lucetilogs | Zompania Draft - Draftees only, days 1-3.5

Who: All Draftees
What: This is your death. Followed by your time-traveling life and desperate bomb hunting.
When: From May 22 to May 20 to early May 23 (days 1-4)
Where: Zompania
Summary: Information post here
Rating: Varies on thread, please mark explicit material.

This post is for the draftee-only portion of the Zompania draft--the day 3 death, time travel to day 1, and then the events until the arrival of the reinforcements. Be sure to use the above info post for any plotting needs you might have. Enjoy!

Please note that there is a specific top-level comment thread for:

The day 3 arrival of the draftees and the 6 hours that follow until the bomb is dropped
Death--This thread can be treated as REFERENCE ONLY. Responding to it isn't necessary.
Threads prior to departing for Zompania--post resurrection freak outs, arguments over how to proceed, etc.

All other threading, from day 1 until the reinforcements arrive, should be conducted as normal.

Be sure to tag this post appropriately: [canon] character name

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[This is an oddly familiar sensation. The bile in his throat, the weakness just to open his eyes, the light filling his body. He's gone back in time, has he? To his days of being a musketeer, when Pete had sentenced him to drown? Oh yes, that had been horrifying, but his dear friends had come to the rescue. Yes, he would open his eyes, and smiling Goofy and panicky Donald would be looking him over, and...

And...

This wasn't the dungeons. This wasn't Disney Kingdom. All at once, the present memories hit him in the head, and with that came horror - ]

RIKU!

[He's scrambling to get up - No no no no this was not supposed to happen, he was supposed to protect his friend, he PROMISED Riku -]

Riku! RIKUUU!

[It happened so fast. Too fast, honestly. Caught amidst the chaos, Riku scarcely had a chance to flee, let alone fight back. The bomb dropped, cutting his life short. For the first time in his five years in Luceti, Riku had died...

And yet, here he is, alive and well, free from the sinking sensation. Of the drowning, twisting, and squirming sensations that overwhelmed him in death...

Just as he opens his eyes, he hears Mickey's voice. Only then does reality hit him at full force.

A sharp gasp of breath escapes him, and he flings himself to his feet, eyes wide.]

Mickey!

[It doesn't matter that his legs are still a bit wobbly, nor does it matter that he's still at loss for how they survived. He's bolting over to his friend like a rocket now, Keyblade flashing back into his grip, just in case.]

Hey, it's okay. I'm fine-- we're both fine.

[At least, he hopes so. Knowing Mickey, he's probably worried sick, and with good reason.]

[Despite his exhaustion and nausea, Mickey scrambles to his feet. He can't even think of fighting, or their enemies, or even how they're still alive. Mickey runs to Riku, the voice reassuring, the sight reassuring, but even with that all of that, he grabs onto Riku's sides, confirming it for himself.

Riku's alive. Even though Mickey had failed, Riku was alive. He hadn't wound up like Aqua, Terra, Ventus-]

R-Riku... Y-you really are okay... I thought... I thought we all...

...I know.

[He squeezes his eyes shut, breath hitching. Even knowing about the brevity of death here, that doesn't change the fact that they died. And given what he saw and felt in those short instances before he awakened, they'e all got a reason to fret.

But after all the times Mickey supported him in the past, the least Riku can do is keep a strong front. So when Mickey grabs Riku's sides, he'll reciprocate the gesture, giving his friend a firm hug as further proof that he's there. He's alive.]

Guess we lucked out this time. We've still got a chance to fight back...

[At least, that's what he hopes.]

[A few hot tears escape him, but he'll wipe them away later. Right now, he's just so grateful, and so sorry.]

I won't... I won't ever let that happen again. I don't care what happens to me, but I will not let this happen to you again. You have my word! This time we stop it!

You're right. We will stop it.

[He nods, trying to provide further reassurance.]

They threw us off guard, but now we know what's coming. As soon as we reach that city, we can turn this all around. So, you up for it, Mickey?

[There's strength in numbers, and even greater strength among friends. Riku's not about to bolt off without him.]

[He lets out a deep exhale, and then, after a good long moment, pulls back. He wipes his eyes with the back of his arm, beginning to calm down.]

We can't waste this second chance.

[As he flicks his hand, his own Keyblade appears.]

And this time, I ain't leavin' your side.

Ha, those Third Party goons won't know what hit them.

[Despite the circumstances, he manages to force his lips into a smirk. Way to the Dawn flashes into his grip, and he throws his shoulders back, looking off at the distant city.]

They picked the wrong Keybearers to mess with.

[He'll hold off on running until Mickey's absolutely ready, but once he is, it's time to hit the road. Chances are, they'll be waltzing right into enemy territory, but that's a risk he's more than willing to take.]

Zompania Draft - Draftees only, days 1-3.5

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