distressedude | 012 ~ [Action]

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[Anise hadn't even been gone a full day yet and Ion already didn't know what to do with himself. It hurt to look across the hall and know that the room was empty. It hurt knowing he wouldn't see Anise's smiling face as she cooked breakfast in the morning. It hurt knowing he wouldn't get to spend another day with her around the village. It hurt knowing he still had so many things he wanted to talk to her about, things he needed to say to her, and now he couldn't.]

[Too many things were hurting and he didn't know how to handle it. He'd never felt something like this before.]

[And the only thing he could think of right now was to try not handling it. He needed time. This was different from the kidnappings; he may not have been able to know when, but he always knew she would come back eventually. And he would be there waiting for her. Now? He wasn't sure he could wait. Naturally, the thought that he might never see her again had already crossed his mind. Even if she were brought back to Luceti, he could be sent back before then...]

[He needed to get his mind off of things. Even if just for a day. Even if just for an hour.]

[Which is why Ion will be making his way around the village today, first stopping at the library and trying in vain to lose himself within the pages of a good book. Or a few books. From there, he wanders the areas around the plaza for awhile, perhaps grabbing something to eat at one of the restaurants despite his lack of an appetite. Eventually he'll give up on this and settle for walking the paths of the village until it gets too cold to do so anymore. By the time the sun has set, he'll be sitting on the front porch of House 1 and looking up at the starry sky, still not quite ready to head back inside.]

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[ This is the third time today Rep's seen you walk past.

Normally he wouldn't bother, but that sort of wandering looks kinda familiar.

So he's gonna just... maybe approach Ion. Uh.

Hi. ]

[Much like Ion had done, Dist has decided to get out of the house once the news that Anise was gone had reached him. It was strange; a feeling he wasn't comfortable with. He was both pleased to be rid of the little brat, but the emptiness, and utter quiet of the house now...it seemed unnatural - hollow.

So, when Ion enters Seventh heaven, he'll find Dist there, practicing a song (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0454e2flnUA) on the piano there. It's very, very sloppy, but Dist has been repeating the tune over and over, so he's gradually getting the hang of it.]

[Ion hasn't even realized he's been going along the same path. He's too distracted by his own thoughts to pay much attention to his surroundings. But he's not so distracted that he doesn't notice Riku approach.]

[For a moment, there's an attempt at a smile. It doesn't last very long.] Hello, Riku.

[Ion hears the music and glances over at where Dist is playing. He hadn't really spoken to him since Anise...]

[He walks over and waits for a pause in his playing before speaking up.] Do you mind if I sit and listen for a while?

[Wolfwood tends to walk around pretty damn often (gosh, it's like he's on patrol or something—don't know why he'd do that!) when he notices the familiar head of hair. He didn't know very many green-haired people, after all. It takes him a minute to straighten out his memories, but when he does, he pauses in front of the boy.]

Hey—it's you...!

[Looking up with mild surprised when he hears and spies the Fon Master here, Dist takes a moment to actually respond. Once he does, however, his voice is subdued, and the attempt to make it as indifferent as possible hides an ulterior motive.]

...If you wish. I'm afraid I'm nothing short of a novice, however.

[It takes a moment or two for Ion to stop and react, still rather distracted. He looks up at Wolfwood... and doesn't recognize him. After all, the last time he saw him he was only 8-years-old and Ion was kind of busy almost-dying.]

...yes?

[ He tilts his head and moves closer, trying to read Ion's expression.

What's up, man? ]

[The fact that Ion makes no effort to convince Dist otherwise by insisting his playing sounds good should let him know just what sort of mood he's in right now.]

[He takes a seat nearest the piano, for now just staring silently down at the table and listening.]

[That look of confusion turns into a grin, at the sound of Ion's voice; so the kid can talk now. That's good.]

Neck's all better now?

[He shifts the cross on his shoulder, suddenly realizing—]

Ah, right... I was a lot shorter, when you last met me.

[Does the scruffy-headed tan guy ring any bells yet, or should he make sure to be completely obvious?]

[His expression becomes easier to read in a second. It's difficult to hold a smile when you feel so down.]

...I'm sorry. I'm a little distracted today.

[And the fact that Dist doesn't even argue or scoff or anything shows he's feeling just the same, or at least respecting the Fon Master's somber mood. He continues practicing, reading over the sheet music and frowning each time he messes up.

Finally, after a good few minutes, he gets the tune down fairly well, with only a few breaks in between. He'll keep the silence though, for as long as Ion needs it.]

