Fleeting Corridors

[nonomoribird]

Mother was not here. The shadows here are very different from the shadows in the castle, and from Mother and I. The shadow chased me, but I ran and was able to escape it. In the castle, the boy beat the darkness away with a piece of wood, but there were none here.

I do not like fighting.

[ooc: Yep, this is me, horrifically late in reacting to the Heartless. Sorry, guys!]

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[itshowiroll.livejournal.com]

Shadows? What happened?

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[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

One of them took the form of my mother, though I do not know how this was done. Perhaps they knew her, or once belonged to her.

It tried to hurt me.

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[itshowiroll.livejournal.com]

That's weird...never heard of a shadow doin' that before...

[Here comes the overprotective hero side] You said you ran...are you okay? Lemme know where you are an' I can keep 'em from hurting you.

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[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

It reached for my heart. I do not know why. [her voice is quiet and frightened] The shadows on the island never did that.

I... I do not know. I ran.

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[itshowiroll.livejournal.com]

Man, creepy.

Hey, it'll be okay. Are there any buildings with names or gates where you are? Somethin' I can find on th' map.

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[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

What is that?

I am near a strange place. It has many things in it.

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[itshowiroll.livejournal.com]

What's what?

...um. Can ya give me a little more than that?

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[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

"Creepy." What is it?

I do not know. This place is very confusing.

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[itshowiroll.livejournal.com]

Oh. It's like that feelin' ya get when y'know somethin' ain't right, but ya can't- [he was about to say "put your finger on," but that'd just lead to another slew of questions] -ya don't really know what it is.

"A strange place with many things," huh? Stay put - I'll be there soon as I can.

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[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes. It was "creepy." [She says this as though it is a foreign word, a slight accent coming through]

I will wait for you.

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

I don't think anyone would enjoy being chased by shadows.

[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

They chased me when I was home as well. I am used to this, but the boy was not here this time.

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

A friend of yours from back home?

[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

A... friend?

I do not know how he got in the castle, or where he is from. I had never seen him before.

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

Someone you enjoy the company of.

And yet he helped you be rid of the shadows?

[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

Then he is my friend, but I do not know his name. He wore color and had horns.

Yes. He beat them away from me with only a piece of wood at first.

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

No one else wore color? It most have been a very drab place, if you don't mind me saying so.

A brave young man, to be so willing to strike at such an enemy with little more than that.

[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

Mother wore black and the castle was made of stone. I wear white.

He found a sword later and did not need to fight so hard.

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

I see.

I can imagine so. Swords are, after all, better weapons than a simple stick.

[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

He found the strange one after that and fought Mother, though I do not know how he did either. Mother made me go to sleep.

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

Strange one? A visitor, or some oddity in the castle?

[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

The sword which glowed and Mother could not touch. It was very beautiful and reminded me of the doors.

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

Ah. A sword made of light perhaps? Or imbued with some manner of light based energy.

[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

I do not know. Mother never spoke to me of the sword, but she could open the doors. The boy could not.

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

I suppose it doesn't really matter in the long run. It did what it was supposed to, as all swords would.

[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

Yes, but this sword could hurt Mother. The other could not.

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

A sword locked away because of elemental weakness or other inherent weaknesses; that makes sense. Not precisely the best of ideas, but not uncommon either.

[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

She hid it away because she could not destroy it and did not want anyone else to have it.

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

Ah. My apologies for coming to the wrong conclusion, then.

[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

That is alright.

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

Is there a name I can call you by?

[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

My name is Yorda. Who are you?

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

A pleasure to meet you, Yorda. My name's Ian.

[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

But we do not meet over these.

It is nice to communicate with you, Ian.

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

So we don't, but is that really a reason to avoid using commonly understood phrases?

[nonomoribird.livejournal.com]

They are common? I do not know. Mother rarely spoke to me, and I could not speak the boy's language.

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

Some phrases are more commonly used than others, yes.