone know to meet him there over the network...no privacy settings, but oh well, he didn't want to take the time to find everyone in person. Once the message was out, he sent his Cambot off, headed inside and found a good chair to sink into.

[There may be multiple threads just for meeting, talking, eavesdroppers or party-crashers...don't worry too much about turn order, so that things can move along. Otherwise, have fun!]
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[personal profile] colorbymemory 2012-10-13 02:23 pm (UTC)(link)
The first question didn't come from who Namine had expected. That said, it was maybe just as well. Roxas already knew some of what she had to explain, so starting might be a little easier. " It was in some memories I found when I was fixing Sora's."

She turned so she was facing the others, but focused her gaze on the pictures. "Some of you don't know, but I'm...I can manipulate Sora's memories, and those of anyone close to him. About a year-no, two years ago now--a lot of things happened, and I had to take apart the memories chained together in Sora's heart. It took a long time, but I put them back together again." Here she paused for a deep breath. "While I was doing that, I noticed some memories that didn't belong to him. I kept them together, but separated them from his chain." Tapping the picture of the Keyblade Graveyard, she went on. "This was part of those memories. " Then her hand moved toward the picture of Sora. "This was...kind of a link between the two."
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[personal profile] beforethemoon 2012-10-14 04:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Suddenly, without warning, or any real provocation in the current flow of the conversation, Isa slammed his fist down on the table. Slammed it down hard enough to make the whole table rattle.

His head was facedown on the table, burred in the crook of his elbow. "Why!? Why me!? I don't have anything to do with you people!"

Isa stands up, slamming his hands on the table, "Why didn't you want to tell me!? Was I just supposed to find out on my own?"

He sends glares to Riku and Roxas, though they're somewhat mitigated by the fact that his eyes are red and puffy and his face is tearstreaked.
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[personal profile] halfdarkened 2012-10-15 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
His eyes narrowed as he listened to Ven. He’d heard some of this from Aqua already, but not in such detail. And Riku knew what being posessed was like, but it appeared Ven had dealt with his differently. Had Riku known of a way to face Xehanort’s Heartless so directly and had the ability to do so, he would have. He understood the outburst and the anger that came with the experience, though on some level it seemed strange to have it come from Ven. It seemed, however, that Ven was like Maes. Just as he should have vanished from the world, this strange space station had taken him in. “There’s something that bothers me. If your heart was torn apart, the leftover pieces should have collapsed. How does Xehanort know a way to keep that from happening? We could be in for a lot more trouble...”

Riku looked at the pictures Namine had created, some of them probably based on when she was reading memories a couple weeks ago. He was mildly surprised when Namine said they were from memories amongst Sora’s. While none of them were familiar, each were important. Clearly one had to be the Keyblade Graveyard. It felt like a graveyard. The one with a young Sora... How long had Namine known about that one, he wondered? And was that light... a heart? However, his comment was on the remaining one. “That must be the χ-blade. So that’s what all the hype’s about.” It wasn’t anything he’d ever seen before, but there really was something about it that was bad news. The thought shone in Riku’s face.

To Sora’s later comment, Riku turned to him. “Yeah. When I dove back into the Realm of Sleep, I met three people there.” He began to look at each respective person as he said so. “One was Roxas. No surprise. Ven was also there.” He looked to Xion. “And there was a girl with short black hair that I didn’t even recognize until I got back to the SOL.” Riku turned back to Sora. “Roxas, the reason why Roxas looks the way he does, and a replica of you. They’re all in your heart. Not gone or merged, but still separate in you.”

The somewhat hopeful look of interest in regards to the status of those in Sora’s heart faded at Isa’s outburst. His eyes narrow somewhat, but he doesn’t get up. His tone was firm, but patient. Even if he had to repeat himself, he couldn’t blame Isa for the shock. “Like I said, I didn’t want to tell you because the information we share here could be used against us if Xehanort found out. What he’s done threw worlds and everyone on them into chaos. A lot more than just us in this room. And they didn’t have anything to do with Xehanort or us either.” Riku took a deep breath. “It wasn’t against you.”
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[personal profile] beforetheflame 2012-10-16 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
Lea’s eyes widen at Isa’s reaction. His heart dropped instantly. If there’s one thing Lea did not like seeing, it was seeing his friend getting upset or hurt. Knowing this fate was painful enough, to see Isa know this, it was just agonizing enough. Lea’s eyes were wide and slightly glistened as if he himself was shot with a sudden downpour of emotions. Lea withheld his breath, as he gripped his sides, and looked away as he tried to compose himself. Then as he almost made his move to walk away from the group, he paused.

There, it happened. An anger, the fire, it was starting to burn in the pit of his stomach. Lea hands began a slight spark before they disappeared he gripped his hands again as he tried to control his anger again. It probably wasn’t good that they all gained magical abilities this week. Though from accidents that happen before when he gained flame powers, he began to learn how to control these abilities. It seemed only fitting that a few sparks were coming from him right now. Which is why Lea glared off in a different direction, breathing under his breath. Not wanting to face anyone or talk to anybody at the moment, for he wasn’t sure what may be the result, but when Riku spoke he couldn’t help it.

