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[As far as the eye can see there's only a field of grass with a light wind blowing. It's freezing cold, but the boy laying back to look at the stars doesn't seem to notice. Or, if he does, he's used to it. He's been here for a while, slowly watching them blink out of existence one by one. Each time they do he reaches up, sadness written on his face - in the air around him. He can't stop it, he knows that, but he reaches anyway, trying as hard as he can. As if that will help. It doesn't and as each one slowly winks out, he seems to curl up on himself - bitter, hurt - lonely. It seems like hours, but soon, there's only a handful left.

Ventus shivers, rolling over and curling up - He's alone. He shouldn't have tried. How does he reach the light anyway? He can't. Sitting up, he pulls out the pieces of his wayfinder, face an open book of abandonment and betrayal. Hurt and anger.] ....I wish...

[And flings it away as far and hard as he can, uncaring where they fall.

Overhead, several more stars wink out, the rest shining just that much fainter.] I've never known you if you were just going to abandon me.

{{OOC: ~~Tags returned when I wake up. }}~~

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[That's fine. Kamina knew someone like that too and while it took a few years, some life or death misses and just being a bad-ass to set an example for him, that person's doing just fine right now. ~~In another seven years, he'll even save the universe.~~

So he listens when the story is told, the whole ordeal taking long enough that he's taken a seat a foot or so away as he listens intently to the story. It certainly seemed like he had some work to do... seriously, was everyone in this weird dream world from regular worlds where their spirit and drive were practically beaten out of them? But at least he now had a name for this guy and while he hadn't given his yet, it was progress from his point of view.]

So these guys were like yer family, huh? And yer just givin' up on them cause this bastard tells ya that they've given up on you?

Were. If they cared, they'd have found me. They didn't. [Ventus scowled and crossed his arms in a childish way before looking away, masking, though not every well, the hurt, the pain- the loss. He was like an open book really and the landscape around him reflected that.] They don't matter anymore. But - i-it's ok. I.... I'm happy here.

Vanitas is good to me, so I don-don't need anyone else. [-- Hi rationalising out the trauma. Because like hell Vani's been good to Ventus at all.]

[Oh boy. He'd been looking to avoid using this, but the way Ven was acting was frankly starting to piss him off in no small amounts. It wasn't really the kind of anger that would have warranted an ass-kicking, but just how far this kid let his despair consume him was nothing short of aggravating and the way he was acting was proof that words alone weren't going to get through to him.

So he'll rise from his seat and in one smooth motion, pivot his stance so that he was standing directly in front of the blond. Yeah, Kamina figured he'd be breaking out the same kind of 'encouragement' he reserved for his own little brother at that battle aboard the Dai Gunzan.]

Ventus...

[And then there was the sound of cracking knuckles.]

CLENCH THOSE TEETH!!

[That would be the last outburst the blond would hear before Kamina's fist came rushing for his face at the kind of speed that probably would have sent even Terra sprawling a good dozen or so feet... yet somehow, it wouldn't be a knock out hit. Just enough to really hurt and really jar the victim in the aftermath.

And if that hit went through and it worked as planned, he'd wait just a little bit for the boy to regain his senses before talking.]

[Unfortunately, the only thing that Ventus will be doing is taking that hit and letting it hurt him. It hurts like hell and he shakes his head, whimpering - loudly, tears starting to fall. It's only the start, of that he's sure. What did he do to desrve this punishment? More than likely he wasn't good enough in training. That has to be it. And then he goes and ticks off this dream person..

He's braced for more pain - expecting it, actually even as he pushed himself up from where he landed, hand going to his face to wipe away the tears - to try and hide that fear. It's not like like when Vanitas puts him in his place - that's with a keyblade and Unversed - but it's still just as bad. And he doesn't know what to do or say to avoid more pain, and some part of him says it's useless to even try.

He did something so he needs to face his punishment, not try and worm his way out of it, as that inevitability only makes things worse. So all he can do is just accept his fate. Heh. Even his dreams are like his life right now.

Somewhere along the line, several stars have winked out, the remaining ones growing dimmer and the wind's turned into a biting coldness - almost freezing. While he's not doing it willingly, it's natural for him to try and bury what's left of who he once was. He's just a little toy after all. Something that Vanitas is trying to break - and it seems, at least in this dream, is succeeding.]

[Admittedly, taking that hit was more or less how this method tended to work. And once Ven had been laid to the ground, Kamina couldn't help but to feel a modest pang of guilt. The kid was in bad enough shape already, yet his thoughts were so deadset and locked into this notion in regards to his self-worth and how he connected to the rest of the world itself, that he couldn't think of any other way to break the psychological ice.

So his expression changing just a little, reflecting that odd brand of big-brother understanding, Kamina takes a step over and crouches aside Ventus, his hand settling on the blond's shoulder.]

That clear yer head any now?

