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[agrabah_weapon]

[It takes a substantial couch to accommodate Kurt outside of his fully human form. But he's found one, in a warm common room with rich hangings on the walls and a blazing fire, and is gently flicking through a book, seemingly the most harmless a big old Heartless can be. Tricky with clawed fingers, but he's not so clumsy as to rip the pages.

Just something he found, left casually in his room as if it were any other possession.

A photo album.

He carefully picks through it; it's images of what look to be - his life here? Or ... a life he could have had here. Layla's childhood, his relationship - other children? He's interacting with young apparent-humans and Heartless who seem to share some of his traits...

A violent headshake and he throws the book aside, across the room. He's sure that the version of him who lived that life was happy.
But he's equally sure it's a life he can't live now.]

Comments

[agrabah_weapon]

[He'd go with 'interesting' over 'weird'. But that response gets a little bit of a laugh - it reminds him a bit of Layla.]

It's nothing to concern yourself over. Simply, ah - thoughts that were brought to mind that I'd thought I'd left behind me.

[darkintheblood]

[She glances at the photo album he threw before looking back at him.]

Are you sure?

[She's never used her ability to sense peoples emotions on a Heartless before. She's fairly sure it works the same in Kurts case at least. But still.]

[agrabah_weapon]

[Ff, empaths, bad enough he gets his daughter snooping in his feelings... He looks where she's looked, sighs.]

Frankly, no. But is there any point in my troubling myself with it? Any point in my spreading my personal troubles to a child I don't know?

[darkintheblood]

[Hey, it's not like she does it on purpose. If she could turn it off, she would!

She smiles a little.]

My name's Adrea. Now you know me.

[agrabah_weapon]

[Persistent, isn't she? A headshake, and he gives what passes as a shrug in this form.]

Very well. Fetch the book.

[darkintheblood]

[She is! She just knows that it often helps to share your troubles with someone. And she rarely minds listening.

Hurries over and picks up the book for him before returning.]

[agrabah_weapon]

[He's not sure it'll help, but he's not entirely averse to telling another dark sort, at least.]

Do you have a dream for your future, Adrea?

[darkintheblood]

[Hmm.]

I'd like to be able help people someday. I'm...kind of useless as I am now.

[:c]

[agrabah_weapon]

[He nods.]

A noble dream to have, girl. One worth the perserverance. But for me...

[He opens the book carefully.]

This was a dream I used to have.

/reminded of the threads with Kurt and little Aericka XD

[darkintheblood]

[c:

Peeks at the book. :o]

..You don't have it anymore?

Good times~ ;)

[agrabah_weapon]

No. [He looks down at the pages.] It's no longer a road that's open to me.

[And he doesn't know how to feel about that...]

XD also, allajfasljf I must be crazy /finally flees to bed ad 6:39 AM

[darkintheblood]

Oh...

[Oh dear. :C That's tough.]

I'm sorry to hear that..

Ffff how do you do awake at that time

[agrabah_weapon]

[He could easily snap that he doesn't need her sympathy over it. But he'll be polite-]

... Thank you for saying so. It is - strange to have it brought back to me in this way.