[ It will help, in the end. Roxas has a heart overflowing with feelings he cannot fully articulate, and he has always responded to that with anger; lashing out. Always, it was the path of least resistance, the easiest way to let loose what boiled inside of him. He has gained some emotional literacy in his time in the CDC, knows far more now than the fairy tale wisdoms he had acquired in brief term of existence.
But it's a relief not to think about it right now. He's done so much thinking and worrying and questioning. He feels miserable with himself, with his past, with his future. He's terrified to disappoint everyone, especially those who need him most.
He's not being asked to impress right now though. He's just being asked to let go.
For his small size, he is quite ferocious when his temper gets the better of him and he unleashes it. He's quick and he's strong but he is not thinking about defense and is easy to stun with a little bit observation. It doesn't keep him down for long, and with his thoughts swirling around him -- so many regrets and wishes and betrayals -- he eventually reaches a crescendo where he might just tumble too far into his anger.
But he doesn't. The clash of toy swords looses his from his grip, and he sits down, panting heavily.
He feels better, in a way, although he finds it entirely baffling that there are still tears on his face.
He doesn't know if he should be ashamed of himself or not. He's cried more in the past few days than he has in his entire life. He wipes at them in childish confusion. ]
Having a heart is way harder than I thought.
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desenchanter) wrote on December 28th, 2014 at 12:59 am
desenchanter) wrote on December 28th, 2014 at 12:59 am
Iiii will sum it up, if you have more to add go for it!