in every corner

[reverse-prince.livejournal.com]

[there's a scream from down this hallway as some poor soul is consumed by the shadows -- not Heartless, simply moving shadows. as the last dying gurgle escapes the writhing mass, a figure rises out of it slowly, darkness rolling and dripping off him like smoke and water. the figure is fully dressed in dark leather; heavy boots, pants, and a lovely leather jacket with a black wifebeater beneath it. he breathes the darkness in, out, a slow and dangerous smile making its way onto his face as he takes in the sight of the hallway. a hand goes to his pocket, a cigarette is pulled out and put to his lips, lit with a flick of his other hand. he runs that hand through his dark blue hair afterward, red eyes bright with malicious intent.]

Well now... didja miss me, dressing room?


(ooc: lolwat)

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[seasides]

H-He's gone.

[ow ow ow son of a bitch that hurt. he's glad for the healing, and isn't trying to move away from Sora, at least.]

[unforgivenskies.livejournal.com]

[he would be heartbroken if Kai did.]

Are you going to be okay?

[seasides]

I've had worse.

[shoots him a shaky smile, trying to sit up.]

[unforgivenskies.livejournal.com]

[he'll pull his hands away slowly, afraid the bleeding could start up again at any moment.]

I'm sorry, I tried to stop but I couldn't.

[seasides]

Why... not?

[gnnngh moving is painful. he stops once he's sitting up, not ready to try standing yet.]

[unforgivenskies.livejournal.com]

[he takes a deep breath, figuring Kai at least deserves to know without Sora beating around the bush.]

I can't... refuse commands. It's supposed to be a gift of obedience that was given to me when I was a baby.

[seasides]

[he snorts, then grimaces.]

S-Some gift.

[unforgivenskies.livejournal.com]

I know. It's more like a curse. He even said I couldn't take any other commands until I'd stabbed you, and trying to lock myself in a room didn't work with him following me.

[seasides]

Would it last if I told you not to take commands from him ever?

[unforgivenskies.livejournal.com]

[he brightens at that]

It's worth a try.

[seasides]

Okay, well. Don't listen to anything my gemini, the one who forced you to do this, ever commands you to do. Or asks you to do. Or any variation of those.

[unforgivenskies.livejournal.com]

[he gives a jerk, then blinks.]

... I think it worked.

[seasides]

I'm glad.

[he's feeling... kind of faint, and isn't sure he can walk. the floor seems really comfortable right now...]

[unforgivenskies.livejournal.com]

H-hey, are you okay?

[fff, you look like you're going to pass out.]

[seasides]

Y...yeah, I'm fine. I think I need help getting to my room, though...

[nngh he just wants painkillers and sleep.]

[unforgivenskies.livejournal.com]

I'll help you get there. It's the least I can do.

[he hesitates a moment, then wipes his bloody hands off on his shirt before reaching for Kai to try to carefully help him to his feet.]

[seasides]

Thanks.

[he greatly appreciates the help, and will do his best to make sure Sora has to do as little as possible.]

[unforgivenskies.livejournal.com]

[yeah no, he's not letting you get away with that, buster. as soon as Kai's standing, Sora will be slipping beneath the arm on his good side to provide support without chancing any healing tissue getting pulled at.]

[seasides]

[well, he won't complain, in that case. he'll just give quiet directions wherever necessary~.]

[unforgivenskies.livejournal.com]

[he'll pause when they reach the door, reaching to open it so Kai doesn't have to. traps what traps]

[seasides]

Wait-

[hopefully he said that in time--]

[unforgivenskies.livejournal.com]

[he stops immediately, his body giving a little jerk.]

Kai?

[seasides]

[he straightens a bit, wincing.]

There are traps on the door.

[unforgivenskies.livejournal.com]

[he.. will just be poised moments from touching the doorknob, literally waiting before making another move.]

I don't see any traps...

[seasides]

Er, sorry, you can move.

[in fact, he's going to lightly push him back a bit so he can awkwardly and painfully disarm said traps.]

My boyfriend's a ninja, you wouldn't see the traps until it was too late.