Headed back to Animus with new AU point // sample gathering.

[drknss_bnd_lght]

.... [Have a blindfolded older!Ventus, DM. One who looks quiet worried, if not passive.] ...

Uh...Are you sure you wanna take me from that point? I mean, Vanitas was mad enough at Riku to summon it and you know his anger like I do.... But mun... Taking me from there i-isn't the best idea. He'll just blame anyway. A-And what about the blindfold? I'll go blind if you take it!

Um. W-Well taking me from w-when I'm with Namine isn't .. I-I don't know. I... I guess whatever you think is the best.

Won't he be mad if he has to reforge it again, though?

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[drknss_bnd_lght]

N..Namine?

[Have a small smile. Just a small one.]

[chainsrevised]

Yes. It's me...

[She's so shy, even around him. Mainly because she still isn't used to being around other, and yet... she's reaching out wit ha faint smile of her own. Is it... okay to place a hand on his arm? Just to let him know where she is?]

[drknss_bnd_lght]

[If she wants. He'll still have his flinching reaction, but he knows that she's.. not going to hurt him. Maybe. Learned behaviour is extremely hard to unlearn as it is.]

... What...why...? [Questions, how does I do them?? at least it's better than when they first met?]

[chainsrevised]

[That it is. It really, truly is. That's why when her hand hovers just over his forearm, she withdraws it and settles for standing beside him as they speak. She has the same fear, after all.]

Because no one should be alone or left behind. [Much better, and she smiles just a little more.]

[drknss_bnd_lght]

..I guess. but they did. They never... they never came. [Which only makes him hate them more, because if they were his friends, they why did they not make more effort? Why didn't they try harder when he was struggling to get back them?

Because, as Vanitas has said: He's worthless to them and they don't care. He'd 'have died' long ago if not for the 'Unversed King's 'mercies'.

..He might be ignoring the part where he was beaten to a pulp for those attempts, too. >_>]

[chainsrevised]

Did- did they even know where to look-? [Ven was different than she was. He actually had friends, even though he was made to believe that they betrayed him. She had no one--is no one but a shadow that should never have been in the first place.

Just by giving a small glance at the memories in his heart, she can feel the pain in her own chest--pain she shouldn't be able to feel. That deep betrayal, the loneliness she can sympathize with, the hurting...]

I'll stay with you, if you want.

[drknss_bnd_lght]

T... they would have if I was a friend. [So much hurt and despair and betrayal that it's not funny.

The offer startle him, and it shows. Under the blindfold, he blinks.] Uh.. If you want.

[He wouldn't protest if she left, either, but to ask him... He's not really sure what to make of that. Company though... that would be nice.

A short, hesitant nod.]

[chainsrevised]

Are you sure? [Because he doesn't sound like it- not to her, at least. he doesn't see it either, but there's a faint smile crossing her lips before she sits down beside him, the sound of rustling papers meaning that even though she's silent... she's pulling something out.

-and drawing. Drawing what could have been, no... what should have been. Something beautiful, even in an untrained, crayon sketch drawn with shaky hands. It happens every now and then, when her hands seem to have minds of their own that she just can't stop even though it isn't really something she can see until it's-

Until it's completion.]

[drknss_bnd_lght]

[Ventus nods, and just listens to her drawing. While he can't see it, he can picture it after a fashion.

He doesn't know who the people in it are - nor does he care. His minds eye of it might be liney, sketchy - the people faceless, nameless but --] You have a talent.

[chainsrevised]

[A silent flush crosses her cheeks at that one sentence. 'T-talent?'

Looking down at the sketch, seeing their backs turned as they gaze upon the sea of stars...she can't really say as much 'talent' as she can 'sorcery.'] Mm... Thank you, Ven.

[She clutches the sketchbook tightly, gaze falling slightly. This is... all wrong.]

[drknss_bnd_lght]

You're welcome.

[A talent is a talent to Ventus, and he simply settles into silent, mind's eyes playing over the picture.]