Waking up to my new Reality [Ventus//Open]

[Sebastian]

There was a war going on, but I didn't know it. At least not yet anyways. I was asleep, but not by choice, it was a spell that Master had put on the pod to keep me from panicking and trying to brake out. that would have been bad because, well, I wasn't on Meridian anymore, I was in between worlds. I didn't even know that there were other worlds besides our own, then again, I couldn't have done anything about it since I'm not quite a mage.

Now I'm waiting for someone to find me and I don't even know it. I don't know how long Master Brand's spell will last so I hope someone finds me soon.

[Ventus]

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[atrb=style, background: url(http://i51.tinypic.com/11m3rl4.gif) no-repeat right bottom] He braced himself against the wind that blew against his armor. Ventus bent his knees and leaned backwards before rocketing forward. On the back of his Keyblade Glider was a switch that allowed him to accelerate or brake just in case he needed to. It wasn't very often that Ventus found himself in between worlds. He was on his way from his home world that was now a twisted mess of white and gray. The armor Ventus wore was specially made for transition between the worlds, the Lanes of Between as his old and late master had once called him. Many different kinds of worlds had popped up since he had awakened and now he planned on exploring all the different worlds and helping people. As he flew along, a spherical like object caught her attention. He pressed down on the brake and hovered to the ball-like structure. It seemed to be a pod of sort. He knocked a glove-shielded hand against it to see what it would do.

WORDS; TAGS; NOTES; LYRICS; Airplanes -- Hayley Williams & B.o.B CREDITS; Ventus Image from Loc-k of Deviant Art Codes by Arzadon of OTE, & FD

[cs=2] AND THEY SAYIN' WHAT YOU WISH FOR so airplane airplane sorry i'm late I'M ON MY WAY SO DON'T CLOSE THAT GATE

[Sebastian]

as Ventus touched the pod the surface of the pod cleared and showed him what was inside the pod, a boy about 17 or 18 years old. He seemed to be floating unconscious in a night sky in front of a half-moon. After a moment, a message appears, as if being written by some unseen hand.

Master of locks, Keeper of keys, within this capsule is the last surviver of our world. He was my student and the closest thing I've had to a son. This pod is keeping him in stasis until he enters the protection of a world's atmosphere, it will then descend to the ground and deposit him there. However, if the moon becomes fully eclipsed before he is safe he will wake up and no doubt shatter the pod in panic. I beg you, do not let this happen. guide the pod to a world where Sebastian can get his feet back under him and finish his training. He will no doubt want to repay you, and I ask that you let him. Thank you for your kindness, Keybearer.
-Brand, Holder of the heart of Meridian.

[Jackson von Dubone]

An echoing sound of tunes lifted the silent emptiness of the in between worlds, a faint chuckle could be heard barely in the distance. With arms positioned at the sides, legs clapped together, and the head facing ahead, Jackson had an evil smile on his face as he flew towards his next visit. Where his next stop should be wasn't the question, rather, what will appear in his sights next? Visiting Neverland first was interesting in the long run. He wasn't alone either, made some new bonds - whether good or bad - with figures he never expected to see. And their personality - from reactions to attitudes - towards his uncanny characteristics were amusing enough. It was certain he was going to see them again.

As he continued to travel through the depressed black empty space, with only stars to decor and give the view some admiration, a glimmer of light twinkled in an effort to catch his attention. He turned to look and saw what appears to be a circular orb colored in grayish silver, hovering without a care in the world as if its travel is finally coming to an end. He then noticed a young steel blue armored warrior hovering next to the pod, as if the object held some importance inside. And whatever it was that gains one's interests, especially in this particular scenery, then his interests should be the same. Wasting no further time delay he redirected his flight and flew towards the pod, a small smile was now on his lips.