video ● eleventh reflection

[straying]

[ FORWARD-DATED TO THE EVENING OF THE 23RD. (As tags will be slow for a while after.) ]

[There's a click as the feed starts and Saya hums a bit. She looks a bit tired but there's nothing about her demeanor that specifically tells that she's been haunted for the last couple days.]

The eve of Christmas Eve, guys! I figure most of us are pushing back our holiday plans considering everything that's happening, but I've found the most reliable mailman, so I hope some of you get your presents! Is everyone managing with your ghosts, though? I had one of my own but I haven't seen him lately. Then again, he always had that habit with disappearing. But if you ever need a place to crash or someone to talk to, you know where to go~

[She grins cheekily. Though suddenly her expression is confused.

What was that chill?

Will you continue to destroy others, witch?

The air is electrified. Everything is tense. Every fiber of her being on edge. Him. That voice. That insult. Only he would- Only her murderer would.

The broadcast is left forgotten as she whips around in her chair, her back to the SFC now as it lay on the table, entirely neglected. Because all at once, she's forgotten. Forgotten the curse, forgotten the ghosts, forgotten everything. Only remembering that she is facing the man who took her life.

Nevermind that this voice is only in her head.]

H-Hey.... I-I liked Train better. Why are you here? I don't want to- to....

[--to die again.

Her voice shakes, much as her frame does now. All the worldly experience that she exudes in her posture and confidence has been stripped from her now, just as she feels that the world has been yanked from underneath her.

Train Train Train. You don't even deserve to say his name, witch! He's not here to save you now. And truly, I will not fail to cut out your heart-

She leaps to her feet and knocks the SFC off the table in her haste. It clicks off. There will be no audience as she loses her mind.]

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[countrybeloved.livejournal.com]

[His voice is clear and without hesitance as he shouts.]

Saya, get a hold or yourself!

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[She flinches noticeably once she gets ahold of the SFC again. Running a shaky hand through her hair, she tries and fails to put some strands behind her ear.]

I-I'd love to. Really. But he won't shut up.

[She closes her eyes then and grits her teeth. There's no filter on her emotions right now. Even if he can't touch her, she's entirely on edge as if that katana will be materialized any moment.]

[countrybeloved.livejournal.com]

Then ignore him. You know he's not real. There is nothing he can do to you.

[Action]

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't hesitate. The moment he sees the video he goes to find her and why did he leave her alone, he knew these were getting worse--

Because they can't face these alone, and he knows who she is seeing.

He knows the curse has gotten worse. Because Leila, trailing mournfully behind him, has a dagger in her chest.

But he ignores that, to the best of his ability, for there are more important things to worry about right now.

And then he throws open the door to her apartment.]

Saya! Hey!

[Action Forever]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[And that's when she runs smack into him.

She'd heard the footsteps- how could she miss anything, paranoid as she was right now? Who else but Matthew would be intrusive enough to bust into her apartment without even calling in advance?

Her attempt to barricade the door came too late.

... But once she makes contact, she holds on to him for dear life. First to steady herself, but then she clings because he's solid and like he said, she needs that reminder of what's real. Real. Tangible. Unlike that assassin whose insane laugh is ringing in her ears and-]

Close your eyes!

[Much like her own are shut tight as she can't bring herself to look back. She brings a hand up blindly to the front of his face.]

You can't- Don't look. Don't.

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[He catches her when she runs into him, allows her to cling to him and wraps an arm around her back protectively and in an attempt to ground her.

Hold onto that which is solid--that which is real.

He catches glimpses, but in respect for her wishes, he looks away. And laughs, quietly.]

Do me the same favor, then, will you?

[Because Leila, pale in death and covered in blood, is hardly a pleasant image for anyone to see.]

Now breathe, Saya. You know he isn't real.

[nippon-ga-yo.livejournal.com]

...

*As someone who made that world a reality, Japan knows who she is talking about. This is a quite predicament.*

Minatsuki-san. Get a hold of yourself. He is not real, merely an illusion. Call out to Matt-san if you must.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[A shake of her head.]

N-No way! I don't need anyone! Least of all him.

[The thought manages to get her to panic even more. No one is allowed to come and save her this time. No one. Absolutely no one.]

I-I... He has to go away. He'll go away.

[nippon-ga-yo.livejournal.com]

*... Well in this rate, he'll have to cheer her on.*

Of course he will. He is barely an illusion. Although they are persistent for imaginations.

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

_{[All at once the urge to help Saya hit him like a tidal wave. She had done the same for him and now it was his turn to return the favor. She was the first friend Demyx had actually made in this odd city, or at least the closest.]}

Saya! Hey! Where are you? It's Dem! C'mon--Pick up!

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[She didn't want to answer. But it's Dem. If she doesn't answer, she knows he's got the means to show up on his own. There's still a pained look on her expression as she covers one side of her head with her hand. The ringing won't stop.]

Dem, don't. P-Please don't. I'll get through this, but you gotta leave me alone.

[ninthserenade.livejournal.com]

But Saya--!

[Video] This is likely to eventually become an Action thread. |D

[chivalryphoenix.livejournal.com]

Miss Saya?!

[Have a concerned Flynn wearing...casual clothes, sword still strapped around his waist, though. He's more than willing to run straight for her apartment, regardless of certain people following him around, taunting him.]

Are you alright? Where are you?

[Video] OVER HER DEAD BODY in other words go for it

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[DAMMIT. This is not how she wanted to encourage him to relax! There's some anger at Creed for killing her and making her react this way, anger at Vatheon for making this happen, and a helluva lot of anger at herself for not cutting off the feed earlier.

She grits her teeth and shakes her head stubbornly. No way, Flynn. You're not getting anything out of her.]

I'll be okay.

[Video] FFFFF, you know you're holdin' out for a hero, Saya.

[chivalryphoenix.livejournal.com]

[He's got a friend in trouble! There's no way he's going to let her stick it out alone!

Flynn's just as stubborn, Saya. He shakes his head.]

Miss Saya, I do not like the idea of you staying alone with whatever ghost managed to unsettle you like that.

[aimforthesun.livejournal.com]

Saya-chan!?

[Screw his parents—right now, all he can focus on is this.]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[... Billy. Billy Billy Billy. And because she wants to protect him most, she struggles the most. So he gets the most convincing smile she can manage, despite the trembling and all.]

... hey.

[aimforthesun.livejournal.com]

[....

He doesn't know what he's doing. Then again... it wouldn't be a first.]

... So you're allowed to try and act cool, but no one else is?

[ninjaservant.livejournal.com]

[of all the people—]

Saya! It's not real, it's just an illusion!

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[SHUT UP]

I know! I know. I know.

[But that doesn't make it hurt any less.]

[ninjaservant.livejournal.com]

[you're his back-up, man!]

You may know, but I don't think you really know. [so cryptic. but he's still concerned] Will you be all right? I'm assuming Sir Matthew is already with you, or will be soon.

[ceruleanvices.livejournal.com]

Your spook getting to you a bit too much?

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Hah... Probably.

[Still looking panicked, yup. Because this is way too real for her even if it isn't at all. ]

[video] i am laaaaate

[lockandkeyblade.livejournal.com]

[Oh no. Not her too. There's something fundamentally wrong about seeing her of all people in such a state.]

Saya... Saya!

[video] i still love yoouuuu

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[She musters up a weak smile for Sora. Keep it together, keep it together-]

Hey, Sora.