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onepassingnight2012-05-10 02:52 am
imaginarynumber) wrote in onepassingnight2012-05-10 02:52 am
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[It's heavy, threatening, loud. The sound of waves chaotically sloshing around the open sea and rebelliously assaulting the tiny, wooden boat. The waves bend the small vessel to their will, and it joins the disarray of the waves as it is tossed and thrown into a directionless whirl. This goes on, the same pattern of waves with all the same sounds and sights.
The captain of this ship, however, stays glued to center of the deck. Despite the chaotic, unruly voyage, the invisible physics of this realm keep her held tightly down with her legs folded up like pretzels. She's cradling a small looking glass that extends to be much longer. Hesitantly, the girls lifts it to her eye, looking out on the thin layer of blue that covers the briny deep. Her examination doesn't last long, but she continues to do it in pendulum with the waves. Everything is a cycle, and it goes on for a long, long time before she breaks out.
Long, baggy white pantlegs scream as they transition into strips of black leather held tightly together by the metal zipper between them. It happens on her entire body, like a snake that shed its skin growing a new coat of ebony.]
There was something...[Her voice is soft and careful. Unsure and worrisome. Like hitting the wrong frequency might cause this whole ship to capsize. She speaks only to herself, vocalizing heavy thoughts and emotion.]
Something that I was doing. And I can't...I was supposed to go back...
That's right. Sora...[Becoming aware of her surroundings, the seas seem to shift at her subconscious whim. The waves settle into a gentle, rhythmic lap against the wooden exterior.]
He wanted to build a raft...Explore the sea and all the worlds. [It was a good wish. One the tide loving Xion could easily share herself. But in the wake of the end of her life, it's a bittersweet sensation to watch these tides glisten in the sun.]
Is this his wish? What's become of me now...? Now that...
[A heavy sigh of realization. Although the presence of anything to realize eludes her. Shde doesn't know where she is, why, or what to do.]
I don't understand.
[The girl is lost at sea.]
The captain of this ship, however, stays glued to center of the deck. Despite the chaotic, unruly voyage, the invisible physics of this realm keep her held tightly down with her legs folded up like pretzels. She's cradling a small looking glass that extends to be much longer. Hesitantly, the girls lifts it to her eye, looking out on the thin layer of blue that covers the briny deep. Her examination doesn't last long, but she continues to do it in pendulum with the waves. Everything is a cycle, and it goes on for a long, long time before she breaks out.
Long, baggy white pantlegs scream as they transition into strips of black leather held tightly together by the metal zipper between them. It happens on her entire body, like a snake that shed its skin growing a new coat of ebony.]
There was something...[Her voice is soft and careful. Unsure and worrisome. Like hitting the wrong frequency might cause this whole ship to capsize. She speaks only to herself, vocalizing heavy thoughts and emotion.]
Something that I was doing. And I can't...I was supposed to go back...
That's right. Sora...[Becoming aware of her surroundings, the seas seem to shift at her subconscious whim. The waves settle into a gentle, rhythmic lap against the wooden exterior.]
He wanted to build a raft...Explore the sea and all the worlds. [It was a good wish. One the tide loving Xion could easily share herself. But in the wake of the end of her life, it's a bittersweet sensation to watch these tides glisten in the sun.]
Is this his wish? What's become of me now...? Now that...
[A heavy sigh of realization. Although the presence of anything to realize eludes her. Shde doesn't know where she is, why, or what to do.]
I don't understand.
[The girl is lost at sea.]
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But she can't do it. The air of uncertainty is still too heavy, and she doesn't dare allow her heart to jump to such bright and happy conclusions. No, she's sure of it, that she and Roxas are not supposed to meet again like this. Something has to be wrong. Is she dreaming again?
But there's more pressing matters, like the boy stuck in the water. The best friend stuck in the water.
Having never utilized a lifebuoy, as the monochrome floatation device displayed, she honestly has no clue how to get him from the water up into the boat.
It doesn't make any sense! What's the use if you can't get them onto the boat!?
...That must be why it's called "preserver" and not "saver."
This is really unfortunate.
Xion settles for rolling up her sleeves and leaning her body off the side of the boat, which had no railing and was fairly low to the water. Maybe if she reached her hand far enough...
Huh.
She could swear the distance wasn't this small a moment ago.
Reaching out her black-gloved hand as far as she could, she hoped to grab onto him and somehow pull him up.]
Take my hand!
fsdfisy;; And then I was making icons of Xion's Capture while writing this
Looking up at her, there's a determined glint to his eyes. It's one that falls away though when he finally focuses on her. It's no one he's seen before. Of that he's certain. So then- why does that black hair and those blue eyes seem like... You'll have to forgive him for staring, Xion. He really doesn't mean it. There's just this gut feeling...
He lets it go, however, when his grasp on her fingers starts to slide and he tries to reaffirm it as best as he can. But all the same, he has to wonder if he'll manage to pull her into the water instead, if they'll both end up adrift in open water. He hopes not. Doesn't want to take her down with him. ]