Ken Amada (
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October 4th
[CW: death]
It was a day where Ken was nowhere to be seen. Not in his room, the house, his old room, or anywhere he usually was. His phone was off, too. It may have seemed like he completely disappeared, had he not told Raven quickly before leaving that he'd be busy all day - just for the sake of not having a search party for him.
Someone going in that shady spot behind the Tatsumi Port Island station, however, would find him. He was there the whole day, just standing in the middle, not moving, seeming almost lifeless, his gaze lost in the void.
It was October 4th.
The day where she died.
The day where she was brutally murdered.
A scream. Sickly green hues. A giant monster suddenly appearing. Everything breaking apart. Rubble everywhere. She was shouting at him, pushing away, saving him. Blood. Terror.
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Will someone approach him?
It was a day where Ken was nowhere to be seen. Not in his room, the house, his old room, or anywhere he usually was. His phone was off, too. It may have seemed like he completely disappeared, had he not told Raven quickly before leaving that he'd be busy all day - just for the sake of not having a search party for him.
Someone going in that shady spot behind the Tatsumi Port Island station, however, would find him. He was there the whole day, just standing in the middle, not moving, seeming almost lifeless, his gaze lost in the void.
It was October 4th.
The day where she died.
The day where she was brutally murdered.
A scream. Sickly green hues. A giant monster suddenly appearing. Everything breaking apart. Rubble everywhere. She was shouting at him, pushing away, saving him. Blood. Terror.
...
...
Will someone approach him?
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Raven grabs Wagtail, pulling him back. "We should give him some space." He doesn't leave, but...
They're crowding him. He can see that now.
His Shadow casts Diarahan on impulse, even though it likely won't work, but he does keep a distance.
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It's such bullshit, he thinks, resisting the urge to kick the ground with difficulty. Ken is just like this because he thinks he's no good. And he's not! If I could find who did this to him....
He waits, fidgeting, with Raven.
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At least, now that he can properly deal with his feelings, the feeling of death stops building up and slowly recedes.
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But he doesn't want to push it. Can't push it. It wouldn't be right.
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"Why don't you find us some food? We may be here a while."
"Oh. I suppose that's not a terrible idea..."
Though his Shadow hesitates, he soon wanders off.
Raven will wait as long as necessary for his friend.
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It's worrying, the longer this goes on. The cold is getting to him, and he's sat right here with Raven. It's hard to believe Ken doesn't feel it at all.
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"...you're still here??"
He's baffled. Why would they stay for so long in the cold just for him?
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The soup is nice, at least. His Shadow sips from his own little bowl. "Are you hungry?"
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"Hey," he murmurs, bringing the soup flask, and the bowl that's been waiting for Ken all along. He pours some, offering it with hopeful hands.
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It was... weird to have so many people who liked him around him, but... oddly comforting.
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Nevertheless, he finally takes the bowl, if only so that Wagtail would stop trying to offer it to him.
As for what he does need...
"Do you want the honest answer?" he asked Raven.
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Plus, Ken deflects far too frequently.
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He draws up his knees, listening quietly.
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"What I really need right now is to go home."
And by 'home', it's clear he doesn't mean the house he's living in here.
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cw: suicidal ideation
cw: suicide
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cw abuse
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