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[limitless_land]

[What am I supposed to do now?

He doesn't know when his perpetual black faded into sleep, nor when he fell back on his bed--or when he got soaked for that matter. What he did know was that when he awakened... he was soaked, and could smell saltwater. Not to mention he was on the ground somewhere.] What...?

[Riku opens his eyes beneath the blindfold, regretting it a moment when the salt water began to make them sting. What he can subtly make out behind the cloth was that he was in a city of sorts, a few Hearts and shadow figures-meaning whole individuals-passing by... and was that a coral split into two? He shook his head, getting to his feet. Maybe it was time to get some answers, as well as dry off.

His hand immediately finds the SFC and after studying it along with drying off/out his blindfold and himself to the best of his ability if the towel over his head is anything to go by... he decides to make his presence known. The feed clicks.]

...Vatheon, huh. I don't suppose anyone would have any ideas as to why we are in the first place?

[Of course, the local who gave him a towel and a hair dryer for his blindfold had said nothing about why he was here. Rather, they changed the subject rather quickly. It irritated him, yes, but maybe someone else had the answers he desired.

Anyone wandering the plaza could quite well find him donning the black coat synonymous with the Organization and eyes hidden by a black blindfold to match, leaning against the wall of one of the many stores, examining the SFC and its functions as he gained his bearings.]

Comments

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

Any with a moral spine, then.

[Storing that information away, then. Hm...]

... Great. [He can already think of one person who he doesn't want to come here. Ever.]

[Voice]

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

[Figures; but still... how much to give away.] Why memories that aren't your own are flooding to you, and who they belong to.

[Voice]

[replicatedaster.livejournal.com]

I...what? [Does he mean those flashes she'd have, of the boy who looked like Sora? Who maybe was Sora?]

[oh-neku-dear.livejournal.com]

Even morals can be questionable, despite whatever good intentions they may have.

[So can Joshua.]

So far, it's mostly "hero-types" around here. Not much in the way of riffraff, though I suppose you could say that we do have some "sophisticated" villains.

[Voice | Private]

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

[One moment; he's messing with the settings again. Hm... There has to be a way to- no, that's the text setting... and that's video- ah, there we go. Locked/private voice/audio feed.]

You've been having images... flashes of something you don't remember, right?

[Voice | Private]

[replicatedaster.livejournal.com]

[Xion noticed when the settings changed, but that was fine with her.]

Y-yeah, right. Do you know what they mean?

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

[A humorless chuckle.] Isn't that the truth...

[So much prejudice and death wishes; you don't even know.]

Oh really. And now that you've said that, it's only a matter of time before a psychotic one shows up.

[Voice | Private]

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [Something about his tone... was that indifference? or sadness?]

Though, I don't think it matters here. [We can't wake up Sora here... so what's the use? The point? Don't mind him, Xion. He's in a strange mix of loneliness, missing his friend, and relief thanks to what Luka told him.]

[Voice | Private]

[replicatedaster.livejournal.com]

Why? If it mattered there, why doesn't it matter here?

[oh-neku-dear.livejournal.com]

[It's okay, Joshua's amused enough for two people.] One could argue that it's the gospel truth.

[Psychotic math fetishist that tried to kill him, but at least he made the Game more interesting. The teen giggles.]

He's come and gone already. Oh, but you wouldn't remember that.

[Kinda a low blow, but damn it, Riku, you left suddenly and had left him a note with an apology on it. Yes, he's a little miffed by that, as grateful and happy-ish as he was about the teen being back.]

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

[Good for him, then. Though, that just earned an eye roll. Ugh, that was horrible. -- At least it was only one person and not a group of thirteen emotionless husks.]

... [He kicks himself off the wall he was leaning against, narrowing his eyes at the kid. Remember...? Yet another hint that someone at least like him, if not him, had been here before. To be honest, he was getting sick of this game.]

What do you mean by that.

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

Maybe.

_{[To tell him, or to not tell him? Hmm... Okay, he'll give a little bait.]}

It's the right headcount in your time. In mine, we were down one more. _{['Were'. He's not sure how to react to that, so he just starts fiddling with one of the chains hanging from his coat.]} Yeah. I thought we were, anyways. I mean, I was kinda wary on befriending a Keyblade user other than Roxas 'cause I guess Sora-- _{[No, no, let's not say that yet.]}

[oh-neku-dear.livejournal.com]

[He didn't regret it, at all.

Joshua stretched his arms, quite obviously not caring about Riku's reaction. He never cared if people liked playing his games, considering he would just go on playing them anyway.]

What, didn't I mention you were here before?

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

[Blinking. So... He had a Keyblade at the point in time...? And Demyx, you've officially lost him.]

...I guess there's one thing you don't have to worry about.

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

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You neglected to mention that.

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

...What's that?

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

[He holds out his hand... Soul Eater appearing at his call.]

...No Keyblade.

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

_{[He takes a step back, frowning slightly.]}

What happens when you kill a Heartless?

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

[He shrugs, dismissing it. It's only a sword, and since Demyx doesn't seem to be trying to kill him...

Wait. What happens when he slays a Heartless? Well... Hm. Riku takes a moment to contemplate. To be honest, he never really thought about it since he was preoccupied with waking up Sora and protecting the worlds while the lazy bum slept to regain his memories, but this... threw him for a loop momentarily.]

...I release their hearts.....

[-I'm such an idiot, but...how can I?]

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

Do they turn back into Heartless?

_{['we have no way of collecting the hearts they release,' he remembers that much from his first couple missions with the Organization. They were never able to capture the hearts until Roxas came along.]}

Actually, lemme see it again.

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

[... Does him looking away in his silence answer it? Because he doesn't really know. He needs to think of it nor that request.]

...Why?

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

Aren't Keyblades picky about who holds 'em and all that weird stuff?

[limitless-land.livejournal.com]

... Yeah, they are.

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

So lemme see it.

_[Whiiiiine.]

Please? You can hold Arpeggio as compensation!

[xlillackeykitty.livejournal.com]

[ Considering how strange Vat gets when pulling people in, this only strikes him as weird for a teeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeny bit. ]

Well... it's a load off your shoulders knowing he's going to be okay, right?