[More than happy to be among crowds of people, especially musicians: his people, Sora can be caught saying hi to pretty much everyone, Pride or Virgo. Especially if he's already met the person once before, he will greet them like old friends. It's clear that despite the weirdness that had been happening this month, he's pretty much back to being happy and carefree. Or, again, it could be the fact that this festival has just got him really pumped.]
B: SPOTLIGHT
[This energy that Sora's carrying again is also maximized when he's on stage. He performs moves perfectly, hits all the high notes he's meant to as the boy band's soprano. He treats his band mates with the utmost affection, surely to the delight of many fangirls out in the crowd, though he seems to be paying special attention to the most emotionally volatile member of their group: Jamie... Likely because he's the most emotionally volatile so Sora feels protective. But each of them holds a special place in his heart, and this is more obvious then ever as he performs with them.
Even after right after a performance, he's more affectionate than usual, and will be practically hanging off any of his friends that he finds backstage. There may even be surprise glomps, because he's that chipper right now.]
C: NOISE
[If he'd managed to keep it hidden before now, it's certainly not going to be a secret anymore that Sora's a big fan of all of his friends' bands. He can be found at any of their merchandise tables, genuinely hyped as he peruses all the merchandise. He gravitates toward the food stalls just as often, and can also be caught signing autographs with the biggest grin on his face ever. He may not have as many fans as Maxxie or Jamie apparently do, but this doesn't bother him in the slightest. Even having one fan makes him incredibly happy, and he willingly poses for pictures with some of them too.]
D: REMEMBER
[It's when he's by some food vendors and has just gotten a paper plate piled full of nachos that it happens. It's the third time, and at this point he's starting to recognize what it is as the wave of feeling, vision, and noise washes over him:
The red-haired girl he's seen twice now is laying on the floor. He runs to her. There's a name this time, he says it. "Kairi."
He lifts her gently from the ground, so she's sitting up. But her body is limp, she's not moving. "Kairi! Kairi! Open your eyes!"
"It's no use. That girl has lost her heart. She cannot wake up." The silver-haired boy, from the first time he'd experienced this. He sounds different, looks different. He's different, somehow.
Sora lays Kairi back down, stands. "What? You..."]
You're not Riku. [It leaves his mouth as the vision fades, and he's left with that weird feeling like he's lost again, out of place. But there's also a sense of hope as his mind latches onto these names he's been given, along with a deep worry because of what he'd heard and seen. Where was the rest of it? What happened next?
...Also he just dropped his nachos onto the grass.] --Oh. [To onlookers, this could appear to be the reason for his sudden surprise. Unless they'd heard him speak, in the noisy crowd.]
Sora | Pride's "Flashstep" | OTA, prose or brackets fine.
[More than happy to be among crowds of people, especially musicians: his people, Sora can be caught saying hi to pretty much everyone, Pride or Virgo. Especially if he's already met the person once before, he will greet them like old friends. It's clear that despite the weirdness that had been happening this month, he's pretty much back to being happy and carefree. Or, again, it could be the fact that this festival has just got him really pumped.]
B: SPOTLIGHT
[This energy that Sora's carrying again is also maximized when he's on stage. He performs moves perfectly, hits all the high notes he's meant to as the boy band's soprano. He treats his band mates with the utmost affection, surely to the delight of many fangirls out in the crowd, though he seems to be paying special attention to the most emotionally volatile member of their group: Jamie... Likely because he's the most emotionally volatile so Sora feels protective. But each of them holds a special place in his heart, and this is more obvious then ever as he performs with them.
Even after right after a performance, he's more affectionate than usual, and will be practically hanging off any of his friends that he finds backstage. There may even be surprise glomps, because he's that chipper right now.]
C: NOISE
[If he'd managed to keep it hidden before now, it's certainly not going to be a secret anymore that Sora's a big fan of all of his friends' bands. He can be found at any of their merchandise tables, genuinely hyped as he peruses all the merchandise. He gravitates toward the food stalls just as often, and can also be caught signing autographs with the biggest grin on his face ever. He may not have as many fans as Maxxie or Jamie apparently do, but this doesn't bother him in the slightest. Even having one fan makes him incredibly happy, and he willingly poses for pictures with some of them too.]
D: REMEMBER
[It's when he's by some food vendors and has just gotten a paper plate piled full of nachos that it happens. It's the third time, and at this point he's starting to recognize what it is as the wave of feeling, vision, and noise washes over him:
The red-haired girl he's seen twice now is laying on the floor. He runs to her. There's a name this time, he says it. "Kairi."
He lifts her gently from the ground, so she's sitting up. But her body is limp, she's not moving. "Kairi! Kairi! Open your eyes!"
"It's no use. That girl has lost her heart. She cannot wake up." The silver-haired boy, from the first time he'd experienced this. He sounds different, looks different. He's different, somehow.
Sora lays Kairi back down, stands. "What? You..."]
You're not Riku. [It leaves his mouth as the vision fades, and he's left with that weird feeling like he's lost again, out of place. But there's also a sense of hope as his mind latches onto these names he's been given, along with a deep worry because of what he'd heard and seen. Where was the rest of it? What happened next?
...Also he just dropped his nachos onto the grass.] --Oh. [To onlookers, this could appear to be the reason for his sudden surprise. Unless they'd heard him speak, in the noisy crowd.]