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Date & Time: Evening, 10th February 3312
Location: Transport Room
Characters: Open To All
Summary: Everyone is brought into the transport room at roughly the same time, in a great succession and flow of imported individuals. Everyone is being lead around in small bundles, or left to their own devices together inside the Initiative Hold.
Warnings: None.

Widespread and crowded, everyone is being transported into this unusually bright room with an efficiency that is almost horrifying. One after the other, new people are appearing -- being led, shown around and then ultimately abandoned with one final phrase; "Good luck."

The Initiative Hold is wide, like a small town in its depth and industry. You've received your weapon; you've got your keys, your netbook, and one of those robed strangers has shoved a small pouch full of what you can only assume is money into your open palm. You've been given an apartment, but where on earth -- are we on earth? -- is it? Your best opportunity right now is to mingle; at least, that's what everyone else appears to be doing. Those strangers in the robes have left. They're tending to the people who are arriving, one by one and in a quick procession. Energy bustles all around you, as you're strapped up with your sudden gifts and looking around.

Hey, maybe you'll even see some familiar faces.

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[ Riku moved quickly to turn his back away from John, back straight as one would expect from someone who learned swordsmanship for many years. there was an inkling of doubt and confusion as he looked at the older man, before he spoke. ]

Yeah, it is. [ a beat. ] Pretty hard to tell, but it's better than the others.

[ he wouldn't wish Crabclaw or Sweet Memories on anyone. ]

... Right, huh. Never seen a sword like .. well, that before.

[Not that he's seen a lot of swords, but not the point.]

I take you know how to use one at the very least.

[ yeah, most people haven't. he has to admit to feeling some sort of relief upon realizing that it means this person hasn't seen a Keyblade before--he has to be careful, doesn't he? world order and all that... as much as he can be. it'd be difficult to avoid. ]

Not a lot of people have one.

[ he nods simply. ]

Since I was a kid.

[he nods to his first reply, before he continues the break a bit longer while he eyes Riku.]

Since you were— Sorry how.. old are you?

[since he was a kid, he was a kid now. teenager john.]

Sixteen.

[ his voice is remarkably patient, like he's had to explain his age, his weaponry and his experience to many people. he hasn't, but when you're around Sora, you sort of have to reek of patience. ]

I've been training since I was four.

Four?

[Yeah he's looking exasperated, who puts their four-year-old to train?]

What for? Why all the training?

[John is trying to understand here, he knows some countries aren't like others. Some force young children to go into battle but he doesn't want to see children dying in war. Not this war.]

[ why do you look so exasperated john

watch riku do a sherlock and be completely confused as to why this is "bad" ]

It's not for anything, everyone learns how to fight. It's... just what kids do.

[ of course, learning how to fight with a sword served him as a good base to start carrying the Keyblade, but with John seemingly already worked up about it, he's not sure he wants to bring that--world hopping, tearing apart legions of darkness made real and husks of lost souls while blind and without use of one arm would probably be very worrying. ]

[don't you pull a sherlock on him young man]

Guess kids do often dream of fighting.

[what would sherlock say in this kind of situation? john you are overreacting would you stop being so embarrassing. haha well guess what sherlock you're not here are you so he will bloody overreact if he wants to, a kid should not be training since he was four and now be in some ridiculous absurd war

he needs to stop doing that and focus on what's going on right now]

Sorry, didn't mean to sound as if I'm judging or anything, still getting use to the.. whole situation and where we are. It's good to know how to defend yourself.

[ sorry, already did pops ]

Well... [ a bit awkward, but he speaks calmly. ] I've been through this before. It takes a while to get used to it.

[ he wishes he'd been closer with his parents--he'd have more of a clue on how to help him calm down. ]

[John eyes him a little, confused just a bit by his words.]

Been through this? What, a war?

[ Riku gives a pause, and he thinks about it, really thinks about it.

could you call the damage done throughout the worlds a war? a war with the darkness, a war with Organization XIII... well, isn't a war a series of big battles with hundreds of casualties? his gaze slowly drops and he tightens his grip around Way to the Dawn. there have been worlds that've perished, with hundreds of lives falling to Darkness, and more people have given into grief and turned into Heartless and Nobodies.

that is a war, isn't it? ]

... yeah. I guess it... sort of is a war.

I meant... appearing in another world.

