[voice//action] [This entry is posted from Sora's journal] Backdated to around 9:00pm on Saturday

[vanityunbcoming]

[The entry opens abruptly, in the very middle of a pained scream. It's trails off into a gasp, before another one starts up. By this time, anyone listening might be able to identify the voice's source.

It's Sora.

Because, you see, Sora did something not so bright, and lost

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[voice/action]

[poppetry]

[ It would be impossible not to recognize that voice. That scream. Even through its incoherency, it slices through her like a knife, burning.

It's Sora. Something has happened to Sora.

For an instant, she is frozen. Paralyzed, as if this is another of her nightmares and she cannot wake up. Then Vanitas's voice breaks through her shock, and ...

... there aren't words for how she feels. It's not just rage, or shock, or fear. It is something beyond these things, beyond the power of simple words to express. ]

Vanitas.

[ She whispers his name, a tiny, pale sound. Of course. Of course... he'd tried to kill Axel, and Ven, and now it was Sora's turn, of course this was a natural progression

[action]

[soracles]

[Xion won't hear any more sounds coming from the journal on Sora's end, save for what sounds like ragged, rapid breathing-- and even though he won't be calling back when she calls his name, he won't be difficult to find. it isn't as if he's going anywhere.]

[Sora must have heard her voice, because once she's approaching he'll start trying to lift his head, trying to look at her but not really seeing anything beyond a hazy gray figure like a small ray of light in the blackening night, and his vision.]

[action]

[poppetry]

[ She finds him. She skids to a halt so sharply she almost topples over, then races to his side once she spots his prone form on the ground, dropping hard to her knees. Instantly she's reaching out, hands fluttering, as if she wants to pull him closer to her, hang onto him, keep him from--

Sora, Sora, this can't be -- he's the best of them, the only one who truly matters, that's how it always has been, and this, he ... he can't-- this just can't--

Half-blinded by hysterical tears, Xion doubles over, reaching out with both hands to grip at his torn and bloodied clothing. God, it's wet, soaked with blood, she can feel it and it makes her flinch like she's been slapped. She whispers one word -- "heal" -- and casts a Curaga, hoping at least to stem the bleeding. ]

[action]

[soracles]

[it does, and there's a brief pause and silence as the Curaga settles and heals what it's capable of reaching. a price that comes with it, however, is an improved inhibition-- Sora had started slipping into a state where he wasn't even able to feel the pain-- and with a few heavy blinks toward somewhere in the distance, his body locks up and he starts screaming again.]

[it seems, though, that he's at least aware that someone's there with him. maybe that's why he's struggling to hold it in.]

[voice]

[flared]

[It's... sort of painful to even listen to that. And when Vanitas speaks it takes a lot for Axel not to be sent into a flurry of anger. Maybe if it didn't already make him almost feel sick.

When Axel speaks his voice is eerily calm, but there's a tenseness to it as well. He just mostly wants to know if Sora is even alive right now.]

What did you do.

[voice]

[vanityunbcoming]

[Axel is difficult to read--one of the hardest people to actually get to, in Vanitas' opinion. But he can detect that tenseness, and knows he's got the upper hand, this time.

Time to poke the hornet's nest. Vanitas' response comes back in a mockingly flippant tone.]

Me, or the twerp?

[voice]

[flared]

You.

[Trying to ignore that, just because he doesn't want to give Vanitas the satisfaction, but it's rather difficult. So clipped response is clipped.]

[voice]

[vanityunbcoming]

I asked him to fight me, he accepted. Simple as that.

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[stilldontgotit]

What did you do, Vanitas?

[All the rage. Can't you hear it?]

[vanityunbcoming]

Gained some upward momentum.

[Yes, yes he can. And it pleases him.]

[stilldontgotit]

Right.

[Grah.]

Where you, Vanitas? I think it's about time we had a rematch.

[vanityunbcoming]

Dunno... I beat you awfully hard last time. I don't think you're up to it, yet.

[action]

[fortune_prince]

[The scream is quite audible from the journal and out in the open since Naoto is currently outside in the plaza. Her heart practically drops when she notices it's Sora's journal and more than likely, his scream. No, no no no no!! She's not going to even waste her time yelling at the person on the other end of the journal, getting to Sora is more important. This person will get a piece of her mind later. Naoto is already off and running in the direction that the scream came from.

That feeling...that same damn feeling is coming back to her. It's the same one that she felt when Souji 'died'. Fear. No-- no, there's no time for that now! He has to be alive. There's no way he's dead.

It only takes a few minutes to get to the hill and the sight of Sora...makes her heart shatter. Even though it's dark, the moonlight is able to show what has happened. She regains the ability to move and runs over to him, falling next to him on her knees]

Sora!!

[action]

[soracles]

[he probably isn't very reassuring when he doesn't stir more than a slight flinch, even when Naoto is right next to him-- he is, however, still breathing, still clinging to life. going down easy? Sora's just not the type.]

[action]

[fortune_prince]

[It isn't very reassuring at all, but the fact that he's still alive is enough to wash away the worry of him being dead. Which she knew he wouldn't be...which is why she wasn't having that mini panic attack. Anyways...

And of course she has no healing abilities, fuck. She's getting pretty tired of that. The only way to get him back is to carry him. Oh boy...how is this going to work out. To carry dead weight...it will be a challenge, but if it needs to be done then so be it.]

Sora...I'm going to get you to the clinic. Don't you dare give up on me. [She carefully takes Sora's arm and puts it over her shoulder, moving her arm to wrap around his back but as it comes in contact with the wet blood, she freezes. It's covering everything...]

[action]

[soracles]

[they have really got to stop meeting like this, otherwise next time Sora sees Naoto she'll have fallen off a cliff or something. that movement was enough to jostle him... sort of awake. awake enough to make a quiet pained sound, to turn his head slightly with a flinch, ball his hand into a fist. otherwise he's just hanging limply in her arms.]

[voice]

[erodingearth]

Looking for other targets now, Vanitas?

[Why Sora? Why attack any of them, for that matter?]

[voice]

[vanityunbcoming]

Not looking; found.

[voice]

[erodingearth]

Why? [It was bad enough when it was just Ven, but now...]

[voice]

[vanityunbcoming]

I already told you, if you were listening.