Vanitas (
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caughtinanetwork2013-02-03 11:45 pm
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video; sweet rising sun dreams
[He was cranky thanks to his sleeping pattern being disturbed. He was getting snappy and decided to slink off for a nap close to noon.]
[Vanitas’ dream was located at some badlands. The main character was front and center dressed in clothes that weren’t really his. Surrounding him was at least a dozen of menacing looking shadow creatures. Vanitas was holding a weird keyblade that looked like it was being held weird. His expression was far from his normal as well. He was looking scared and desperately trying to plea with an old man standing over the whole scene.]
Please don't do this, Master. I'm not strong enough.
[ His “Master” didn’t seem bothered at all by the possible danger.]
No. It is because you are trying to hold it in. Let the dark impulses waken in the pit of your heart. Release them, here and now! Sharpen your fear into rage.
[ More creatures started to appear.]
You must! If you do not let the storm within you run its course, it will wipe you from the face of the world, make no mistake!
[The fear was clear on the boy’s face. He was trying to step back to get away from the ones moving closer. He was looking every where for some place to escape, but there was no where to run.]
Do it. Embrace the darkness. Produce for your Master the X-blade!
[The creatures pounced. And the boy could only guard his face as he yelled.
Everything went completely dark for a moment.
Vanitas was lying there unmoving on his side.]
Really? You would rather die than use the power? Feckless neophyte.
[As his Master spoke the last two words, he used his foot to roll Vanitas over on to his back.]
If I must... I will extract the darkness from within you myself.
[Keyblade was held above the boy. It looks like he was about to deliver a finishing blow.
Everything faded to black as Vanitas let out a pained sound.
He woke up violently. Panicking as he didn’t recognize the room for the first moment and feeling restrained. He had managed to tangle himself in to the blankets. As he kicked and fought them off, he wound up falling head first out of bed.]
((Let me know if you’re interacting with the dream or trying to reach him after the dream. Gray italics is Master Xehanort. Teal Deer video link.))
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[After a moment of hesitation he removed his arm from Kimblee.]
I had thought I was pretty clear before. Do I need to spell it out? [He traced a question mark in to Kimblee's back as he spoke.]
I want to know what you want though. If it was just because of your age.
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[Then he snorts and turns his face into the pillow.]
Part of it was, yes. I was caught up in the moment. [But that didn't mean it was purely because of the curse! That's good, right?]
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...turn around.
[Vanitas is reaching to help tug him around. He will note the "part" in that statement.]
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...Or at least try.
He just ends up being tugged onto his back with one arm still holding the pillow to his head.]
What?
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[Seriously, what a butt. It was kind of close enough. Vanitas will let out a sound before he placed his chin on Kimblee's shoulder. Arranging himself to get comfortable against his side.] And you're still are frustrating.
[Like he should talk.] But I still think the same as what I said before.
[Once he's comfortable and he's sure the other won't escape, he's closing his eyes.] I'm going back to sleep.
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[But it's not stopping him from curling his other arm around Vanitas' midsection. He'll let everything go quiet for a minute or two, then he's shifting a bit to rearrange the pillow under his head.
Hm.]
...I have made up my decision more or less. ...I just need you to be patient for a bit longer while I work everything out upstairs. [Mentally, of course.]
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[He mumbled. Even if he thought he was easy enough to understand.
Oh hey! Actual communication on Kimblee's part! Good job, alchemist.]
Normally I don't like being patient. [But this was hardly normal.] I will try.
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[Does he get a sticker for trying?]
I'll wake you in a few hours.
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At least he still wasn't be pressed for answers. Yay for turning the conversation on to Kimblee :D]
Alright. [That covered both thing. His breathing will fall into an even pattern as he let himself drift off.]