fortuneprince | 10th Case - [Voice]/[Action]

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10th Case - [Voice]/[Action] - Backdated to June 20th

[Voice]

[There isn't much to hear when the journal first turns on just the wind blowing and the soft rustling of the grass surrounding it. Eventually a familiar voice comes up on the other end of the journal, though it's quiet]

...I'm...alive...[a pause] ...why...?

[Action]

[It's been a few hours since the fight between Naoto and Vanitas ended so it's around evening time now.

If anyone happens to come across Naoto, in the forest to the west of the village, she'll be sitting up and leaning against a tree instead of lying on the ground like she was before. With her body as sore as it is, it's relatively difficult for her to move very far.

The blood staining her left side continues to come from the obvious gash in her shoulder though not as badly as before. She's looking up towards the sky and two nice little bruises can be seen on both sides of her jaw from the pressure Vanitas was applying there to knock her out.

Her hat also seems to be missing, probably blew off while she was out cold. Perhaps you'll find it on the way to her?]

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The battle dome clinic, why do you ask?

Stay there-- er, well you're not going anywhere anyway. [at least, she better not. there's a brief sound of shuffling.]

[W-Wait, is he coming over here or something?? She would totally leave but one, Rise would tear her to shreds if she saw her outside the clinic and two, it would be rude]

Are you...coming here?

'Course I am. Gimme a few minutes, okay?

..Alright. [Can't tell him not to]

[true to his word, though it's more like half an hour instead of a few minutes, Sora shows up at the clinic. he's... looking better, definitely; the wing he'd lost has almost grown back completely, but he does look like he could use at least an extra nap or five.]

[but then, that's just Sora. he offers Naoto a gentle smile as he glances around for somewhere to sit.]

[Since Naoto isn't exactly one to just lay down and stay there, she's sitting up on the bed she had been resting on. She's actually been more concerned about Sora's condition, should he even be out of bed right now? The last thing she wants is to be a burden.

But when he does show up, she relaxes. He looks perfectly fine with the exception of those sleepy eyes. She returns the smile and offers for him to sit next to her on the bed]

[he'll take that invitation almost gratefully, flopping down gently on the edge of the bed. he doesn't look at Naoto at first, he's just fixing his gaze at some stray point on the wall.]

What happened, Naoto? [he's already listened to the other conversations on the way here, but... Sora wants to hear it for himself.]

[Her own gaze falls to the floor once he asks his question. She knew he would ask about it but that doesn't mean she's excited about explaining it]

I couldn't allow Vanitas to walk away from what he did to you without any kind of punishment...so I went after him and fought against him. Obviously I lost.

[a long, almost painful silence. Sora still hasn't turned to look at Naoto, but it isn't because he's angry at her. he's more... mad at himself for being so weak.]

How bad is it? [her injuries, he means, as he finally turns to look at her. his eyes are quiet, and still tired.]

[Right now, she's dead set on the idea that he's upset with her. Rise still is and Souji will soon scold her for what she did, so why not Sora?

Her gaze stays on the floor, even as she moves her arm to her injured shoulder. She can't bring herself to look at him in the eye]

Rise-san was capable of healing a good portion of it...I'm still quite sore though. [Being thrown back against a tree does not do good on the body] I'll be fine.

... As long as you're all right now, then... [Sora shakes his head.]

Just. Naoto, promise me you won't try going after anybody by yourself ever again. We're friends-- right? I'm always here to help you with any fight you need me to fight... Just as long as you're not alone.

[Tough promise to keep since she acts on the first thought that pops into her head]

Yes, we're friends....I promise. [Now turning to look at you Sora] You have to promise me the same. I don't--I don't want to see you like that again...[She's genuinely worried]

[Sora's not much better. it doesn't help that he's easily provoked, either. but he dips his head in a nod, his expression even, even if he still feels those pangs of shame. he hadn't meant to get himself in this mess. for others to get hurt as a result. he can't imagine how Ven must be feeling.]

I promise. You don't have to worry.

Thank you...

[She pauses for a moment then looks down at her hands which are resting in her lap. Her shoulders tremble just a little. No no, don't do this, not now. Deep breathes] A-Are you recovering well?

[if he noticed that tremble, Sora's chosen not to say anything about it.]

Yeah. Almost back to 100 percent. M'still just tired, that's all.

I'm glad to hear that.

[Wasn't he sleeping when they first met?] You can go home to sleep if you'd like. I don't want to keep you from your rest.

[... let's just say there's a reason Kairi's always called him a lazy bum.]

I don't mind keeping you company for a bit! [truth be told though, Sora doesn't have it in him to make the trek back to his house just yet. give him 20 minutes or so.]

[Naoto would probably call him the same.

But she smiles. Being alone isn't one of Naoto's favorite things] Thank you. [ ... ] If you don't mind, may I ask you something?

[he may not deny it. maybe.]

Sure, Naoto. What is it?

[She pauses for a moment, biting her lip]

Do you...know why Vanitas resembles you?

[gosh, the his hands rested on his knees as he sits there look very interesting all of the sudden, falling into a pause of his own.]

I don't know. Pretty sure he does, though.

[It still baffles her that someone so evil looks just like someone so...well good.]

Do you remember meeting Ventus when you were a child? Or even Vanitas?

No... I'd never met either of them before I came here.

[which isn't true, but it's only a lie if you're knowingly telling one. he'd met Ventus twice already, once when he was first born and again four years later-- but Sora barely remembers the voice he reached out to as a kid. mostly just a dim light in his hands and something about needing to sleep.]

I see...And neither of them seem familiar to you at all?

[Maybe he just doesn't remember or something. Memories of one's childhood are easily lost after all. It would help if she had something to jog his memory]

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