thevoidsdarkhorse | Heart Game (Continued)

Heart Game (Continued)

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[Moving closer then. Stopping close by and holding out her hand, close to his, but not touching first.]

[Also she's thirteen, I CAN USE KID ICONS.]

[Taking it, squeezing firmly with a bit of a smile, an unspoken request for her to close the distance.]

[Just checking bro.]

[And then she's stepping forward and she's....she's kind of tiny. Forever small child. So you get a hug from a small kid.]

[Hey, no complaints here. Mostly a one-armed hug from him with the other holding onto that cube, but he holds her close and firm, an aura of protectiveness around it.

It's hard. He knows he's being such a hypocrite here, and there's a fear that it will color what he passes on. But... just because he can't follow the advice himself doesn't make it any less true.]

I want you to be happy, Roxy. Not just for the sake of it, or to make things get by for the people around you. My hope is that... somehow, with the people you're meeting here, you find your way back to happiness. That you have plenty of chances to smile and enjoy things, while never forgetting the past that's made you how you are. I hope you're loved as much as you choose to love in return... even if you can be plenty stubborn about it. I hope you find the bravery to speak up when you feel overwhelmed or scared. I hope you cherish what you have here.

And... I hope you can keep going. Find ways to heal. Find the ways I... still haven't found myself. You're only a teenager, you know? You have so much life left to live.

...

I don't want to see you ever give up. My wish is that you keep finding your reasons to continue. Find your reasons to smile and laugh and love someone, even if it scares you to pieces.

Until then, I want to be here to help you out whenever you need me.

[As he speaks, Roxy hugs him just a bit tighter, seeming to be taking full advantage of ths hug while she can. Moreover, the longer he speaks, the more the fireflies gathering around them. Particularly around the cube in his hand.]

[She nods against him.]

Why do you want to help? [Not a disbelieving tone. Just a question, a prompt.]

You mean, besides the fact that you're my friend?

[Not a defense, just a teasing clarification.

Also gonna kiss her hair gently. Missed you, Roxy.]

['^']

[She nods.]

Yeah. It...helps make it more real, when I know why you care. And your heart was kinda cheating.

Ouch, harsh.

[Hums a bit against her hair, thinking.]

Well... mostly because you and I are alike. Not completely, but... I know how this can feel. Too much of this. It's miserable, it's lonely, it's absolute, and no amount of nice pats on the back or kind surface words or hopeful idealism can really change the fact that it sticks with you, you know? It's a burden you have to carry, no matter what. And not many people can really understand that. Not without things being... different. That's hard. I know it's hard. It makes being alone seem like the best option, even if it's the one you hate.

I want to help you because I... I know I could have used the help, too. Hell, I probably still could. I can only do so much for myself... but it's important I try for those I love, too.

[And, quieter:]

I don't want to see you as sad and hateful as I was when I was a kid. Hard to break that once it becomes a habit.

Well, it was more ME cheating honestly....

[She listens and the fireflies gather more and more around the cube, making it glow. A gentle, beating warmth and he can feel it, how his feelings flow into the cube. The cube that's such a basic building block of everything, the potential for everything, and it's taking those feelings, making it part of it's whole structure. A literal manifestation of the emotions.]

[There's a flash and the cube has changed. The same blue of his eyes, with an orange border that matches his text.]

Thank you.

You're welcome.

[Clashing colors. How subtly fitting to his personality.

He'll set it down once the color change has finished, pulling away from Roxy to slip her hands into his, still holding them tight.]

...Is there anything else I can do for you here? Anything at all?

[It would have been blue, BUT THEN YOU TEXTED.]

[Also, the Hope symbol? Is now complete. CONGRATS.]

[She's smiling gently, squeezing his hand. She closes her eyes.]

Describe a view you love to see.

[YAY I DID A THING

He grows quiet, thinking for a long moment.]

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A beach of white sand, clear skies... water clear enough to see to the bottom for ages.

[You Amaltheans and your water.]

[There's quiet, a stillness to the air. Then....the world around them chances.]

[It's clear night skies, because the fireflies are still around, as is the pool, Hope symbol, and blocks, but the scene he described is now around them.]

[And Roxy is beaming.] I can create now.

[Hey, hey, this is less waterboner and more sad nostalgia, okay. Which is a little more readable than normal as the atmosphere changes. He hears her, flashes her that smile, though it's all tinted with a hurtful sort of longing.]

You can. It's really something, isn't it...

[She nods and looks at him thoughtfully. She squeezes his hands.]

Did I tell you...what a Rogue of Void can do?

[Shaking his head.]

No. All you've mentioned is that it was a passive role, instead of an active one.

A Rogue of Void is a creator role.

A Rogue steals their aspect for the sake of others. I take the nothingness from things, so they can exist. This room needed to be fixed, because Hope is an aspect of making things a reality, so I needed it to be part of me.

And now I can make things again. I have the base I need to do it.

...Heh.

I'm glad, Roxy. I hope you can keep doing that.

I think I can this time.

[She smiles at him.]

I have a stronger base now than I had before.

And because everyone's worked hard to make it easier to get more pieces.

One day I'm gonna make Heart a reality.

Your charisma's as impressive as ever.

Heart must be further in, right? I don't think I've seen it yet, anyway.

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[She nods.] The next room. I can send you to her and she can send your anywhere, even True Heart.

I understand.

[And yet he hesitates, arms crossed tight as he stares back out at the ocean.]

Though...

...

...You don't mind if I give it another minute, do you?

Edited (typos everywhere tonight oh my god) 2015-02-14 07:26 (UTC)

That's fine.

It's nice to enjoy the scenery with others.

And...remember things?

[A slight nod.]

Yeah.

Sometimes remembering things isn't quite so bad.

[She nods.]

It's important to, I think.

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