kingdomdressing | Between the lines of fear and blame (spoilers)

[There's a Terra trekking through one of the Dressing Room hallways. A passerby wouldn't have to be too observant to notice that the wide-eyed, slack-jawed, and all-around bewildered expression on his face pretty much reads "new arrival". He might as well have a flashing arrow hanging over his head, pointing out just how new to this place he is. He doesn't seem all that intimidated by the abrupt change in his surroundings or by the many doubles wandering around, though: as far as he's concerned, this is a dream. It has to be a dream, right? That's the only explanation that makes any sense.

Even if, with the initial adrenaline rush tapering off, he still feels as tired- no, as mentally and physically exhausted as he had moments before he'd found himself in this dream world, even if it had hurt when he'd caught the edge of his shoe on the floor, tripped, and hit the wall with his shoulder earlier, even if his shoulder still aches now, this has to be a dream. It has to be.

Rubbing at his arm again, he stops to lean against a closed door. He slumps against it, letting his heavy eyelids shut for just a second or two. It is about then that the door gives way, swinging out from under his weight. Terra's deposited none too gracefully onto the cold ground inside the room. He can't help the startled shout and gasp that escapes his throat as he lands on his sore shoulder.

He stays down at first, working to get the air back into his lungs, as well as to will away the pain. He won't waste precious energy summoning his Keyblade to Cure spell something as minor as a bruise. Terra lifts his head a moment later only to notice the dimly lit path that snakes out ahead of him. Darkness surrounds the path on both sides. Strange formations decorated by glowing blue streaks jut out of the shadows. He all but scrambles to his feet, aforementioned soreness forgotten.]

No... Not again! Not back here again!

[A soft, shuffling groan from somewhere deep within the darkness is his answer. Yes, Terra. Oh yes. The Darksides appear one at a time, drawing themselves up to their full heights. Terra can only stare at first, but finally the fear is replaced by a tired flicker of aggravation... or maybe that's determination. He holds his hand out as if to summon his Keyblade only to reconsider before the weapon appears. His fingers hurriedly search one of his hakama's pockets instead. His glare flicks from the orange charm he soon produces, up to the Darksides.]

If this is how it has to be...

[He holds the charm to his chest, closes his eyes tight, and waits. Trust. He's got to trust in that bond. He even thinks to smile, remembering the first time those flashes of light, those Keyblades, helped him out of a tight spot. He'll never again forget how much his friends mean to him or how much he means to his friends.

...

Anyone who happens to be walking down that corridor might find themselves being run into by a man who, despite his size, has been flung back through the doorway by the impact of one of the Darkside's attacks.]

[ooc: From

exmariascientia's AU. Spoilers hinted at under cut, comment spoilers.]

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[...Oh. That totally slipped his mind for a moment. In any case, he'll finish off his food before taking a quick look around.]

So, d'you wanna check this place out?

[He tucks his hands into his pockets and follows Ven's gaze.]

You're not getting me on any of those rides today, if that's what you're thinking.

[See that pout?]

Aw, why not?

[He's averting his gaze away from the pout. If he can't see it, it has no power over him.]

... I can't do everything on my first day.

[...Aw. Well, he'll look over to some of the games. And... is that It's a Small World playing from one of them?]

Well, maybe we could check out some of the games.

[Don't you dare, Ven.]

Do they have any games that involve lying around?

[FROWN.]

But where's the fun in that?

[How do you convey tired to a Ven? Tricky.]

Is this your only favorite room?

[He shakes his head.]

No, there's a lot more than this place. I guess I could show you some of those?

That's a good idea. Let's do that. I need to have some idea of where everything is.

Got it!

[In that case, he'll lead Terra back into the hall and towards the beach room! However, on the way there they might pass an eerily familiar set of double doors... like something that would belong in Departure.]

[How long will it take Ven to notice Terra has stopped cold in front of the double doors?]

[Not too long. Ven will stop and head back over to him with a small frown.]

Terra...?

What's in there?

[Er. ...This could either be very good or very bad.]

It's our home.

[Guess you'll get to see which since he's grabbing for the handle of one of those doors.]

Terra, wait!

[He knows this is risky. Even if the room is the better of the two Departure rooms, there's still a chance that it might remind Terra of bad memories.]

[He doesn't take his hand off the door, but he does pause long enough to shoot Ven a puzzled look.]

What?

You sure you want to go in there?

It's home, isn't it?

[He nods.]

Yeah, it is. And it's just the way it used to be, too.

[There's a hair ruffle coming your way, Ven.]

I'll be okay.

[Oh maaan. Normally he'd make a face or bat at his hand, but it's been ages since he got a Terra hair ruffle, so that's a good sign.]

If you say so.

[Hmm.]

You going in there?

[He takes a deep breath, nods, and opens the door, stepping through before any second thoughts catch up with him.]

[Well, he'll slip on in behind.]

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