Not Sure You'll Open the Door

[seasaltkeys]

Who: Roxas and you
Status: Open
Where: Everywhere! It's fun with rifts time!
What: Sometimes you've had a rough couple of months. Sometimes you just need a win. Sometimes you try to fight a giant feral hog and fall into a rift. Sometimes finding your way home is a little hard because the rifts like you. Sometimes life be like that.
Warnings: Will be updated if necessary


[It feels like he's been falling for a long time. It's a familiar sensation in a way. He's fallen before, through dark like this. Somewhere he can make out the form of the Boss Hog he was fighting. But it's too far away to do anything about now. Now all he can really do, is fall.]

A - Emerald Hill Zone

[His landing is not the smoothest, and probably a little dangerous since he's in the middle of an empty stretch of road. But when it comes to roads like this, they aren't that empty for long. He spots it out of the corner of his eye, the approaching objects and only makes it off the road in the nick of time as they speed past. He watches several more speed past in wonder until finally, things are quiet once again and it's safe to stand up.

He looks at the road, scrutinizing it.]

Was that...a race?

[He walks back along the road in the opposite direction from where he saw the racers coming from, and eventually the starting line appears. It's a bit confusing, since it's very much not where he was and it's a little hard to re-orient yourself.

But he's here.]

So, do you run it? Or is there a car or something?

Tara-Tam Deepcroft

[Roxas can't say that he likes this place very much.

It's quiet, almost too quiet, and he's seen the shambling corpses of paladins wandering around. He does his best to avoid those. But zombies are better than ghosts at least. Zombies he can do something about. Ghosts...well, it's hard to swing a sword at a ghost, you know?

Exploring this place though, there's a sense of history that Roxas is trying to understand. The Paladins haven't exactly proven themselves to be the nicest people, but this monastery suggests otherwise. That there is a history of honour and goodness and the things they said they stood for. And maybe that bolsters him a little bit.

He finds himself in what might have been a library once, and maybe there's a book or something that will give him more information about this place. But that would require a lot of searching. And it's hard to do that with books and shelves strewn all over.

It's not much, but he can at least start picking the books up, and maybe fixing up that shelf.]


Island Sanctuary

[Sometimes you race, sometimes you explore abandoned monasteries, and sometimes you go pick up rocks in the woods.

But right now, Roxas has a bit of a problem.

Collecting things is easy. It's easy to go into the woods and find things. He's good at that. He's got several good piles of things in this clearing.

The problem is more a physical one. He is just one boy, with two arms, and while he's got a very good attack modifier that doesn't exactly help when you have to carry a pile of stones and a pile of wood back to town.

So he sits on a log, staring at his piles, glaring really, and sighs.]

I should have brought a cart.

Wildcard

[Open to any and all other shenanigans. Roxas is kind of falling through rifts at the moment so he can be anywhere he needs to be. And maybe a Boss Hog will show up as well, who knows? He's also got a camera, if anyone wants to take a selfie for the Eltrut Snaps task. Additional plotting can be done at urbaninja]

Comments

[tenrectricity]

[ surge places a hand on his back pushing him forward as the sirens sound out. ]

Run as fast as ya can, I'll even count.

[ she calls out before mumbling a few numbers under her breath. ]

[seasaltkeys]

[And with that, he's off running. He's got a pretty good pace going for someone who's still not entirely up to speed with what's going on (pun intended). But for now, he'll follow the road.]

[tenrectricity]

[ there are actual other contestants that's taking part in this race, so it's not like roxas is alone. some are already heaving as they run, attempting to catch their breath, and a few others are trying to push themselves past the boy to attempt to take the lead.

an older guy manages to catch up to roxas, sizing the boy up before speaking up. "this ain't no race for you kid. let the adults win."

whatever the winning reward is, this guy seems to be going this mental direction in hopes roxas will give up. ]

[seasaltkeys]

[The thing is, that is probably the exact wrong thing to say to Roxas.]

Yeah right. You'll have to beat me first!

[And he starts to run a little bit faster. If this is the kind of race it is, he's ready.]

[tenrectricity]

[ the man doesn't think so, roxas, instead, he'll extend one hand trying to try and grab him. a strong breeze comes by as well as a tingling sensation against their skin that causes the man to startle. he stumbles a little bit, tripping over his own ankles as the man falls down to the ground, but his long body reaches to grip the boy's leg hoping to bring him down. ]

[seasaltkeys]

[Not this time, and Roxas pulls a quick Reversal move, sliding around the man's reaching hand to get behind him.

And since it's that kind of race, he'll give him a kick for good measure.]

Give it up!

[tenrectricity]

[ it's difficult, but as he tries to get up from where he's fallen only to be kicked back down, the man growls underneath his breath with a glare. what's that boy's problem, who does he think he is? this isn't fun and games, this is a race, there's something to be won, and roxas stands in his way.

there's another attempt to try and get up, his eyes trying to follow the youth, he thinks that he has one of those fancy smancy spells that allowed for that.

a cheater is what he is!!

