A. Retrieval (Warning for PTSD, mentions of horror and psychological torture) [The scent of recycled air is the first that gets his attention. His sense of smell had always been the strongest, followed by hearing - and what he hears as he begins awaken begins to send a wave of panic through him as it sinks in. Aqua-green eyes open wide behind long silver locks that are only held back by a now rather messy pony tail; he hisses at the sudden shift in light and white surroundings, finding himself squinting as he shoots up straight on the cot he finds himself on. Not a bed, not a pod- That takes a moment to register as he grips the sides of the piece of furniture tightly with both hands as he tries to quell the terror and panic in his heart.
-I saved you. Let's be happy here-
No, no, no, no no. This isn't there. This is not the Tower; where he has to remind himself that he wanted to be. He wants to save those he can still hear in the back of his head, chastising him for being alive when they aren't. Can still see their blackened silhouettes and large grinning mouths.
He... He should be over this by now. Shouldn't affect him nearly as badly as it is. It's been years, so why is he...?
He shouldn't be here... He shouldn't be here...!
The young man swings his legs over the side, but doesn't bother to move just yet. Instead burying his face in his hands as he works to get his breathing under control. He- he needs to calm down. Think rationally about this and find out where he is, and yet, all he can think of is-]
Nngh, not again...
B. Roommates
["We don't know why"... "New home"... Well, it beat the initial fears that he had when he awoke. No destroyed worlds, no world destruction... It sounds far too good to be true. Especially with the name of the center in the first place, not to mention all the major locations (and even some minor ones). Regardless, he can't help but be a little apprehensive despite what they say.
It's just not in his nature to simply believe what he's told. It has to be proven.
Yet, it isn't something to take out on the poor fool who got dragged here too and will have to live with his low-key anxiety being a constant. Years of fighting against the powers that be will do that to anyone, but especially someone who, while they may look like they're in their early twenties, is only really eight years old. And he didn't even get to really experience five of those years.
So, he at least offers a hand to this poor unfortunate soul. Coupled with the faintest of wry smiles.]
Ira Nakagawa. I hope we can get along for however long this lasts.
[The living arrangement, or their stay here on this world. Either one, really. Who the hell knew what was really going to happen the next day?]
D. Guilds
[A Job system in and of itself wasn't really a new concept for him; he had, after all, spent most of his life using Jobs back on Crystallis. Guilds, on the other hand...
Ira can't help but be taken in fascination at the sight at each one, though he doesn't so much as approach to obtain an asterisk at any of them. Except, for Ninja and White Mage. Because he remembers, still wears that bracer that Mary had given him when they parted. Knows just how poorly things could go south without a healer.
And there was no. way. he was going to touch Chemist. Nothing against them, but he just can't handle it. Knowing what he did of his past from documents and brief glimpses of a fragmented memory here and there. He just can't do it.]
C/E. Airship Adventure!!
[When he saw the names of the towns and sights back at the center, he couldn't help but want to see all the places named after those he knew. Especially the city named after his mother and father. So, there he stood on the deck of the airship, overlooking the sight of the city of Nakagawa. A smile etched on his face as he took in the colors and natural beauty as they drew closer.]
She'd love to see this place...
[It was right up her alley, and that little charm and necklace he wore around his neck felt just that little bit warmer as he absentmindedly brushes a fingertip against its surface.]
Ira Nakagawa (Riku Replica) | Kingdom Hearts | CRAU
[The scent of recycled air is the first that gets his attention. His sense of smell had always been the strongest, followed by hearing - and what he hears as he begins awaken begins to send a wave of panic through him as it sinks in. Aqua-green eyes open wide behind long silver locks that are only held back by a now rather messy pony tail; he hisses at the sudden shift in light and white surroundings, finding himself squinting as he shoots up straight on the cot he finds himself on. Not a bed, not a pod- That takes a moment to register as he grips the sides of the piece of furniture tightly with both hands as he tries to quell the terror and panic in his heart.
-I saved you. Let's be happy here-
No, no, no, no no. This isn't there. This is not the Tower; where he has to remind himself that he wanted to be. He wants to save those he can still hear in the back of his head, chastising him for being alive when they aren't. Can still see their blackened silhouettes and large grinning mouths.
He... He should be over this by now. Shouldn't affect him nearly as badly as it is. It's been years, so why is he...?
He shouldn't be here... He shouldn't be here...!
The young man swings his legs over the side, but doesn't bother to move just yet. Instead burying his face in his hands as he works to get his breathing under control. He- he needs to calm down. Think rationally about this and find out where he is, and yet, all he can think of is-]
Nngh, not again...
B. Roommates
["We don't know why"... "New home"... Well, it beat the initial fears that he had when he awoke. No destroyed worlds, no world destruction... It sounds far too good to be true. Especially with the name of the center in the first place, not to mention all the major locations (and even some minor ones). Regardless, he can't help but be a little apprehensive despite what they say.
It's just not in his nature to simply believe what he's told. It has to be proven.
Yet, it isn't something to take out on the poor fool who got dragged here too and will have to live with his low-key anxiety being a constant. Years of fighting against the powers that be will do that to anyone, but especially someone who, while they may look like they're in their early twenties, is only really eight years old. And he didn't even get to really experience five of those years.
So, he at least offers a hand to this poor unfortunate soul. Coupled with the faintest of wry smiles.]
Ira Nakagawa. I hope we can get along for however long this lasts.
[The living arrangement, or their stay here on this world. Either one, really. Who the hell knew what was really going to happen the next day?]
D. Guilds
[A Job system in and of itself wasn't really a new concept for him; he had, after all, spent most of his life using Jobs back on Crystallis. Guilds, on the other hand...
Ira can't help but be taken in fascination at the sight at each one, though he doesn't so much as approach to obtain an asterisk at any of them. Except, for Ninja and White Mage. Because he remembers, still wears that bracer that Mary had given him when they parted. Knows just how poorly things could go south without a healer.
And there was no. way. he was going to touch Chemist. Nothing against them, but he just can't handle it. Knowing what he did of his past from documents and brief glimpses of a fragmented memory here and there. He just can't do it.]
C/E. Airship Adventure!!
[When he saw the names of the towns and sights back at the center, he couldn't help but want to see all the places named after those he knew. Especially the city named after his mother and father. So, there he stood on the deck of the airship, overlooking the sight of the city of Nakagawa. A smile etched on his face as he took in the colors and natural beauty as they drew closer.]
She'd love to see this place...
[It was right up her alley, and that little charm and necklace he wore around his neck felt just that little bit warmer as he absentmindedly brushes a fingertip against its surface.]