keychained | Re: 005; text

[even though Sora always has, and always will believe his mantra that there is no such thing as never seeing a friend again-- enough so that it's a sentiment he's willing to share with the rest of the network-- some days and some unexpected goodbyes are just plain harder than others.]

[it's part of the reason why it's well into the afternoon and he's still in his pajamas, and on and off beneath the covers and staring off some distance, lost in thought. Sora had managed to keep to himself for most of last week, and has made a point not to not bring up any behavior he might have witnessed with Riku, but... now that it's all worn off, he just feels miserable. too many people to miss. thinking about how Kairi isn't here is an intrusive thought he can't seem to really shake, either.]

[still, unkempt as Sora is today, he still manages to arrive at one conclusion that... takes the edge off, at least: it's all right to be sad. it's all right to hurt, especially when you lose someone that means the worlds to you, even if it's been a while... but now's a good reminder as any that there are still people here that he loves, and needs to stay with. meeting the rest again will happen when the time is right. right?]

[to that end, everyone Sora has ever spoken with, even if it was just once or twice, and... well, even if they didn't speak on very pleasant terms, might find a text message popping onto their 'gears:]

Are you still here?

Hi.

[bonus private text to Heather Mason]

Heather? We need to talk.

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_{[The unbearable cynic in Heather is fairly certain that nothing as innocent and magical as the creatures from Sora's life-- the ones that Heather knows as childhood cartoons, could ever enter a world like hers. Maybe that's for the best. ... But just for a MOMENT... she'll go along. She wants to hang onto this. Just for a bit...]}

yeah?

maybe you can come visit me in maine someday.

_{[Maine, with all the weirdos and seafood.]}

I don't have to be the only one traveling! That's what I want to figure out-- I want a way for anybody to be able to see anybody, wherever they are.

_{[Wouldn't that be nice... not just to see each other. But to have a real, fail-safe escape from her own. One where she wouldn't constantly have to worry about being sent back.]}

How do you do it?

You have to have a special kind of material. All you'd have to do is find it and build a ship with it.

what kind of material?

They're called Gummi blocks.

Not candy, though. They taste more like rubber bands.

_{[... Gummi blocks?]}

Sorry Sora...

I don't think there's anything like that in my world

[really, he understands the thought is futile probably as well as she does, but hanging on to that one tiny glimmer of hope is what's keeping him from breaking down completely. even if it is irrational at times.]

[and Sora's only ever had one true instance where he was ready to give up- his current line of thinking starts to make sense when one considers that he started giving up when he was left entirely alone, without his friends.]

I know, but there is on my world. I'll come find you, OK Heather? And you can go wherever you want from there.

_{[Sora why are you all the way somewhere other than where Heather is. Come here. :c]}

okay

I'll keep a light on in the window for you.

_{[She doesn't have his hope. She can't. Not after everything. But it feels good to pretend.]}

[he really could use a big sister hug :C ]

And a sign of some kind too, right?

Edited 2012-03-04 21:28 (UTC)

_{[And she could use a little bro hug, too. No better way to reassure yourself that someone is still there than to be able to put your arms around them.]}

a big one with glitter and all caps letters

I'm counting on you, Heather. Don't let me down!

hey, you know me

would I ever?

Never. You're one of my best friends.

[by the way, when Heather encounters a giant screeching Metal Chocobo in a few days, she'll find a lumpy package with one of these, though a wee bit misshapen. he's not as good at making them as Kairi is.]

right back atcha, squirt.

_{[It might sound casual, but she means it with every ounce of sincerity in her body.]

[... And you can bet that the next time they talk, she'll be wearing that. Hell she'll probably wear it from now on.]}

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[Text] sora you sweetheart. ;-;