“It shouldn’t have been him,” Lea growled, then slowly faced the group. A cold glare came from his eyes, “It shouldn’t have been anyone! What made him think he can do any of this?! What gave him the right?!”
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[personal profile] wefallinsilence 2012-10-16 11:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Neither Lea nor Isa's outburst was particularly surprising, as far as Ienzo was concerned. Honestly, if he hadn't already heard the explanation of the worst of Xehanort's crimes he might have easily been in the same boat, especially with the sudden return of his emotions. It was never easy to hear that everything had been a lie, and certainly not when the details had been kept from the people involved.

"I'd imagine for much the same reason no one told me of my own future," Ienzo commented, turning to Isa. "Even without Xehanort's unusual interests in cloning himself I can assure you that life in the Organization was hardly a picnic at the best of times." Not when it had come along with a distinct loss in ability to feel (lie though that might have been) and a set of colleagues who were often only worthy of mere tolerance.

That said, he turned next to Lea. "I do agree that it shouldn't have been anyone. Regardless, the fact of the matter is that he has seen fit to claim a few people as his own. We'll be better served trying to figure out what to do next than trying to imagine what twisted delusion made him imagine he had the right to do any of this."

[personal profile] thirteenth_brat 2012-10-18 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
Roxas hummed thoughtfully. Riku's information about what he saw upon diving back into Sora's dreams to bail him out confirmed something that had been discussed a while ago, "Not long after Ven got here, we ended up talking about a couple things. That included why he and I look alike. It was only a guess at the time, but now we know for sure. It's also possible Xehanort knows this already."

Isa's outburst wasn't entirely unexpected. Neither were his questions. Roxas doubted chiming in with an answer would really help when he'd really just be repeating the same things Riku had said. Lea's reaction was pretty much predicted... except for the magical sparks. Maybe they should have put this off until a week where they were back to being stripped of any powers.

That life was no picnic within the Organization was probably putting it mildly. Then again, for all Roxas knew, he'd gotten some of the worst of it simply for having a Keyblade and being that much more useful to one of the side plots Xehanort had going. For that, he sort of understood Lea's outrage, "Nothing gave him the right, Lea. He just decided for himself that he had it and to Hell with anyone that would get in his way."
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[personal profile] skysmirror 2012-10-18 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Really there was something to be said for being considered beneath Xehanort's notice. If he didn't think you were useful, you avoided being used. Not that he cared much about those who were left dealing with the results of his plans, but it seemed somewhat better than being a pawn.

Xion had been listening quietly, trying to take in everything that was said. The idea that she, Roxas, and Ven were all connected in Soras heart wasn't as surprising as it could have been. She had a brief moment of apprehension when Riku hinted at her being a Replica, but the others seemed to have not noticed. Isa's outburst only surprised her in that she'd never seen him get that angry on his own behalf; Lea's was totally expected.

Ienzo and Roxas both had points. "He doesn't really seem to see people as anything but puppets to be used. If he's using them as toys, we'll have to find a way to take the toys away."

[personal profile] thesilenthero 2012-10-20 10:20 pm (UTC)(link)
Aeleus shifted in his seat. He had participated in this, been both victim and facilitator, and there was no undoing the evil that had been done. Xehanort seemed to have a new plan for every eventuality it seemed; could they even hope at this point that he had actually told the truth and put his true cards on the table? He had lied and lied again, to everyone. It was an unsettling thought, but not one he was inclined to share just at the moment.

There was nothing to say to assure Isa or Lea. The people furthest in the future couldn't even confirm a positive ending for them. Xehanort was still working towards obtaining Kingdom Hearts, even now, and all they could do was hope for the future.

"It seems as though there are two recurring themes in Xehanort's story that we should all keep in mind. The first is that he has always attempted to control Kingdom Hearts. The second is that he has always failed, because of the determination and efforts of people who are here, in this room. He ignores that, despite its superiority in numbers, darkness did not prevail in the long-forgotten Keyblade War because in the deepest darkness there is light that cannot be extinguished. Perhaps the reason that the keyblade weilders to best him are young is because, as the tale goes, the light of Kingdom Hearts was preserved in the hearts of children. At any rate, his failure is assured because of his blindness. All that we must do is make that failure permanent. Saving everyone will just require that we acknowledge the bonds that link us to our lost friends."
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[personal profile] beforetheflame 2012-11-05 12:07 pm (UTC)(link)
Lea grew quiet as he listened to everyone. The sparks subdued and calmed, although the glare in his eyes remained as he looked toward the floor in thought. Many thoughts started rushing in his head. The one that seemed to stand out the most was how could he prevent this from ever happening? And if he can’t how could he save Isa?

Taking a moment, Lea looked back at his best friend. He didn’t want to feel useless in this, he wanted to do something, he wanted to make a difference. He wanted his friend to be safe. Lea breathed in as he folded his arms, then spoke, “Then what must I do now…?”