"you'll regret that..."

he waits for roxas to make some distance before the guy gets up, dusting himself off, and walking off of the racetrack. even with the finish line in sight, the man appears to take his leave, there's another race he should look into. ]

[seasaltkeys]

[It is a race, and Roxas does take competitions seriously, so he'll probably try to apologize once the race is over. He's just that kind of guy. But for now, that's the way it goes, and he continues on.

After all, he can see the finish line and starts to speed up.]

[tenrectricity]

[ now when he gets to the finish line, he'll see that one tenrec from awhile ago... already there. ]

Why are you so slow! I was waitin' forever.

[ tapping her foot against the ground, she walks over to roxas with an annoyed expression, but at least he finally made it past the finish... ]

[seasaltkeys]

[Well that hardly seems fair. Roxas huffs.]

Some guy on the track tried to slow me down. Threw me off.

[tenrectricity]

[ totally fair, don't worry. he must have felt her when she dashed by! ]

Oh, I saw that guy! Old, bald guy, I messed with'em a bit, but he still got you fucked up?

[ amazing... ]

[seasaltkeys]

Nah, he tried, but I got around him. And then kicked him.

[Yeah, he should probably apologize.]

What did you do?

[tenrectricity]

Oh, y'know! Just dashed by and all, probably couldn't take it. But... that guy was kinda weird.

[ did roxas notice that or was it her? ]

As I was hangin' back, I saw three other guys point at him, and they had like a... bag. Pretty big one, like... As big as you?

[ she thinks. ]

[seasaltkeys]

[Weird in the sense that he seemed to want to target Roxas.]

Yeah? I don't know if I saw anything like that.

But. That doesn't sound good.

Doesn't sound like anything you'd need for racing.

[His brow furrows in thought.]

[tenrectricity]

Ya think so?

[ she thought so too. ]

Why don't we test what they were up to. You walk around, brag about gettin' to the finish line, and we'll see if they come around.

[ besides, now that she looks, she doesn't see that guy having finished either. surge lifts one hand to block the sun's rays, looking back at the few people who do manage to get by.

that one guy? not among them. ]

[seasaltkeys]

Yeah.

[Sus behaviour is sus behaviour.]

I...I guess...I could do that. But, you're gonna have my back, right?

I'm not being set up to get kidnapped?

[tenrectricity]

Get real, kid.

[ surge pinches her nose before exhaling. ]

Duh! You are! And when they try to getcha, I'm gunna beat the shit outta them.

[ there's bravado in her actions, confident in the way she speaks as though it's so obvious. ]

I got ya back as long as you don't mind the blood.

[seasaltkeys]

I don't mind blood.

[He sighs.]

I just had to check. I've already been kidnapped recently. I don't want it to happen again.

[It's still tough, referring to recent events.]

Just had to make sure it was going to be fake.

[tenrectricity]

I don't see what's so good about kidnappin' you, but...

[ maybe he has something they're interested in? surge walks over to him, punching his stomach (not too hard, but she is rough). ]

'Sides, we can't let people like that walk if they're doin' shit like that, y'know?

[seasaltkeys]

Think I just happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.

[He has more to say on the subject but that goes away immediately as he doubles over in surprise and a little bit of pain.]

What was that for?!

[tenrectricity]

It's to show I'm not gunna send you to the wolves alone.

[ you know, like she's trying to ... help! if the other doesn't understand, that's on him. ]

You just have to look vulnerable.

[seasaltkeys]

I can do that! You didn't have to punch me!

[But he'll play it up a bit, dropping to his knees.

Which might suggest a bit of trust.]

[tenrectricity]

I hope you're quick, because as soon as I jump in... it might get messy.

[ whatever that means, surge doesn't elaborate as she's already walking away from where the other is.

rather than leave him completely, she's going to wander into the nearby group of trees so she can climb up and watch him from a branch.

... she's green enough. ]

[seasaltkeys]

[Well, whether he likes it or not, the plan seems to be in action. So he stays down, trying not to look too alert.

Hopefully it draws some attention.]

[tenrectricity]

[ it could have been a fluke, something that tends to happen around here because maybe the other isn't what they want. from the look of him, and how he complains, he's hardly sturdy to be used for labor... and can he even fight? many questions on surge's mind as she yawns in the tree watching over him.

even as fifteen minutes pass by, she thinks of telling him that maybe he isn't the ideal victim until she notes a bit of movement in the distance. squinting, it's the one guy she noticed the other racing against before, but those two people she had seen by herself are nowhere to be found.

"hey kid, i think we got off on the wrong foot. i wanted to praise you on your victory." ]