| » | - - This isn’t the first time it’s happened. He thought the first to be an easy fix, hadn’t exactly thought himself lucky to have landed on the ground so smoothly back then. Now that the recollection of said previous memory comes to mind, recurring thoughts would translate to the more obviously consequent realization that he probably was.
Is it because I hadn’t been using my keyblade all this time?
Could be.
Hasn’t been long since he awoke. Broke free from the chains of his possession and now all he wants is to look for them. He hasn’t counted the days. Weeks. Months? Or has it been years? Hasn’t spoken to anyone else since then. All he knows is that he has to look for them.
Ven, Aqua… I know you’re out there somewhere.
Maybe he’s just gotta be thankful the portal had actually opened into this world, and so he could enter just before the glider began to malfunction. Staggering forwards in mid-air till the force that seemed to power it had dissipated. ‘Course with Terra jumping out of the glider in mid-air he moves to deactivate it—glider shifting into his weapon, keyblade materializing upon hand till it fades into a bright light. Bracing himself now he’s got little else to do but face the inevitable fall towards the ground. Probably painful, had he been wearing anything else. Not exactly difficult to realize whoever was standing around would inevitably find him as he is now; can’t have expected himself to land quietly when the clanking of his armour colliding with the ground reaches his ears. Terra’s only thankful he’s still wearing it, unharmed as he was though he can’t help but wince underneath his mask all the same. If only because of the possible commotion it might draw from those around him, if there were. Instantly removing his mask now to scan said area, head turning up immediately to the sound of her voice. Oh, but he does get up before eliciting a response.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Not that he knows how long she’s been standing there, but that didn’t matter. Probably means she didn’t see, though. “Could’ve been worse, I think." Releasing a short breath of air, a hand touching his arm till the whole of his armour disappears, revealing the normalcy of his clothing. Now to take care of the more important matters…
"Hey, tell me something. Have you seen anyone with blue hair around here? She has short hair, her name’s Aqua. Also a boy named Ven, with orange spiky hair and he’s about this tall,” making a gesture to show just how tall his friend is, a height just a little below his chest level.
“I… really need to know where they are. I have to know that they’re safe.” Spoken almost with a hint of desperation in his voice. Just how long has it been since they were kept apart?
A person falling out of air suddenly and crashing to the ground wasn’t necessarily weird in any way, shape or form. Except for the fact that it was very unusual and actually very concerning, especially when that person was wearing what appeared to be full armor and had appeared out of a portal straight into the world on what appeared to be a glider that changed into a keyblade. Or at least, that’s what she thought had happened, but something may have been lost somewhere in between the time she watched the person fall and rushed over to make sure that they were alright.
As she approached she stopped a little ways away, watching the man take off his mask and trying to examine the face from afar. There were not very many keyblade wielders that she knew of, and his face was certainly one that was unfamiliar in many ways, but there was something about him that was… similar to someone who she saw once. Perhaps only in a memory, though she couldn’t be sure, and she watched him from afar for a few moments as = he surveyed his surroundings before stepping out of her hiding place.
”Are you okay? That fall didn’t hurt you, did it?”
For all intents and purposes the man appeared to be alright facially, though that was a rather far fall and it did sound like it hurt. Or would have if he were not dressed in full body armor, but all the same she could not help but express concern. And also look on in interest as he tapped a part of his armor on his arm, and suddenly the whole suit seemed to have disappeared. Nothing that she had ever seen before, and her eyebrows raised in surprise at the sudden transition as he was left standing there in what appeared to be his normal clothing and she looked at his face again as he began to speak.
Inquiring after two people apparently, a man and a woman—or a boy and a girl, perhaps—but no one that she knew of in the least. The description that the man gave of the boy, as vague as it was, briefly made her think about Roxas but the name was all wrong and it wasn’t much to go off of to begin with, and as irrational as it was she could not help but feel guilty about her inability to help this man who had an edge of desperation to his voice that was clear as day. They had to have been his friends, two people very precious to him that he had lost at some point, or maybe he had lost his way—but no matter how she looked at it he was searching for them and felt the need to find them.
Yet she could do nothing.
”I’m sorry, I’ve never heard of anyone named Aqua or Ven.” The regret in her voice was clear and true and her eyebrows furrowed as she tried to think harder, tried to think if she had ever seen either of these people in her entire existence but—to no avail. Vague though the descriptions were, she could not even think of a single person that could fit either (other than Roxas, though that was an impossibility for many reasons already) or her hands clasped together as she resisted the urge to apologize once more. After all, apologizing to this man would not help him in the least. ”But I could help you look for them…” an empty offer at most, as there was not much that she could do—they could have been on another world entirely, for all that she knew.
