Compassion

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[Eraqus hasn't had the easiest time adjusting to the dressing room. First there was the attack by those Heartless, then there was the incident of walking in on Ven suffering from a bad case of hand-to-panty magnetism with a young girl the Master had never met, and just yesterday, he learned there are rooms around here that magically strip you down to your underwear. He could have gone several lifetimes without that particular experience.

Needless to say, at this point the Keyblade Master is looking for a safe location to rest up. The incident with Ven still bothers him, to the point that all he's really looking to do right now is sit and think it over.

In the end, he settles for something very familiar. The room in question is decorated in alabaster, gold, and teal colors. There are stained glass windows. It's also pretty darn huge.

He takes a seat in one of the thrones situated on the far end of the room and... proceeds with the thinking. Mulling.]

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[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

Being human doesn't entitle one to make foolish mistakes.

[...]

Yes. I had no choice.

[sepia-heart.livejournal.com]

But we are just human. We always commit mistakes.

[...

DISAPPROVING FACE OF DOOM.]

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[... He'd step back, but the throne is right there.]

And I've made sure he will learn from this one.

[sepia-heart.livejournal.com]

Eraqus, you are as stubborn as ever. The least you could have done is have mercy on the boy and discuss things in confidentiality, perhaps to even give the boy time to gather his wits and let the girl leave. As much as it was improper, it is something that can be easily resolved with civil discussion. Ventus is a hasty boy, but he learns as quickly as he can run. He is, also, sensitive and innocent as a child, and a tongue lashing that can crack his pride is fiercer punishment than any training. I thought you already knew this.

[Be thankful I'm not using my rod as a walking stick right now or you're getting a Flare spell that will turn your moustache into ashes :|]

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[:| I'm not afraid of you.]

... Not as innocent as he should be. But as a child, I'm certain he'll bounce back from the punishment he received. He will have learned his lesson.

[sepia-heart.livejournal.com]

[Don't make me remind you why you should be :|

Shakes her head in a hopeless manner.]

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[You can't stay angry at him long. You can't. Look at him bowing again.]

[sepia-heart.livejournal.com]

[YES I CAN :|]

It's one mistake, Eraqus. Let it go. And don't let the boy stew in his own heartbreak.

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[Go get your rod, lady. Bring it on. :|]

As much as I appreciate your advice, I'm afraid this is one decision I will have to make on my own. You are more than welcome to ease his... heartbreak with your cooking, though.

[sepia-heart.livejournal.com]

[Don't make me. :|]

I think this is not something I can solve. Your judgment means more than anything, given that he sees you as a father figure.

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[All talk, granny. :|]

I am aware of that.

[sepia-heart.livejournal.com]

[Arrange your crotch armor, Eraqus, or I'm kicking you in the batteries.]

Do you?

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[Consider it arranged.]

Yes.

[sepia-heart.livejournal.com]

I would normally say something more, but I think maybe there is enough trouble brewing in your mind for now.

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

That's very considerate of you, Lyra.

[sepia-heart.livejournal.com]

Just take it easy on them once in a while. They're growing up. It's a hard stage.

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

And yet, some manage it better than others.

["Terra never did this when he was Ven's age."

Of course, he doesn't know about the whole darkness submitting deal yet.]

[sepia-heart.livejournal.com]

... hm. Terra.

[Yes, he doesn't. Meanwhile, Lyra was already spoiled of those events, so there's a wistful look on her face there.]

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

He will make a fine Master someday soon.

[He doesn't quite recognize the look. Ah, ignorance. Such bliss.]

[sepia-heart.livejournal.com]

... indeed. ... he will.

[Turns away to not look so sad. Poor old grandma's heart breaks when she thinks about Terra and... "Xehanort".]

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[Frowns slightly, wondering what that's about, but he shrugs it off for now. Maybe she has something else on her mind.]

It was good to see you again, Lyra.

[sepia-heart.livejournal.com]

[Sighs.]

You too, Eraqus. If you don't mind though, I'll check on your apprentices once in a while.

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

Of course. I'm sure they would appreciate that. Especially if you had cookies with you at the time.

[The cookies, even he knows of them.]

[sepia-heart.livejournal.com]

Do you want some for yourself?

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

No, no. I couldn't.

["I will be the first man in the kitchen the next time I smell cookies baking."]