The nice thing about the keyblade is that it doesn’t really exist. Technically it’s a manifestation of her heart, she can make it appear and disappear at will. Which is extremely convenient because people on this world don’t really use swords, much less swords that look like giant keys.
Except for the basic Kingdom Key which Mickey had given her, the key chain a bright silver silhouette of his basic head shape, she also has what she likes to call the Lorraine Key which is far more convenient to carry around. It’s still a blade shaped like a key, but for the most part, the Lorraine Key is less of a sword and more of a knife–small and understated.
It’s also absolutely fantastic at Wind magic, to the point where she can actually cast it on others. Which, well, she supposes makes sense considering the key chain is a pin that her grandmother gave her: a bird with an edged shield for a body, wings stretching beyond the circumference of a ring–of course it would be good at defensive Wind magic.
But other than that, she has yet to find anything that modifies her keyblade. Simple key chains won’t do it, neither do phone charms as she jokingly tried, or even other pieces of her grandmother’s jewelry (which she was grounded for a week for). She figures that there simply aren’t any other keyblade chains in the world–nothing with enough magical or emotional potential to modify something that literally comes from her heart.
By the time she turns twenty five, she’ll have another seven key chains.
She doesn’t use her keyblade that often, what with Mickey having locked her world against Heartless. And, to be honest, this world isn’t even all that appealing to the Darkness–the heart of this world isn’t as magically powerful as others, despite the high population.
In comparison to literal soul sucking creatures of darkness, the everyday threats of sleaze balls who won’t take no for an answer and muggers are hardly deserving of the term. She uses magic against them anyway (because she’s a big believer in the phrase use it or lose it and magic is just really cool). Mostly Thunder magic because it’s the easiest to explain away as a taser. And also, she could give Zeus a run for his money with how good she is–and she should know, she’s actually met the big guy and he said as much. (Though, to be fair, she was a little girl very far from home who had almost been kidnapped by Hades. A little white lie can be comforting.)
Over a decade later she knocks out a different God of Thunder with her magic and thinks that maybe it’s time to refresh her other skills.
She loves her world. Her adventure across the universe in a spaceship with a royal anthropomorphic mouse had been amazing, sure. Had been incredible and extraordinary and beyond the scope of anything else she would ever find on Earth. But that was just a jaunt–Earth is home.
Earth is messy and fragmented and near void of any cool mystical phenomena. But she loves Earth. And she doesn’t mean the physical planet (though she does believe in everyone doing their part to help the environment) but the people. The cultures and societies and governments. As a ten year old she didn’t know how to explain the idea of representational democracy much less multiple nations with different governments to a talking mouse who happened to be a king of an entire world, but she wanted to even then.
So while it’s a surprise to everyone else that she eventually chooses political science as a major, it really is just her, heh, following her heart. Sure, she’d probably breeze through the CompSci major (a field that really deserves more women in it) but hacking is a hobby for her, not a lifestyle. And even though she’s achieved space travel–something other people can only dream of–it’s as if her journey has only made her more appreciative of her own world.
But that doesn’t stop her from feeling nostalgic for her childhood adventures. And so even though she’ll always be a political scientist at, heh, heart, she signs up for an internship with the (crazy) eccentric Dr. Jane Foster. She doubts a semester of data entering in New Mexico will be anywhere near as exciting as her time with Mickey, but at least she’ll finally get those science units out of the way.
A month later she tries not to laugh hysterically at the irony while she helps evacuate the citizens of Puente Antiguo (though she’s pretty sure she could have taken the Destroyer. Just saying).
A/N: Apparently I am actually going to do this. Maybe? Hopefully. Anyway, I’m stuck on a bus for seven hours so I might as well. We’ll see if I come back to it at another time.
Title is subject to change.
And for those of you playing at home, yes Lorraine is the SSR agent played by Natalie Dormer in Captain America: The First Avenger who kisses (or tries to? I don’t remember how far they got) Steve.