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sirenspull_logs2012-08-26 09:51 pm
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I'll look after you
Who: Riku and Aslan.
When: TBD, after this spoiler log.
Where: Out in the darkness.
Summary: Riku runs unknowingly to the one person who can help him.
Warnings: SPOILERS FOR KH3D in both the link and in this log for now. Tread with caution.
[Riku runs like a demon is on his heels into the night. His body is sore, burned, bleeding, and too tired to carry on for much longer, but he runs with no thought to where he's going...only that he needs to get away before Xehanort changes his mind about letting him go. It's a coward's move and every step makes him feel the guilt weighing down on his back like the darkness in his heart, but still he moves. Still, he runs.
He gets to the edge of the agricultural sector and into the beginnings of the woods before he stumbles headlong into the grass, the fall making the injury on his back scorch him with pain. It leaves him dizzy and incapacitated in the darkness, on his side in the soft blades. His breathing is labored and painful for several minutes and then he picks himself up, determined to keep going.
He walks for another five minutes, limbs sluggish, before he drops back down to his knees. He nearly falls forward from the exertion, saved only by his will. Eyes cast around in the darkness for enemies and, finding none, he contents himself to sit there and wait for his second wind.]
When: TBD, after this spoiler log.
Where: Out in the darkness.
Summary: Riku runs unknowingly to the one person who can help him.
Warnings: SPOILERS FOR KH3D in both the link and in this log for now. Tread with caution.
[Riku runs like a demon is on his heels into the night. His body is sore, burned, bleeding, and too tired to carry on for much longer, but he runs with no thought to where he's going...only that he needs to get away before Xehanort changes his mind about letting him go. It's a coward's move and every step makes him feel the guilt weighing down on his back like the darkness in his heart, but still he moves. Still, he runs.
He gets to the edge of the agricultural sector and into the beginnings of the woods before he stumbles headlong into the grass, the fall making the injury on his back scorch him with pain. It leaves him dizzy and incapacitated in the darkness, on his side in the soft blades. His breathing is labored and painful for several minutes and then he picks himself up, determined to keep going.
He walks for another five minutes, limbs sluggish, before he drops back down to his knees. He nearly falls forward from the exertion, saved only by his will. Eyes cast around in the darkness for enemies and, finding none, he contents himself to sit there and wait for his second wind.]