gy, week 5, wednesday (terra, post-mission)

[doublesmall]

[we'll just assume chuuya gave him a room to come to, in their weird underground hotel here; he's already here and waiting for terra, having spent some time beforehand making sure to sweep the room for anyone invisible. chuuya doesn't trust izaya even slightly, he's not risking any surprises.]

Hey. Thanks for the help, earlier.

[the book they found is on the nightstand, actually-- chuuya has yet to dispose of it.]

I actually had a couple questions, if you don't mind me asking; not sure if you'll be able to answer, but you seem easier to talk to than some of your... coworkers.

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[darkearth]

You lost it. [It doesn't seem to be a question, but Chuuya can disagree.] For your fee.

I'm sorry. That we didn't give up anything this time. [In the end... maybe it's not so bad losing something. Maybe.] I did in my last game. The Light... it was gone.

I didn't feel like I use to feel. About anyone. I was afraid of being erased. It was like a Mastery Exam. I was afraid of losing again, of not becoming a Keyblade Master.

So all I had was Darkness.

And I wanted to get rid of the ones erasing us because nothing else mattered except winning. Like others here think. That's why... I didn't want it to happen. I made that mistake already.

[His smile is reassuring.]

Don't worry. We'll help them help everyone get a second chance. When we do, you'll get your Light back. You'll remember what's most important to you.

[doublesmall]

-maybe I did. I couldn't tell you. All I know is that I don't know why I did the shit I did when I was alive-- but I remember what it was.

[he pauses for just a moment, there.]

Even if there's something like that for me to get back... you know you're trying to give second chances to people like me too, don't you? I told you: I killed because it's what I do. I've been doing it my whole life-- I didn't have a life before that. If I had anything like your Light, it sure as hell never stopped me from doing my job.

And if I get a second chance, I'm going to go back and do my job. You'll be letting me live so that I can keep killing. Do you still want to do it, even knowing that?

[darkearth]

[Terra's pause is longer than Chuuya's. A frown eases onto his face, and he looks down, brows pulling together. It's tough for him apparently, just going by the look on his face.

Finally, he looks back up.] If I were there, I would try to stop you. I know there will be someone there to try to stop you anyway. Maybe not then, but there will be someone full of Light who will fight for others' Light. There's always someone.

Like me. Like Ven. Like Aqua.

I don't know if there's a chance I'll go back. It may be too late. But if I do, there's someone I have to kill, too. Xehanort. So I don't think I can judge you here. About whether you deserve a second chance.

No matter who you are, you deserve a second chance. [Didn't he? To make things right. The things he had ruined.] Maybe you'll change your mind if you get it. The people you kill... they deserve a second chance, too.

That's why we're playing, right? That's why it's so hard. Maybe the Composer wants us to try again.

[doublesmall]

I don't know if I'm the kind of person who can do anything else, but if thinking that helps...

[chuuya shrugs a shoulder, with a vague wave of one hand.]

Eh, well, we'll see what happens later.

[he's sure they'd have to have gotten to him a long time ago. maybe there was a chance when he was fifteen, but his path was set even then.]

If you do end up getting to go back though-- what are you gonna do after you kill that guy, huh? Just go back to whatever you were doing before you died?

[darkearth]

[The thought brings the hint of a wry smile to his face. He wonders if it'd even be worth it to go back. That's what he had said, isn't it? "It may be too late for me." Xehanort had stolen his body, and initially, he had been afraid. But something told him not to be.

Even without his body, he still had his heart. He rallied. A Lingering Will. No body doesn't mean he couldn't fight.] I told the Composer I would take their place if I had to do it.

But now... [He looks off, face pinching briefly, then softening with resolution.] I think I've changed my mind. You helped me remember. What I'd do when I got back, after we stop Xehanort.

[He looks back at Chuuya, smiling again.]

My friends... I'm going to see my friends again. Aqua and Ven.

And I'm going to retake the Mastery Exam. This time, I won't fail. I'm not going to be afraid. I'll become a Keyblade Master, and I'll protect all the hearts in every world.

Just like I want to protect the ones here.

[doublesmall]

[chuuya... isn't sure what he wants to say for a few moments, mouth twisting slightly as if there's something unpleasant about it. he's not used to this. he isn't the type who usually prompts this in people, he's fairly sure, and he still can't tell why he feels strangely about all this talk of protecting people.]

Hah... you really are the hero type, huh.

[chuuya shakes his head, leaning back and folding his arms.]

Well, good luck with that, hero boy. You probably already know it, but you can't protect everyone-- maybe you're the kind that won't get broken by that, though.

[darkearth]

[little do u know chuuya he is exactly the kind of hero that would become a villain because he failed to save his friends]

I'll keep trying. I'll keep trying until I get it. Until no one ever loses their Light. Until Ven gets his body back, and Vanitas is gone. Until Xehanort is stopped. Until...

I won't give up. I don't think we should either. Even here.

[doublesmall]

Just what do you think we can even do from here, huh? Even if we get shit figured out, we can't tell the others. We can barely tell them anything as it is.

I don't like sitting around waiting to see if we're rescued or what, but we're kinda stuck with that right now.

[darkearth]

I don't know... [That frustrates him the most. Being helpless.] There has to be something.

Even here, we can't be powerless. Right? If even... the Composer and the others were Players in the game.