[What if he had some deep, hidden reserves to fight off the monster that was taking him over? With bright golden eyes, bat wings, and talons, it would make sense that Riku would be able to stop something like this from controlling his very being. It would make sense—except for the part where this is not what's taken place.
He can't even scream inside of his head over what's going on. He can't fight, being merely an incorporeal being trying to protect his friend. He just—he can't. It's a horrible, useless feeling, or it will be when his mind is back.
It's not. And if there's any affection for Sora, it's only finding its way translated into rage and destruction right now.
He dives toward him again, this time reaching for his shoulders to try to drag him away.]
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He can't even scream inside of his head over what's going on. He can't fight, being merely an incorporeal being trying to protect his friend. He just—he can't. It's a horrible, useless feeling, or it will be when his mind is back.
It's not. And if there's any affection for Sora, it's only finding its way translated into rage and destruction right now.
He dives toward him again, this time reaching for his shoulders to try to drag him away.]