[narrations + overflow]

[darkinferno]

[A collection of narration bits that don't belong anywhere else from Dante/Riku's time in Recollé.]

[Or, a personal overflow.]

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[darkinferno]

[Light and dark, in equal proportions. The two of them balance each other out, the magic of whatever they're doing searing through the monkeys left, their power filling the entire room until--]

Time's up!

[--the two of them are standing next to each other, facing in different directions. All of the monkeys are gone, the room cleared, and it's just the two of them, holding their weapons at the ready. Instinctively, Dante lifts his left hand, curling it into a fist for a fistbump he doesn't even have to look to find--because Sora's there, just as he should be, the two of them working together and wrecking anything that thinks they'll be easily beaten.

It's muscle memory, the way his hand comes up, but the bump of his fist against Sora's kicks his brain back into working, to remembering just who it is he's been fighting beside. Dante frowns, Soul Eater disappearing in a wisp of shadow as he straightens up, looking over at the other boy.

There's no sense in puzzling it out right now.]

Looks like we got 'em.

[destiny_key]

[Just as suddenly as the attack started, it was over, the last flash of light leaving the room clear. Sora blinks away the last of the brightness from his eyes, hand coming up to meet Dante's in a fistbump without really knowing why. If he had any doubts before, this cinched it that, in another life, they had been friends. Or at least, they'd been friends once.

Sora doesn't put his fist down right away after Dante does, leaving it there for a few seconds while he tries to process what had just happened. He blinks again, clutching his metal pole in his hand, and looks around until Dante speaks.]

...Yup.

[What's he even supposed to say to the guy, now? He doesn't feel angry like he did the last time they met, but he doesn't really know what to feel.]

[darkinferno]

Then let's get out of here before they come back.

[Sora might not know what to say, but Dante does. He'd rather not have to repeat that fight if they can avoid it!

So he's headed toward the door--Sora can stay behind if he wants, but he'll be fighting alone if that's the case.]

[destiny_key]

R-Right.

[Sora scrambles after Dante, towards the door and out of the convention center. He'd rather not be here when those monsters come back. He can always separate himself from Dante once they're sure they're out of danger.]