To: All Heroes

[makingfriends]

[Unlike his usual writing style, this letter is short, simple, and to the point.]

For anyone who looked through their files in the lab, how accurate were they? Did any of the details seem wrong to you? Maybe even made up? Even slightly?

I'm not asking for details on what was in yours. I just want to know if your information seemed right.

Ventus

[He's already talked about it some, all while remaining equally vague, but... he wants to be sure. Lacking as many memories as he does, he has no way of confirming or denouncing most of what he read -- and that's what scares him.]


[Action - for AU!Yuna]

[Not long after, Ven decides he needs some more time to himself -- real time to himself, not just retreated to his room in a house full of people, even if they are his good friends. It's sunset by the time he makes it to his secret viewing spot high up on the side of Aqures Castle, and he settles there on the overhang to watch the last light of the sun fade over the city.

Once again, he's dressed in his Time Mage clothes -- that black coat, the one Ira attributed to some "Organization;" Ven asked Rae to give them to him again, but was quick to ditch her shortly after. He's not in the mood to be patient with her well-intended lectures, and she'd freak out if she knew about this spot of his, even if he is fully recovered.

As for why he's wearing the coat... he's not even sure. Some small, desperate way of trying to feel closer to Terra, maybe -- it's the only lead he has left. That and snippets of a thorough report on his life, much of which he refuses to go back and read. -- even as his thoughts are wracked with uncertainty, guilt, and apology towards Aqua.

How accurate was his file? He wants to write it all off as a lie, but he can't. He could confirm that parts of it were accurate, far too accurate, and so trying to pick and choose what he accepts as truth isn't as easy as he wants it to be.]

Heh... [It's a flat sound, lacking both humor and cheer.] I keep telling myself I want answers... but every time I get them, I just...

[He looks down between his knees at the drop in front of him -- stories high -- and sighs.]

The Master was right. I really didn't belong outside yet.

[And we're right back to square one.]

Comments

[silencesfate]

My assigned Moogle, Kharon, he really wants me to lock mine. He hasn't explained why. But if I had to guess it's one of those "ignorance is bliss" situations. A lot of people seem unhappy.

With how uneventful my life is, I can't fathom why he'd be alarmed. I haven't given it a look.

-- Minato Arisato

[neverfirstclass]

I only peeked at mine before I closed it but it matches what I remember and what I was told. Honestly, I've had enough of people knowing my own future and I don't want to know it anymore. I'm tired of living in its shadow and being told it's inevitable.

-Cloud

[Being in Aqures Tosf and knowing there was nothing they could do was bad enough. He still wants to believe his own future, and Sephiroth's, can be changed.]

[mcduck]

[ The letter in the envelope is tiny-- As if someone had forced the Moogle to write it all on a tiny piece so as to save paper.]

I can say the files are very accurate. I've found things in this computer that only I should have known. [Said things may or may not include the code to open his money bin.] I would recommend getting it locked as soon as you can.

[whereishe]

[Yuna got his letter and instead of responding she went in search of her friend. She hasn't read her future but she knows of the horrors of her own file. She doesn't know what Ven read but she can tell how it's affected him. She doesn't want him to just reject it, it's part of him.

Her hands skillfully move across the handholds that Ven had shown her that day after the game. She slips once, just enough to hear Ven's verbal contimplation. She lifts herself up with a smile.]

Found you.

[She lifts herself completely over the edge, settling next to him without a comment. Yuna is back to clothes she's used to after equipping gunner once more.]

I'm sorry if you wanted to be alone... [She pauses trying to think of what to say, her gaze locked on the sunset.]

I think you belong Ven.

[no1]

[ It's not a topic he wishes to elaborate upon in detail, so the letter is brief, too. ]

Ventus,

I was not aware of the majority of the information my file entailed, and I have no proof to claim it was indeed true.

-- Ace

[needsteaplz]

Ventus,

Strangely enough, a lot of information the file about me was true. I didn't find much regarding my future but its details about my past are too accurate for my liking. I don't feel comfortable sharing it this way and would rather bring those up on my terms.

Are you alright from reading your file though? If you don't want to talk about it over letters, I'll be home tonight.

-Saori

[damn_juicebox]

Ventus,

I hope you are well since our last meeting. From what I can judge, the details of my file were accurate, and eerily extensive. Was this not the case for you?

~Rukia

[She's not that upset about her own file. But there's someone else's she wishes she hadn't read.]

[tacticallyminded]

I didn't care to look. It seemed unnerving, to find out what my fate could be. But I glanced at the bottom. It confirmed one of my favorite foods.

Reasonably accurate, I would venture. How bothersome!

- Robin

[kensatsu]

[ This was quite troublesome, to say the least. He's not very keen on sharing the details of what his files disclosed, so he keeps the letter vague. ]

Ventus,

I've thoroughly checked for any possible errors in the files, but they were accurate. Frighteningly so, in fact. If there is anything you do not wish others to know, I suggest you lock them as soon as possible.

~ Miles Edgeworth.

[acceptedoblivion]

From what I can remember, it is. There were some things that I don't remember, but it all fits too well from what I do know.

Then again I'm used to only remembering lies, so I'm not the best person to ask.

Want to

Let me know if

I'll be home eventually if you need anything.

-Ira

[unyieldingspirit]

It had the names of my family. [Her father, her mother, her sister, half-siblings, aunts, uncles… all of their group, pretty much. It's frightening, and she doesn't like that- but there's no one here she can be angry at. It shows, though, in the way she scores her letters into the paper.] It was accurate enough.

K'pandolu