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[Fic] Indicator Light
Feb. 5th, 2021 09:33 amTitle: Indicator Light
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Character Focus: Aqua
Rating: PG
Content notes: unreality, revisiting trauma, canon-typical dark themes
Words: 1,557
Summary: In a forgotten room in the Land of Departure, an old possession of Eraqus’s lies broken. Now that its master is gone, it’s his students’ problem. Maybe Aqua can fix it.
At the end of the hallway that shared the door to Aqua’s quarters in the castle of the Land of Departure, there was a room that she had always assumed was a storage room. She had been in there a few times while tidying, and had settled for just sweeping what little floor there was between the door and the ceiling-height wall of cardboard boxes that were presumably none of her or Terra or Ven’s business. But now that they lived in a world without their master, all business was her and Terra and Ven’s business. And when she had dismantled what had seemed to be only the first of many layers of boxes, she had discovered that the makeshift wall had hid not more of the same, but rather an old computer room.
( Today, she pushed past the barricade of cardboard that still crowded the entrance and carefully picked her way towards the main console at the back. )
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Character Focus: Aqua
Rating: PG
Content notes: unreality, revisiting trauma, canon-typical dark themes
Words: 1,557
Summary: In a forgotten room in the Land of Departure, an old possession of Eraqus’s lies broken. Now that its master is gone, it’s his students’ problem. Maybe Aqua can fix it.
At the end of the hallway that shared the door to Aqua’s quarters in the castle of the Land of Departure, there was a room that she had always assumed was a storage room. She had been in there a few times while tidying, and had settled for just sweeping what little floor there was between the door and the ceiling-height wall of cardboard boxes that were presumably none of her or Terra or Ven’s business. But now that they lived in a world without their master, all business was her and Terra and Ven’s business. And when she had dismantled what had seemed to be only the first of many layers of boxes, she had discovered that the makeshift wall had hid not more of the same, but rather an old computer room.
( Today, she pushed past the barricade of cardboard that still crowded the entrance and carefully picked her way towards the main console at the back. )