[It takes a minute for Ion to realize what he's talking about, but when he does, he actually seems to perk up just a bit.] You were... that boy who saved me.

[He'd probably look even more grateful had the circumstances of this been different, but as it stands, this is the happiest he's looked all day.]

You left before I had a chance to thank you. You saved my life...

[He just grins. Hey, you did look a little depressed prior to him even saying anything, so it's good that you're at least smiling a little, right?]

Don't worry about that: I was thanked plenty, words or no.

But it's really good to 'hear' you're alright now; that was a plenty serious wound you had there.

[The music is very soothing, calming. Something Ion really needed right now. He doesn't say a word, or even move really, as Dist continues playing. After those initial few minutes pass, Ion finds his voice. Yet he still doesn't look up from the table.]

Your playing is really coming along well, isn't it.

[Luke had pretty much been doing the same thing. With Natalia gone, Luke just... wasn't sure what to do. It hurt to come out of his room and know that the one beside him, Natalia's, was empty... and then hearing about Anise...

He couldn't be home for a few days. Not often, at least - only coming home at night. So, Luke is wandering again, hands in his pockets and just watching his breath form into steam in the air, when he sees Ion on the pathway near the plaza.

Oh, jeez... Ion. He cared about Anise a lot, didn't he... Luke frowns a little with worry; How had Ion been doing? Only one way to find out.

Luke steps closer to Ion and raises his head a bit to call out:]

Ion?

[Almost without thinking, his hand trails up to the scarf around his neck, still hiding the scars that couldn't be healed away.]

Yes... I wasn't able to talk for almost two weeks after. [A pause. Thinking about the experiments made him think about the Malnosso and how they take people away... which in turn puts him right back to thinking about Anise, so clearly it's topic-changing time.]

Since I wasn't able to introduce myself before: my name is Ion.

[It takes Ion a moment or two before he seems to register that someone said his name, and another moment before he realizes that person was Luke. He turns to face him and... well. Luke should know him well enough to be able to tell what his mood must be like.]

Luke... it's good to see you.

[Not even an attempt to smile.]

[Tear hasn't been around the house much, coming home just shortly before Ion did. The pain of losing Natalia, then Anise in less than a day was still on her mind, making it hard to enter the quiet household knowing that the guardian wouldn't be there to greet her. It felt wrong.

She'll come out once she realizes Ion isn't coming in, joining him in silence on the front porch. Sometimes words couldn't express how one felt.]

[Yeah, Luke can't manage a smile back, either. This is the first time someone close to him had been sent home, and back-to-back at that... And he couldn't believe what Asch had said, that it basically just gets easier. Luke can't imagine this getting easier...

He can tell how Ion's feeling, too. The fact that he's not even trying to smile tells Luke just about everything. He walks closer to Ion until he's a few feet away.]

... Yeah. I just needed some fresh air... I guess you needed it, too.

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[He nods. It seemed like both households were having their fair share of problems right now, weren't they? Natalia left just a day earlier. Was it a coincidence? Or would more follow...?]

[He stares down at the ground for a few moments, not looking up when he speaks.] ...Luke, would you mind walking with me for a little while?

[Luke can't help thinking the same thing. Who'd be next, he wondered... But no, it had to be a coincidence. It still didn't stop him from being afraid of what might happen.

So, the offer makes Luke nod slowly.] Sure... I wouldn't mind at all.

[Under the bridge one has to cross to go from the plaza to House 1, Ion will find Simon hunched down beside a rock he uncovered from the snow, quietly grinding bits of rock away. He's been picking away at it for hours, and the rock is looking rather human-shaped by now. With pigtails.]

[Ion doesn't acknowledge Tear's presence right away. He's spent the whole day avoiding his thoughts and now that he'd finally calmed down... well. It was finally settling in that Anise was back home now. He wasn't quite at peace with that idea just yet, but he was getting there. It would just take more time...]

[He looks up at the starry night sky, his voice soft when he speaks.] ...it's cold tonight, isn't it?

[There was a ghost of a smile on his face as he glances up at Luke, but just as quickly he turns to start walking. There was a part of him that wanted so badly to talk to Luke, but... what about? The last time they spoke, Ion was the one who ended the conversation.]

[...he never did get a chance to talk about that with Anise, did he?]

[Now that they're walking side-by-side, Luke might notice Ion isn't going very quickly, and it doesn't seem like it's just because he feels like walking slower. He'd been at this all day, after all, and after wearing himself down so much the day before, the stress was starting to show.]

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