onepassingnight | oo1｡ watching, waiting for something

[ A city seemingly consumed by shadows, sparse light only provided from empty buildings and the occasional street lamp, unless one counts the neon lights that line some of the edges of said empty buildings. There are some piles of rubble, blocking a number of the streets and the only way around them is through the alleyways that contain even darker shadows that than the whole city itself. The sole reason for the shadows overtaking the city- a bright moon in the shape of a heart lighting the sky, partially blocked by a towering skyscraper that seems to be in the center of the city, shining like some sort of beacon for all to head towards.

And at the base of it stands a lone person dressed in a black coat with their hood drawn, not moving for the moment.

Perhaps the reason for said coat is the block out the rain that's falling, a harsh wind blowing once in awhile in tandem with the thoughts going through said person's mind. Or perhaps it holds another purpose. Whatever the reason, he doesn't seem to be moving from his spot anytime soon, gaze turned upward to the sky and possibly looking at the heart shaped moon. Or maybe the castle that can be barely seen at this vantage point.

But if one could see into his thoughts, questions whirl in almost chaos, unrest there as he tries to piece a puzzle together despite all the pieces not being there. Fragments are missing and he can only do so much before needing to go off and find the rest of them. But will this place offer said answers?

Why?

What's going on?

How did it get to be like this?

Where's Sora?

He doesn't know but he's hoping that it will.

Because he's tired of not knowing, of being left in the dark. He wants to know and he won't stop until he figures everything out.

First step is always the hardest though. ]

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[There is someone standing on the very top of that skyscraper - he has been waiting for this confrontation, for this very moment.

He has anticipating it for days now.

This is where he cannot fail, because his best friend is waiting, and this Nobody that might be his (might be; Riku isn't sure yet) is the Key to awaken him.

...Or so DiZ said.

He will confirm it first. This is why he is here. This is why he is waiting.

Because this is where their all fate - Sora's, Roxas' and his own - would be decided.]

[ Standing here in the rain and at the base of the skyscraper, he's not sure what to expect to happen, not exactly sure what it is he's looking for. But he's here for a reason, isn't he? Why else would he return to this very spot.

But the wait makes him impatient, the questions still whirling in his head and being reflected by the rain, making it feel as if a typhoon is going through the Dark City. He'd been impatient before though, and look where that landed him- stuck in a simulated world with his memories of the past blocked off. So maybe that's why he's just standing here, watching and waiting.

Suddenly though, he feels like he's not alone anymore, that someone's here with him.

Following his instinct, Roxas looks up, eyes squinting to see what it is that's making him feel this way. A sense of deja vu washes over him when he sees a dark figure at the top, just like before, but the main difference is that he doesn't have his Keyblades out and there are no Heartless surrounding him. Otherwise it feels exactly the same as that time.

His fist clenches at the remembrance of his defeat and capture. If they are to fight again right here, he won't be the one knocked down and laying on his back. He'd be sure to be the one still standing.

In a flash of light, Oathkeeper appears in his hand and he raises it, pointing towards the figure at the top. ]

[Riku stares down at the figure below; he can hear his heart beating faster in grim anticipation - he has known that this confrontation would come for a while now.

He has been considering the possible outcomes for just as long, and the only thing he knows for sure is that he cannot allow the other to pass this point.

Riku lifts his right hand, black mist gathering and crackling under his fingertips as Soul Eater reforms, meeting the issued challenge.

He is not going to back down.]

[ The urge to call out Oblivion gets stronger when he sees the other summon his weapon, but he resists this time, preparing himself for a possible fight.

He doesn't know what the other's intention is this time, having already gone through this process and captured him for their means. For the time when Sora is ready to be brought back. For him to fade away from existence.

Either way, he won't lose and as he jumps up, running along the side of the skyscraper just like from a time before, there's only one thought echoing in his mind.

I won't lose. Not this time. ]

[It doesn't take much thought to step forward and let himself fall over the edge, blade held in front of him, ready to block and defend.

He won't lose. He can't effort to.]

[ Flashbacks of a time before, a reflection of what's already happened compared to what's happening now; however, Roxas doesn't just give the other a passing glance as he races to the top of the building like the last time. He's not wondering who this person is, or more like trying to remember where he's seen this guy before, why he feels so familiar and yet not at the same time. Because this time he knows all too well.

He pulls his arm back and thrusting forward to meet against the other, eyes unseen narrowing and jaw clenching tightly. ]

You again.

[ The words almost a whisper but it carries. ]

[Riku only focuses on what's before him; his grip around Soul Eater tightening as he pulls it up to meet Oathkeeper, putting his weight and the speed of his fall into the blow.

He presses his lips together, but doesn't reply - seems like he wasn't quite as careful as he had thought himself to be. It doesn't matter anymore now though.

Not if he can stop the other here.]

[ With Riku having the momentum, Roxas can't hold this stance for too long, using as much strength as he can muster to throw the other off of him before letting gravity do its work. He flips mid-air to ensure that he lands on his feet and not his face. There's no way he can mess up right now.

He looks to wherever Riku is, the scowl on is face yet still hidden from view. ]

What do you want this time.

[ He's done being dragged along by some invisible rope, being told to do without having any answers given to him. ]

oo1｡ watching, waiting for something

So laaate, I hope you don't mind. orz

not at all! \o\ <3

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