[Terra's fingers dig against the railing, his knuckles flashing white. Yes, he heard that, too. That maybe it'd be a matter of months or maybe it'd be years.
And maybe he does all the work required and they finally get the portal set up right and he goes back to nothing. The old man's heart and nothing. Maybe the reason he's here and his friends aren't, the reason he's been given this... convenient new home, this second chance he doesn't deserve, when his much more worthy friends haven't, is because they were already... gone when the portal opened, already...
Stop. None of that matters, either. He's going back. He's going back and setting everything right, no matter how very wrong things turn out to be.]
If I have to work and fight for years to get them back, so be it. I'll do whatever it takes to bring the three of us back together.
[That's the problem with the 'unbreakable connection' friendship deal. Sure, faced with the perceived loss of their closest friends and family, some of these young people might find it in themselves to move on... but others are just going to bodily throw themselves off the deep end.
Terra reaches his right hand out, summoning his Keyblade and unceremoniously pitching it into the open air beyond the balcony. Rather than plummet down ten floors and take out a random passerby or plunk into the river, though, the giant key spins out a ways, briefly disappears in a flash of light, and then returns in a completely different form and hovers next to the railing. Oooh, ahhh, magic and a weird-looking aircraft thing.
Terra hauls himself up onto the railing and steps over to his Glider. He settles on its seat and leans forward to grab the hand grips.]
If I see any shooting stars, I'll contact you through the smart... machine right away. [He looks over at his actual skeleton roommate, meeting that unwavering smile with an expression that's just as serious as can be.] They gave you one of those, right?
well heck! congrats!
And maybe he does all the work required and they finally get the portal set up right and he goes back to nothing. The old man's heart and nothing. Maybe the reason he's here and his friends aren't, the reason he's been given this... convenient new home, this second chance he doesn't deserve, when his much more worthy friends haven't, is because they were already... gone when the portal opened, already...
Stop. None of that matters, either. He's going back. He's going back and setting everything right, no matter how very wrong things turn out to be.]
If I have to work and fight for years to get them back, so be it. I'll do whatever it takes to bring the three of us back together.
[That's the problem with the 'unbreakable connection' friendship deal. Sure, faced with the perceived loss of their closest friends and family, some of these young people might find it in themselves to move on... but others are just going to bodily throw themselves off the deep end.
Terra reaches his right hand out, summoning his Keyblade and unceremoniously pitching it into the open air beyond the balcony. Rather than plummet down ten floors and take out a random passerby or plunk into the river, though, the giant key spins out a ways, briefly disappears in a flash of light, and then returns in a completely different form and hovers next to the railing. Oooh, ahhh, magic and a weird-looking aircraft thing.
Terra hauls himself up onto the railing and steps over to his Glider. He settles on its seat and leans forward to grab the hand grips.]
If I see any shooting stars, I'll contact you through the smart... machine right away. [He looks over at his actual skeleton roommate, meeting that unwavering smile with an expression that's just as serious as can be.] They gave you one of those, right?