10th Combo - Video

[redcladidealist]

[He'd been thirsty when he'd woken up early in the morning. Still a little sleepy, the six year old got up to go look for Kratos. Things like cups and faucets were a little beyond his reach. Not without a chair to stand on, but it would be easier to ask his daddy's friend. Besides, a part of him just wanted to see the man again, a tangible presence connected to his father. Being around the man made him feel that much closer to seeing his daddy again.

Yawning, Lloyd put his hand on the door knob of his room-



-and freezes, eyes wide. That's not a six year old hand on the knob. He's not six. He's...

Seventeen.

Seventeen, but he'd been six again for a week. A week he remembers. Sheena and Rise, Dino, Colette, Saki and Zelos, Emil, Haseo, people he didn't even know...

Kratos.

Lloyd can feel the heat of embarrassment creeping up into his face. All the things he'd said and done... and with his friends. With Kratos.]

Aw man...

[A little while later, after he's snuck out of Kratos's house, trying not to wake the man up, the teenager turns his Dreamberry on. His face is still a shade of mortified red.]

Damn it, what does this place have against normal?

Comments

[foreversorryorz.livejournal.com]

[Just another brief pause as he considers this for a moment. It sounds like it'd be nice but... sldkfjaklsdjg orz why was his life so complicated?]

Uh, s-sure, I guess.

[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd couldn't be more pleased by the response. As far as he was concerned, this just makes it less complicated. If he's Emil's friend, that just makes it even less likely that he'll do something he regrets.]

Hey, did you get a message about going to the ruins on Saturday?

[foreversorryorz.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I did actually... You too?

[redcladidealist]

Yeah.

You want to go with me? Maybe there's a clue for getting home.

[foreversorryorz.livejournal.com]

[That earns another pause. Didn't the text also mention there might be monsters too? That would mean they'd run into some around there and that meant fighting them off somehow. Which meant Ratatosk Mode. Not sure if that's a good idea, but he couldn't just pass up an opportunity for a clue to get back home...

Now looking at the screen, a bit more determined than usual]

Alright, I'll go with you. But, you'll have to stop me if something... happens.

[By something he of course means trying to attack you, but he's hoping that trying to get home back will be stronger in his mind than revenge]

[redcladidealist]

[Oh, right. Ratatosk Mode. Emil had told him about that. Ratatosk Mode was the reason he'd attacked. If he went into Ratatosk Mode again...

He nods, meeting Emil's eyes seriously.]

Don't worry. If something happens, I'll be ready this time. [A pause.] Do you... know if there's anything that will take you out of Ratatosk Mode?

[foreversorryorz.livejournal.com]

I don't know. Usually I'd just stop fighting.

[Of course this was normally...]

[redcladidealist]

[Lloyd frowns.] So if I can make you stop fighting, you'll be all right?

[foreversorryorz.livejournal.com]

Uh m-maybe?

[Slowly starting to lose some of that determination he had just earlier. The more he thought about it the more he didn't really know. Marta would usually talk him out of it?]

[redcladidealist]

Guess we won't know until we try. Don't worry, Emil. We'll figure something out.

See you later, then?

[foreversorryorz.livejournal.com]

... Yeah.

[S-Sigh, he can only hope things work out somehow]