terra_nullius: (don't look at me I'm hideous)
Terra-Xehanort (No Man's Land) ([personal profile] terra_nullius) wrote in [community profile] destinystrings2012-11-20 03:48 pm

backdated to the 11th

Who: The Strings KH Contingent
Where: Pisces Apartments, floor five common area
Summary: Roxas (and Terra) brought home a stray, is he responsible enough to feed and care for an amnesiac destined to bring the worlds to ruin?
Warnings: Spoilers maybe, but that's it


It was hard to stay unconscious when being jostled around, but all he really got from it were flashes of movement, scenes that didn't stay fixed in his mind long enough to really register where they were from. The sensation of being carried was strange, and he gripped on slightly at the odd feeling.

Where... where...

A big building loomed up out of nowhere. More movements, bumping. The feeling of upward motion... pressing down on him. Closed his eyes... voluntarily, at least. It was hard to keep them open.

Faces. Other people. Voices. Probably talking about him. Something soft, and he finally was still. Soft all around. He curled up slightly, attempting to burrow away in it, letting his mind ease.

Safety. Unconsciousness was all too quick. His body relaxed into the grip of slumber.
whereibelong: (Issues don't just go away)

It's fine, see I'm late too.

[personal profile] whereibelong 2012-12-19 09:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Xion's head shot up when the door burst open, eyes wide as she stared in slight alarm at the person who ran through it.

"Riku?" she sounded surprised, though the expression on his face was a fairly big indicator that something was not right. "What..." She bit her lip, looking to Xehanort and back again. "...what's wrong?"

Had she misjudged the situation somehow? Part of her wanted to explain, but if she was right and there really was something wrong, she didn't want him to have to take the fall. He literally would have had no idea.
dreamprotector: (pic#4892635)

[personal profile] dreamprotector 2013-01-03 08:06 pm (UTC)(link)
...Well. She looks all right. Not hurt, not like alert in any way that might suggest an enemy nearby.

Still, given that smell he just can't relax. Not until he knows the-

That moment he catches sight of the man lying on the couch, frowning deeply when he recognizes... certain similarities.

"...Who is that?"