todomarishi: ([テラ][→] snap . can't take it)
Terra ([personal profile] todomarishi) wrote in [community profile] kingdomdressing2010-08-18 09:24 pm
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Maybe I've been here before (spoilers)

[No matter how hard he tries, Terra can't seem to find his way back to the time in his life when the good days outnumbered the bad. He's barred the way back himself, after all. He couldn't bring himself to face that Aqua, he couldn't stop himself from turning away from that Ven. He left the wolf behind. He hid from the sound of their voices calling and convinced himself they were looking for their Terra now. That had to be it. Maybe they found him, too. He hopes so, for their sake.

If only that thought, or any other, could rekindle some semblance of happiness or satisfaction for him. It isn't that the situation disappoints him- he wishes that it did. It would be easier to be bothered, to be truly unhappy, but all he has left is an eerie emptiness. It's just the way things are now. The friends his heart would have recognized are surely gone (he saw that light, they never came) and that's his fault. Sorrow can't change that.

Anger, though... Anger should help him take his revenge. So he keeps the rage and hatred around, just under the surface, and takes comfort in them. He'll destroy Xehanort someday. He'll ruin that man. He'll teach him regret. It gets him through the long days and gives him something to hold on to while he waits for sleep to catch up with him on the longer nights.

But for all the power his anger gives him, he can't persuade it to lend him the strength he needs to look into the mirror in his room. The glimpses he's caught of his reflection have shown him a face he doesn't recognize, except he hasn't changed that much. Not on the outside, anyway.

Easier to be bothered, to be unhappy. Easier to have his armor between him and the world again. Easier, simpler, more believable. Fallacy was one of those words the Abomination had left behind. You would take it from me and, in doing so, embrace the fallacy as your own... Oh, but do not forget: it is no more yours than it was ever mine.

Terra can never put enough distance between himself and those words, but it isn't until one evening spent exploring new rooms that the Keybearer discovers where exactly rock bottom lies.

His wanderings have led him down a hallway that, while perhaps not literally dim in lighting, may seem in hindsight darker and quieter. It doesn't help that as he passes by, one of the doors opens on its own. He stops, glancing over his shoulder to watch it, waiting for someone to step out. It strikes him as odd when no one does, but he's more curious than wary as he heads over to look inside.

The door opens to... yet another hallway. One that's more unique than most. Each door that lines the corridor has a diamond-shaped window sporting protective bars. Chains crisscross x's below the windows to seal off entry to those rooms and to the side of each door is a keypad. Terra walks in, passing by the first few doors. He doesn't want to consider the possibility that he somehow already knows the combination to each keypad.

(1-14-15-20-8-5-18, 14-15-8-5-1-18-20, 14-15-20-8-18-15-14-5, 14-15-5-1-18-20-8 ...)

Luckily for him, he never has to face that fear as halfway down the hall he finds another door cracked open, its chains hanging limp on either side of the frame. Nudging one of the chains with his foot, he stalls as long as he possibly can. He doesn't belong here. It isn't right for him to be here and the lights in the room ahead of him are off, masking its contents in one impenetrable shadow. Staring into the abyss, he fights and fights and... soon loses the struggle to take his leave of the area. It's just a room. He'll just have a quick look. What can it hurt? With a deep breath that hisses out between clinched teeth, he pushes the door back and steps into the darkness.

It takes a moment for his eyes to adjust to the dim setting brightened only by the wedge of light let in through the door. A light switch presents itself on the wall beside him and he reaches for it, half-expecting to illuminate some hulking creature (or worse- Xehanort) as he flipped it up. Instead, the florescent lights threaded across the ceiling flicker on to reveal an empty, seemingly-abandoned room. A fine layer of dust clings to long laboratory tables and the equipment scattered over them.

Terra has never been very comfortable in the dressing room's oft-used laboratories; he avoids them whenever possible, but there's something about this room that keeps him from scoffing and walking out. There's something about it that draws him further in. It's almost memorizing, all the feelings bottled up in one place. Hope, excitement, pride, determination. He wanders between tables, the hands of a soldier brushing past the tools of researchers, dreamers, madmen. He's not sure what most of the things do, but he can't pull free of that feeling. Someone looked for answers here once. Maybe they that someone found him them, too.

The feeling persists as he reaches the far end of the room and is brought to a stop not by the wall looming in front of him but by what hugs that wall: cages of different sizes. Some are so small and compact they could only ever contain mice or birds (or itty bitty tiny Heartless), but others are taller than he is. It's the dawning realization of what exactly those cages must have held that cuts clean through the sticky, surreal fascination he'd felt moments before. With a soft 'huh' of surprise, he bends over, fishing a hand through the bars to pick up the only thing left behind in the cages: a child's stuffed bear. The toy is half-mangled. Cotton fluff hangs out from between loose threads and jagged slashes. The bear's glassy eyes stare back impassively as horror finds a place in Terra's expression.]


It can't be...

[The bear hits the floor as Terra throws himself backward, a sudden, sharp panic sending him stumbling. The corner of one lab table jabs him in the side. Reflexively, he spins about to counter what must be an attack. Gaia Bane flashes into his hand, cutting through beakers and test tubes. They are there again for one brief, harrowing moment, spun out of Darkness and thin air. Townspeople of all ages. Men, women, children. They're hunkered down, eyes wide and mouths gaping around silent cries. And even though he can't quite hear them, he knows exactly what every shriek and scream and sob sounds like.

You can't do this, you can't do this to us, please just let my kids go!

He shakes his head, moving away, clipping tables that are suddenly too crowded, mindless of where the Keyblade strikes or where his feet fall. Glass shatters and he doesn't feel it when the jagged edges of something or another rake across his arm. He fights to get away from the ghostly images reaching through the bars, fingers and then sleek, ink-black claws pointing out what must be an accusation.

