Compassion

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[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.]

Comments

[chronoaetas.livejournal.com]

[The fact that she's wearing a familiar wristband and those cross straps on her should be a warning sign. Looks at him in sort of respect.]

No, sir. Just from the stories my father told me.

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[Warily, with the realization setting in...]

Your father?

[chronoaetas.livejournal.com]

... he was one of your apprentices.

[LOL 8)]

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[:| <-- This is his expression. This is it. He's just staring. In disbelief.]

[chronoaetas.livejournal.com]

[Shuffles her feet like what her dad would do in an awkward situation.

lmao sorry?]

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[Deep breath, Eraqus. This isn't the end of the world.]

And your name...?

[HE THOUGHT HE'D JUST CAUGHT VEN WITH A HAND UP THE GIRL'S SKIRT. HOW FAR DID HE GO AFTER HE LEFT?]

[chronoaetas.livejournal.com]

[GRANDPA SIR, IT DOESN'T HAPPEN UNTIL HE'S IN HIS MID 20'S. CHILL.]

Liana, sir.

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[HE DOESN'T KNOW THAT... though her age is certainly questionable. With an expression that's... polite but forced.]

A pleasure to meet you, Liana. As your... father likely told you, my name is Eraqus.

[chronoaetas.livejournal.com]

Mm. His Master. Him, Uncle Terra and Aunt Aqua told me a lot about you.

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

Uncle Terra and Aunt Aqua...

[Why. Why him. They were all just apprentices when last he saw them.]

Did they?

[chronoaetas.livejournal.com]

[THEY HAVE TO GROW UP SOME TIME, ERAQUS. GOD.]

Yes, sir.

[/so polite. c:]

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[HE SAW THEM LIKE FIVE MINUTES BEFORE HE GOT DROPPED HERE. GIVE HIM TIME.]

Dare I ask what all they said?

[Small blessing.]

[chronoaetas.livejournal.com]

They really respected you, even loved you as a second parent.

[Hi Grandpa. c:]

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[He smiles at that. Not that I have an icon of him just smiling.]

[chronoaetas.livejournal.com]

[What if he NEVER smiles.]

Especially father.

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[Fanart.]

... Ah. That's very kind of him.

[chronoaetas.livejournal.com]

[Small pause.]

Thank you.

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[He wonders.]

Are you in training, Miss Liana?

[chronoaetas.livejournal.com]

A little. Can't actually wield a Keyblade yet.

[Because she can't pick one and mun doesn't want her to be a Sue.]

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

[Hm.]

Have you been given any weapon?

[Like a wooden sword.]

[chronoaetas.livejournal.com]

I got these.

[Sais, get. If she ever gets a keyblade, it's either dually wielded or very light.]

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

Very impressive. They seem suitable for you.

[chronoaetas.livejournal.com]

You think so?

[mastereraqus.livejournal.com]

I do. They're much better than a heavy, splintering sword.

[chronoaetas.livejournal.com]

I had to start out with that one.