[John's brows knit together a little, studying the way the teen starts to think it over. It's the only thing he can come up with in this pause of silence. He isn't Sherlock he doesn't know how the question affected him or anything like that.

'Sort of is'? So it was still ongoing? Then he stops as he hears the next part.]

..Appearing in, wait so it's possible then? Well I mean it did happen but. Most of us [think we're crazy and hallucinating] are still having a hard time believing that's what happened.

It's possible.

But usually, it's because that world's destroyed.

I don't think that's why we're all here.

[ because it doesn't make sense for so many worlds to suddenly fall all at once--there's no way that's the cause. ]

..Well I have to say that's good, the bit about the world not being destroyed. Don't know how I feel about that.

[He sounds torn between relieved and disbelieving, he isn't sure what to feel more or not.]

[ he's not surprised. it's not like he really believed it until he saw the effects for himself. ]

Probably not good.

[ Riku can only afford morbid humor because he felled his own world. welp. ]

Most people don't know different worlds exist, it's not that big of a surprise that you didn't know.

[well that sure didn't sound like a you're an idiot but that's okay because most people are ]

Except you. So is that what you do then? Travel to different planets? You don't look exactly alien.

[look that was a joke haha. but if he knows how to use a sword it would explain why he knows how to fight and fend himself, look at this one with a war for example.]

[ whoops pulled an accidental sherlock then ]

[ and though it's a joke, Riku thinks on it.

that isn't exactly what he does, is it? ]

... actually, that's what my best friend does. He goes out and saves worlds. I ... [ ... hm. he runs a hand through his hair, and breaks out a smile. ] I hang out in the background, I don't really help unless he needs me.

[ John's gaze softens at this, almost dropping it as he thinks this over.

He knew how that was like, hanging in the background and helping when needed. Which sometimes would be a lot with the way Sherlock kept bugging at him (demanding), always expecting him to be on the same wavelength. It was crazy but the way he observed him as he tried made him want to. No matter how ridiculous and infuriating it could be.

The doctor manages to crack a small smile at that.]

Yeah I can say I know how that is.

Sorry I'm blabbing and asking questions without even introducing myself. John Watson, [and then adds as an afterthought] Doctor.

A doctor?

[ huh. he's briefly reminded of his healing. ]

Nice to meet you, Dr. Watson. I'm Riku.

What kind of doctor are you?

That's right.

[he should probably give word out that he's a doctor actually..]

Nice meeting you too Riku. And general, but I was a former Army doctor.

An Army doctor... so you fought.

[ his previous questions made much more sense in this context--his shoulders visibly start to relax. ]

Yeah I did. Was in a war not too long ago.

[he doesn't want to say 'like this one too' because he honestly has no idea what he's in for.]

Sorry.

It must be rough.

[ he does think about what's being done throughout the worlds as a war, but he doesn't constantly label it as one. war's such a big word that inspires fear in so many people... he's pretty sure he could feel some darkness in the man before him. ]

This place probably doesn't help.

No it doesn't help, not really.

[ "You're not haunted by war, Dr. Watson... you miss it." That was close to the feel of war he could get, this was entirely different. This was actual war. But he was still every bit of calm and focused. He can feel every nerve nearing on the edge but completely ready to jump right in.

.. sleep. He needed to sleep.]

So.. your mate, have you seen him around? Or any of your other friends?

[this is John asking if he's alone.]

[ his frown doesn't deepen, but there's a sudden sadness in his eyes and he takes the effort to push his hands into his pockets. ]

No.

[ he turns halfway away from John. clearly, he didn't expect to be alone, nor did he want to admit it. ]

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awwww yeaaaah

crabclaw and sweet memories dfghjk

i'm sorry but those are the worst keyblades ever jkflsjfl

i'm quite fond of them ;')

jfkls 8| i am not (nottalking) i like the pumpkin one better

it's where dreams come true

w/e!! crushes dreams

my hopes.....my dreams....

... /revives them =n= B-BUT IT'S NOT LIKE I WANTED TO >V /tsun

my life with a teenage tsun

>////<

LMFAO sorry i meant my life with a kawaii teenage tsun

JFKSLJFS HISSSSSS

SCOOORE

IHU!!!

but ilu son :(

8( /REBELS!!!

8( oh no the rebel phase...

/gets tattoos :V

YOU'RE GROUNDED B(

8A8...

not the puppy look.. it doesn't work on me mister

fine 8(

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