Second Adventure // Hundred Acre Wood

[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

Oh bother. Seems as if you've lost your way.

You've been meandering as 'whatever-you-are's tend to do quite often, if only because 'whatever-you-ares' are very good at meandering.

But perhaps it might have been better to do what 'whatever-you-are's do best some other time, since you are actually searching for a very specific somebody! They most certainly will help you today, you think. Help you find some hunny, or track down those dastardly heffalumps and woozles. Perhaps to help tend your garden, or build your house which will just fall over anyway. It always does. And maybe in the future, you'll need them to fetch you from that tree when you'll be blown into by a blustery wind on a blustery day!

Either way, you'll hear the pitter patter of footsteps approach from behind, perhaps a stranger, or perhaps a very good friend.

And when you turn, this maybe-friend-or-perhaps-stranger greets you!

Sora offers a hand. "There you are!" And a warm smile. "You ready?"




[ooc: Oh dear- you've been turned into a stuffed animal/person/creature in the Hundred Acre wood. But have no fear, whatever flight of fancy strikes you, Sora's here to help and protect! Action tags or prose, you can know you're dreaming or remain oblivious, have Sora take you on a misadventure, or take Sora on one of yours! Have fun and be as creative as you want - after all, it's what 'whatever-you-are's are best at. ]

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[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

[Of course it is. Today's your special day, didn't you know?]

You're just the little guy I've been looking for.

[Sora just kneels beside the small stuffed shadow and reaches out to take its hand before he stands.]

If we hold hands, we'll stick together easier. Sound good?

[reverse-destiny.livejournal.com]

[...Sora's been looking for him? Well, it's not like he's really doing anything. So he'll quietly twine his plush claws around Sora's hand.]

[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

[Perfect. When the little shadow's fingers curl around his hand, sora gets right back up to his feet. He takes one tentative step, and then another, just to make sure his pace is enough for the little shadow to keep up with.]

You know... I can't help feeling like we've met before.

[reverse-destiny.livejournal.com]

We have. I'm Sora, too.
[...But his voice is much higher pitched than when they last met. On another note, the pace is perfectly fine, even if Darkra is finding himself waddling along.]

[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

Really? [He remembers meeting another Sora before, but he looked a little different.] Nice to see you again, Sora.

Hmmm... might get kinda confusing having two Soras. How's about we think up some nicknames while we walk?

[reverse-destiny.livejournal.com]

...Okay.

[Nicknames? What're those? His lack of social interaction the past nine years has taken its toll, it seems, as he toddles next to Sora quietly. Finally...]

...What's a nickname?

[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

Oh- A nickname's something you give a friend. Something you call them by that they like or you like. Or maybe it says something about them. Or maybe just because it's funny.

Friends use nicknames all the time.

[reverse-destiny.livejournal.com]

I've never had a nickname.

[It's a strange concept. He's never really had friends before, either, now that he thinks about it.]

...Never had friends, either.

[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

[A moment of quiet. He even slows to a stop for a moment, gazing down at Sora in surprise.]

Never had friends? Not even one?

[reverse-destiny.livejournal.com]

...When I was little. But that was awhile ago.

[Nine years, in fact. Though, Ami and Roxas are friends, right? No, no, they're more like... That family you read about, even though family isn't really as pretty as books make it out to be.]

1/2

[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

[A moment of sadness crosses his expression. Everybody deserves to have friends... It must be so lonely without them.]

2/2

[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

[But then he nods to himself with a firm resolve.]

How about this: you and me, we'll be friends.

We'll even give each other nicknames and everything.

[reverse-destiny.livejournal.com]

...Okay.

[It's strange, and he finds himself somewhat panicking. He can't remember what it's like to have friends. It's foreign, and something in his chest is quivering with both fear and excitement.]

Then... What'll my nickname be?

[...Maybe then he can get an idea of how this works.]

[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

First you gotta tell me about yourself. The things you like, the dreams you have, the things you've seen. Anything at all.

[That's not just how you get nicknames, that's how you make friends too.]

I get to know you, and you get to know me.

[reverse-destiny.livejournal.com]

[That's where Darkra falters. Things he's seen and done? Dreams he has? Is he even allowed dreams now that he's--? But he doesn't say a word, just quietly nods before remaining silent a few minutes.]

I don't think you'd like me if I told you that stuff.

SORRY FOR THE EDITING

[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

[He stops and kneels so he's eye level.] Hey, come on now, what makes you think that? We don't have to be perfect, or have everything in common to be pals, you know.

IT'S OKAY.

[reverse-destiny.livejournal.com]

...I've hurt people. Destroyed worlds.

[It's true, too. He'd been the one to end lives, cause pain, rip families apart. So maybe he doesn't deserve friends.]