caughtinanetwork | 12 ⊙ dream

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solf j. kimblee

12 ⊙ dream | Rising Sun, 1908

_{[If anyone were to wander into this particular dream, they would be greeted by what appears to be a desert town. While it may have been pristine and exotic in the past, now it resembled a battlefield. Many of the buildings that once stood proud in the city were now in varying degrees of ruin, and quite a few streets left much to be desired. Not only that, but there were the bodies. If they were to explore, they'd come across a number of them--maybe it was a small handful, maybe there were dozens but regardless of the number it's obvious that there's a higher goal in mind than quashing a rebellion.

Soon enough, a relatively clear street comes into view with a small group of Ishvalans below staring up at something--no, someone. Closer inspection reveals that it's not just anyone--most Amestrians wouldn't be running around with half of their uniform off, let alone standing where a sniper could easily pick him off. At first it seems like Kimblee will walk away--surely he would what with being outnumbered, right? ...No. He's moving. Is he going to surrender? ...Not likely.]}

A soldier--?

A transmutation circle... A State Alchemist?!"

_{[Bingo.

There's a glint of red in the sunlight as he places something between his teeth, then he's clapping his hands together to create a brilliant crackle of red light that trails down the side of the building and into the streets beneath their feet.

And then everything explodes with a deafening roar. Rubble flies and smoke billows out between the buildings and... Oh dear. All of that just with one shot.

It's silent for a few seconds, and then a maddening shriek comes from Kimblee as he dissolves into laughter, his arms outstretched before the ruined street.]}

WONDERFUL! It's magnificent! This Philosopher's Stone--! _{[Kimblee no what are you

Kimblee. Kimblee don't flop down on your back.

Kimblee. Get up.

Stop cackling like a madman where someone can easily see you. Stop it.

...Then Kimblee jerks out of his sleep far too soon for his liking.. He makes a small hum as he turns over to stare up at the ceiling with a bit of a disappointed look. It always ends just as things start to get good.]}

_{[ooc; just mark in the subject line if it's dream interaction or after he's awake!]}

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_{[And have a nice little display of the arrays on his palms.]}

I used to be a human weapon, Roxas. While these circles can perform mundane transmutations, their true purpose lies in explosives. It's not as flashy as Mustang's alchemy, but I'm very happy with how far they've come since I was your age.

...Though I'm inclined to agree with you. It's stupid, but at the same time it was to protect the rest of the country. The way things were there were already massive casualties on both sides over a period of seven years. When others like myself were called in, things were wrapped up fairly quickly--I'd say within a matter of months?

[Roxas shakes his head.]

I mean the whole thing. Ordering somebody, anybody, to be killed. Seven years of that... [He has a hard time imagining seven years of anything.] They'll never be anything to anybody, except memories. And- maybe just memories like yours.

...it's a waste, isn't it? Is that how you protect anybody?

But they're still something. Even with the small handful that survived the campaign, they continue to live within the spirit of their people and, like you said, in the memories of others. I haven't forgotten a single person who died in that war and it's been nearly ten years since I was there.

A waste of abilities, life or both?

Both, I guess.

Living in somebody's memories- isn't really that much.

They say a man dies twice; once when he stops breathing, and again when he's forgotten.

It may not be much to some, but to others it can mean the entire world. ...Of course that doesn't mean I like it anymore than you do, it's just how life is.

Maybe I just don't get why it has to be.

Ignorance is bliss, isn't it? Though it's probably for the better. War can have some rather vulgar points.

...yeah, I guess so.

Sometimes I wish I could have that innocence back.

_{[A beat.]}

I do hope this hasn't altered your opinion of me in a drastic way, Roxas. I rather enjoy speaking to you, so I'd hate to have our relationship damaged because of my actions in the past.

Well- it's not like you've been going around blowing people up. And ten years is a long time.

_{[ROXAS IF ONLY YOU KNEW...]}

If I was, I think the entire city would have known by now. ...But yes, it is. I've had plenty of time to think over some of my actions.

[Kimblee what are you doing behind his back ~~besides Vani~~.]

Of course, that doesn't meany you'd do things any different.

_{[Totally feeding a critter from his world. Whoops.]}

I wouldn't risk being slapped with a court martial. ...What would you do if you were there?

[Well, that critter might eat him if he didn't...?]

Me?

...I'm not sure I would be.

_{[....Well it's happened before.]}

Hypothetically.

I mean I'd leave.

_[Hmm.]

...I see.

_{[Gosh Roxas, he can see why Vanitas has such a weird... Thing going on with you and some other people. Best work ethic.]}

Because of having to kill people, because you don't understand the point of it, or both? I'm simply trying to understand, so you'll have to forgive me.

They- kind of go together. I don't think I could ever kill someone without a really personal reason. War's not personal.

[He wished he had a snack with him to full enjoy watching Kimblee struggle. Wasn't sure if the other would like crumbs in his bed.

After a while though, he'll prove to the alchemist just how mature he can be! Vanitas decided that was enough attention to his... half clone Nobody thing and will sprawl out across the bed to rest his arms and his on Kimblee's legs. He could just imagine the questions or conversation they would have if he showed up on the feed.

And he'll give a look to Kimblee that would be warning enough before biting him on the leg. Chomp.]

That's a shame. I'm sure you'd--

_{[He pauses to look down at Vanitas with a brow raised before he turns his attention back to Roxas.]}

Ah--As I was saying, I'm sure you'd be a fine soldier.

_{[And right as he finishes the last word, Kimblee jerks and suddenly he's grabbing at a discarded pillow to hit something with it. Sorry Roxas, he's going after the pest for a second. Look at this healthy friendship.]}

What in the world was that for?!

I really- wouldn't.

[He did kind of walk out on the Organization and get branded a traitor and all.

His reply is a little distracted though, because what is going on over there?]

...is- Vanitas there?

[After the "pest" was hit with a pillow and he heard his name on the feed, Vanitas starts to laugh]

Just for. [He might explain later. Maybe.

Snagging the pillow to place it under his head.] Isn't it past your bed time, Blondie?

Don't make me hit you with the other pillow, Vanitas.

_{[Roxas look what he has to put up with.

His life, his choices. He can't even sleep in peace anymore.]}

He has an interesting habit of crawling into my bed for unknown reasons.

Sleeping seems like a bad idea right now.

[Torn between surprised and... kind of amused. Especially with Kimblee's threat. Are they going to disover pillow fights?]

And you're still letting him move in.

[He's regretting admitting that much to Roxas already.

Narrowing his eyes at Kimblee. Shush.]

It wasn't occupied earlier. [A pillow fight might happen, but it wouldn't be friendly.]

I wouldn't mind lending a helping hand if you need to get shut eye, Roxas. [As in he'll probably knock you out with his keyblade.]

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Action; He is five years old

best five year old

vani you have to learn to deal with having younger siblings

nope don't wanna and realized a word is missing. whoops

vani this is why you're adopted

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