redcladidealist: (This isn't good)
[Lloyd's face is pale, panicked, when the video feed turns on.]

Guys, we have a problem. Cruxis is here.

[He swallows.]

And so is Kratos. He's taken over. It isn't Yggdrasill anymore, it's him. He's-

[His eyes abruptly widen, no longer looking at the Dreamberry but something off screen.]

Damn it, they're back!

[There's a flash of steel as he pulls a sword out, then the feed abruptly turns off.]


[ooc: Backdated to after this.]
redcladidealist: (The biggest grin)
[There's a huge grin on Lloyd's face, the kind of grin you only give when you're pleased and excited and everything is right in the world, or when something amazing is happening.]

Hey, everyone! Guess who's officially an adult today!

[That's right, it's his birthday - or the one that he and Dirk celebrate. The only one he's ever known, so the only one that counts as far as he's concerned.]

Oh, yeah, by the way, Kanaya, I finished that necklace for you! When do you wanna meet up?

[He... hasn't realized yet that Kanaya is gone. Late with your gifts again, Lloyd. Always late. :/ ]

But man, I've been looking forward to this birthday so much! Now that I'm eighteen, I don't have to go back to school!
redcladidealist: (Giving me a headache)
[A letter. That's what Lloyd had come home to. A letter. A letter and a suddenly empty apartment, all of Zelos's things just... gone. Lloyd stands there, still numbly holding the letter. Things had been strained between them ever since he'd found out. Found out that Zelos was dead. And how. Why. But he hadn't seen this coming.

Moved out.

Gone.

His thoughts feel broken and stilted. Zelos was gone.

Squeezing his eyes shut, the teen drops heavily into a chair.]


Dammit...

[For a long time all he does is just sit there, too many emotions lodged in his throat and his head to manage anything else. Finally, he pulls his Dreamberry out. He probably looks as bad as he feels - guilty, miserable. Angry. - but he honestly doesn't care. He needs to say something, even if it's stupid and childish.]

Somebody hit Zelos when you see him.
redcladidealist: (Erk)
No longer six years old. )

[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?
redcladidealist: (Kneeling)
Warnings: Violence and death.

Metal crashed against metal in a desperate cacophony. Lloyd struggled to push Kratos's sword away, but the razor sharp edge only slid closer to his throat.

Why...? )

[Lloyd watched the end of the "dream" with wide eyes. Was it a dream? It wasn't a memory. He remembered how that battle had gone, and it hadn't gone like that. But he didn't remember this dream. He must have forgotten it.

With a shudder he turned the Dreamberry off. He was so glad it was only a dream.]
redcladidealist: (I'm ready)
Warnings: Blood and death
Effects: None

Smoke billowed from the burning ruins of the city, obscuring the darkening sky. )

---

"NO!" With a shout, Lloyd bolts upright in his bed. The view on the Dreamberry spins as he accidentally knocks the thing off his pillow - then abruptly the feed shuts off.

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