[His voice, despite his outburst, is completely calm and cool with a certain audible undertone of concern. He doesn't care if the blow was completely out of left-field, if it hurt too much or if it may have out-raged the recipient. The point of it was to jar the boy's train of thought and since it seemed only modestly effective there, it seemed that it was time for talk again.]

Just cause yer friends couldn't find you didn't mean they gave up. If they're that close to you, they wouldn't have given up. Finding a couple guys in a buncha darkness ain't easy... but the way you said you guys were, they wouldn't give up on you.

[He pauses a moment. Much of what he's about to say is conjecture, even he's uncertain of the truth of things. But he believes in the bond forged between people that brings them close as if they were family. Just as how he always believed in Simon, as he believed in Yoko and then as he believed in the Dai Gurren Dan.]

They're trying. What you gotta do is try too. Every time you get knocked down, you get up. Get up because they're counting on you to do so. Cause let me tell you something; guys like that Vanitas bastard work and hide by crushing spirits! If you let him beat you down like that, then he'll win cause then they'll have nothing to search for!

Y-Yes. [It's automatic and he nods, even though it hurts like hell and he wants to curl up. He does the curling up, though. Sniffing back his tears.]

... ok. [He doesn't believe though - can't - won't. He's only agreeing now because he figures it'll avoid more pain. He's used to being abused, to just agreeing to whatever is said in hopes that maybe he'll be ok.

Ventus, or this Ventus, is not used to having thoughts and opinions aside from what's given to him, ever. ]

[Again, it seems that Ven's found a way to consistently raise Kamina's ire with responses like that. And while that punch hurt, it was meant to be that way. It was meant to give him something else to focus on, even for that moment and now it was getting aggravating that despite that, the blond seemed dead set on letting the rest of existence walk all over him.]

See? Listen to yourself! Don't just accept whatever's given to you! That's why you're like this in the first place!

[He gives the poor boy a moment to digest that.]

Ya don't strike me as the sort that would normally just give so easily. So think about it, feel for it. Does this Vanitas guy have plenty of reason to get you to think yer alone? Wouldn't those friends of yours keep trying to find you -even if their chances were a million to one!?

Low odds still ain't zero, kid. May take awhile, but if you guys were as close as yer story says... they're still trying.

[It's not that he's dead set on it, it's simply been his life - literally all that he's known for the last four months. And he's been isolated to the point of co-dependency on one person for his survival, so he's - to say that he's forgotten how to deal with people is a lie - but he is unsure of himself and to be questioned like, this challenged and have his own opinions demanded out of him... Ven's not even sure his mind isn't playing tricks on him That this isn't a test and it's not really Vanitas talking to him in his sleep.] ....

[A small shrug. It's not that he wants to die, but... He can't see the light. Can't see past his own hurt - his own little cocoon that's been created as a safeguard against more hurt, against more pain, The part of him that's hidden his light down, down and safe where what remains of tattered hope and tattered friendship is safe and untouchable... Even to himself most days.] And yet fighting back only made it worse. And - he's not that bad. Only when I mess up. And, he is helping me get stronger and he cares, in his own way.

[If only for his own gain, not that Ventus is even remotely aware of this.] Hmmm. Maybe, but they left me. I cried and wished for them, but they never came. I don't want them as friends.

... D-Do you still have that trinket? [Odd question, but Ventus wants to get away from the subject of his friends right now.]

[Kamina takes a moment to mentally grumble about the kind of response that the boy gives in reply. It's also about now that he notes that if this Vanitas guy shows up anywhere around here, he'd have to beat the ever-loving-crap out of him. Seeing people in the state Ven was in bugged the daylights out of him. Part of it was a matter of just decency or his own modestly warped sense of compassion. The other part of it was just that he just couldn't wrap his own thoughts around people that lived like that -it just wasn't right by his standards in any way shape or form.

While he had no intent of leaving this dream until he'd at least made some progress on the matter, he figured that for the moment anyway, he could oblige the kid. He did just punch him in the face pretty hard, so it was a modest kinda of recompensation. So he fishes around in his pocket for a moment before retrieving the broken trinket again.]

Yeah, I got it right here. [He gives it another look, remembering from the blond's story of how Aqua crafted it for him.] Last thing ya have to remember 'em by, right? So why'd you toss it

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First Dream

Sorry some of these tags are taking so long. This has been a killer weekend.

<3 it's ok. I'll backtag forever and GDI LJ I THOUGHT I POSTED THIS.

Heh, I know how that is. Don't worry about it.

<3 -- OH GOD KAMINA WHA-WHAT IS THIS IDEFK... /sobbing and laughing so hard here

I've been trying not to break this trick of his out too often, but he needed more than words here.

^__^ Kamina will have to work. :(

He's never been afraid of work

Good. Between him and Ami, Ventus should hopefully get back to himself in dream land. Hopefully. >__

A New Anti-Tragic Pan-Fandom KH Trio? Least anti-tragic while Kamina's there.