"They're somewhere." Ventus shoots back. Certainly they aren't far. Ven had sort of smashed this place up, and Terra had that glider, and Eraqus probably did to. It wasn't very good odds for going on foot.
"I'll do the talking, if you're gonna be stupid about it." Ventus groans, rubbing his face a little. He'll figure out how to convince Aqua to let them out of here, if you're so fucking complicated. For a second, he's confused about how exactly he's supposed to put the torch out but...good old Aero comes in again, blowing it out in half a second. Best spell. Best. He only hopes Vanitas has a plan to relight it later.
The dark takes a second for his eyes to adjust, which is a small mercy because Ventus blinks to see the end of vanitas melting into shadow in what can only be described as some sort of horrifying hallucination. Then he blinks again and Vanitas is back, gasping onto the door and looking worse then ever.
"W-what was that." Ventus took a step back, gripping the torch tightly. The connection between the two sears like a live wire as Ventus feels paranoia eat at it. What was that? Darkness? It couldn't be that, could it? Darkness was evil and cruel and tore you away from what you loved and made you different and....
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Date: 2020-09-09 08:28 am (UTC)"I'll do the talking, if you're gonna be stupid about it." Ventus groans, rubbing his face a little. He'll figure out how to convince Aqua to let them out of here, if you're so fucking complicated. For a second, he's confused about how exactly he's supposed to put the torch out but...good old Aero comes in again, blowing it out in half a second. Best spell. Best. He only hopes Vanitas has a plan to relight it later.
The dark takes a second for his eyes to adjust, which is a small mercy because Ventus blinks to see the end of vanitas melting into shadow in what can only be described as some sort of horrifying hallucination. Then he blinks again and Vanitas is back, gasping onto the door and looking worse then ever.
"W-what was that." Ventus took a step back, gripping the torch tightly. The connection between the two sears like a live wire as Ventus feels paranoia eat at it. What was that? Darkness? It couldn't be that, could it? Darkness was evil and cruel and tore you away from what you loved and made you different and....
oh no...