homesick

[seasides]

[he's just... leaning against the wall of a quiet room, fiddling with the guitar in his lap. he doesn't look particularly happy, eyes downcast and a faint frown pulling at his lips. after a moment he picks up the guitar and settles properly with it, hesitantly strumming a few notes. but then he sighs and puts it back down, letting his head fall back to thump against the wall.]


(ooc: Throw anyone, anyone, you want at him. I don't care what happens to him, short of him being killed. :| *horrible*)

Comments

are you sure you want to say something like that with so many sadists around :l

[stainedxpurity.livejournal.com]

Something wrong?

[yes, that is a heartless who looks like a girl version of you.]

Positive. I'm horrible to my few male muses.

[seasides]

[his head jerks back up and he stares at her, a little alarmed.]

....not anything you can help with, believe me.

oh okay then |Db also this totally isn't delayed.

[stainedxpurity.livejournal.com]

Sure about that?

I thought you'd forgotten about me :'c

[seasides]

[waryyyy.]

Positive. What do you want?

nooo D| I got distracted.

[stainedxpurity.livejournal.com]

Why does everyone assume I want something?

[actually, she has it in for anyone who's pure of heart.]

's okay. XD

[seasides]

Because you're a Heartless.

[duh.]

/o/

[stainedxpurity.livejournal.com]

I never would've noticed.

[so very sarcastic.]

[seasides]

You asked.

[stainedxpurity.livejournal.com]

And here I was hoping you'd have an original reason.

[yeah, she's not going anywhere.]

[muddledmirror.livejournal.com]

[here, have your favorite Riku.]

What's wrong?

[seasides]

[hurray! brings his head back up, smiling weakly at him.]

Nothing... just. I miss home. It's worse here than in the Room. There's constant reminders everywhere here...

[muddledmirror.livejournal.com]

[hums, and goes to sit beside him.]

Like what?

[seasides]

[shrugs a little, looking to the floor.]

All the doubles. I mean, it wasn't so bad in the Room... but here there's even a few who look like they're from my world. But they're not mine. I just... really want to go home.

[plucks at a guitar string sullenly.]

[muddledmirror.livejournal.com]

Maybe you'll be able to.

[seasides]

....maybe.

[doubts it. really, really doubts it. first the room and now this place, it's getting harder to be optimistic about seeing home again.]

[muddledmirror.livejournal.com]

[silently opens his arms for a hug.]

[seasides]

[looks at him for a moment before slowly setting his guitar to the side and scooting over for that hug.]

C:

[nagaxel]

[slithering by, pauses because ooh, red hair.]

Sssomething the matter, child?

[seasides]

[sdjfhsjkg snake person shit shit shit. just gonna. surreptitiously press against the wall here.]

I'm fine.

[l-lol that was said just a little quickly.]

[nagaxel]

[flicks his tongue out to test the air, slithering a bit closer. mm, smells like frustration and despair, and a really strong scent of fear.]

Liesss. And you can sstop cowering against the wall. I have no ill intentionsss.

[seasides]

Y-yeah well, the last one of you guys I ran into broke my neck and would've eaten me if someone hadn't been trying to save me.

[moves his guitar, ready to summon his keyblade if necessary.]

[nagaxel]

Hhss, we are not all the ssame, child. There isss one of uss around here who only eatss other snakess.

[coils up a short distance away, leaning back against his coils, trying to look less threatening.]

[seasides]

Excuse me if I'm still a little cautious.

[not exactly... relaxing, but he's not pressing against the wall as much at least?]

[nagaxel]

[bows his head slightly.]

Underssstandable. But I mean you no harm.

[eyes the guitar warily, as if it might turn into something else.]

[seasides]

...Alright.

[notices the wary look and looks down at his guitar in surprise.]

It's not going to do anything, you know.