How could you? Have you no heart?

He makes for the open door only to stop when he finds someone in his way. Like the people crowded into the cages, the image of the man before him isn't all there: it's almost translucent and shudders as if a mirage in the heat of a desert (or Keyblade Graveyard). The brown-eyed, silver-haired, immaculately dressed stranger pauses for one step, meeting Terra's gaze before moving on, walking right through him even when the wielder starts, holding his Keyblade up to guard a blow that never comes. His hand freezes just inches from the crest on his left shoulder, from the button that would summon his armor. When Terra twists about to see where his enemy's gone, he finds both the man and all the other (poor fools) Radiant Garden civilians have vanished, leaving the room as it was before... completely empty.

He straightens up shakily, huffing for breath as he looks between the four corners of the room. He lowers his Keyblade, letting the tip of it rest against the ground. For a long while, he stands there, transfixed. Part of him wants nothing more than to chock it up as dressing room hijinks and get out, but he can't bring himself to go forward. It takes another movement in the room to free him from his thoughts and he snaps his head to the side in time to watch a beaker, once shattered into a dozen pieces across the table, reform.

He grips the Keyblade tighter, wordlessly pivoting on heel toward the nearest table.]


[Anyone who happens to pass by a corridor that forks off one of the main hallways might hear the near-constant ringing of metal on metal, along with the shattering of glass, as a Keyblade is used to demolish a (constantly reforming) room.]


[ooc: Spoilers heavily implied under cut, comment spoilers.]

[identity profile] chosenwielder.livejournal.com 2010-08-19 03:02 am (UTC)(link)
[Riku definitely heard the noise. Why else would he make his way towards all the racket? He's curious, as this is a part of the Dressing Room he hadn't encountered before.

But once he gets there, he's more shocked than anything, wordlessly watching Terra from a distance.]

[identity profile] chosenwielder.livejournal.com 2010-08-19 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
Terra!

[This... isn't good. Not good at all.]

What's going on?

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skybright: (what's in the cup)

[personal profile] skybright 2010-08-19 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
...hello?

[curiosity is one of Sora's worst traits, no doubt, and it has her heading down that corridor. she's cautious, at least, because that noise sounds like it could be dangerous... but it also sounds like it could be someone upset.]
skybright: (don't hit your head)

[personal profile] skybright 2010-08-19 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
[she's just going to stay over here, not wanting to get in the way. her eyes are pretty wide, maybe even the slightest bit fearful because she's not used to seeing so much anger (especially from a non-evil person with a Keyblade).]

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[identity profile] triqqerhappy.livejournal.com 2010-08-19 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
You missed a spot.

[ Familiar voice, eh? It happened to originate from the entrance from the man wearing the black coat. His hood may be up, but the red cloth peeking out gave him away -- if Terra remembered. He certainly did! Why else would he have said hello?

There was something missing from the man, though.
]

[identity profile] triqqerhappy.livejournal.com 2010-08-19 04:27 am (UTC)(link)
What, don't you have stress management to do?

[ Braig turned his head to face him. There, he decided to reveal a toothy grin as if to say who's your daddy. See, it's been a while since he's arrived in the dressing room -- exactly three days and seven hours ago. It was as insane as ever.

But this? This was so much better. The guard waited for it.
]

[identity profile] photoncharge.livejournal.com 2010-08-19 04:00 am (UTC)(link)
[This search has gone entirely too long. The idea of giving up hasn't even entered his mind even if fatigue is getting to him, but the sounds alert him and he starts running faster.

Instead of being glad in seeing his old friend though, Ven stops at the doorway, mouth open as he watches wordlessly.]

[identity profile] photoncharge.livejournal.com 2010-08-19 04:14 am (UTC)(link)
...

[He doesn't know what to do first, but after a while, he walks slowly closer.]

T-terra, that's enough...

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[identity profile] watersbound.livejournal.com 2010-08-19 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
[Those sounds bid her to come looking, too-- she manages not to stare, but it's close.]

Terra...

...wow, HTML.

[identity profile] watersbound.livejournal.com 2010-08-19 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Damn straight you don't. Frowns, but she doesn't move from the doorway.]

I'm sure you won't mind if I wait for you to...finish, then.
Edited 2010-08-19 04:51 (UTC)

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[identity profile] lower-case-x.livejournal.com 2010-08-19 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
T- Terra? Whoa! Take it easy! What're you doing?

[Xeha just wants to help. He darts forward, voice full of concern. What the heck is going on there?
...and what he can see is going on looks ominously familiar. This really, really doesn't help.]

[identity profile] lower-case-x.livejournal.com 2010-08-19 07:21 am (UTC)(link)
[Wow. Got warm in here, didn't it? He watches, though with a squint when the smoke rises.]

When you tell me what you're doing!

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[identity profile] lower-case-x.livejournal.com - 2010-08-24 06:54 (UTC) - Expand

They met in the DR, right? >>; I can't remember. But I think so!

[identity profile] orchidenchanted.livejournal.com 2010-08-19 02:51 pm (UTC)(link)
[What is all this racket?! Namine went to investigate, but freezes in the doorway when she sees, eyes going wide. But she reminds herself that this is Terra, and there's nothing to be afraid of.]

... Terra? What's going on?

Oh good! I was going to throw Aqua, but I figured there wasn't a Namine on here yet...

[identity profile] orchidenchanted.livejournal.com 2010-08-19 11:18 pm (UTC)(link)
[She looks confused, clutching a hand to her chest.]

Why? What's wrong with it?