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destinystrings2012-11-20 03:48 pm
terra_nullius) wrote in destinystrings2012-11-20 03:48 pm
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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.
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.
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More images follow; the courtyard in Radiant Garden, Vanitas and Aqua fighting, and the masked boy lying on the ground apparently unconscious.
He tries to make sense of it in context with Aqua's quote... and the only thing he can think of makes him finally see red. If it hadn't been Ven... it could've been Aqua that was used.
Just. Going to finally look up at Aqua. "Aqua. If Vanitas ever shows up here, I want to be the one to throw him through a window."
That's the least of what he wants to do to someone that's made casual reference to using his friends like that, but it'll have to do.
Okay. Trying to calm down again. This 'not letting your emotions control you' thing was difficult.
Well. Looking thoughtful now. That's a good question, Aqua. "... I don't know. I'd prefer to call him by another name, but I wouldn't be able to think of one that might suit him. He is a blank slate right now, after all."
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He sobers up a second later though, Aqua is right after all. They do need to figure out what to do with the guy that's lying outside. Glancing over to the door, he frowns again as he thinks... a blank slate. A man that was hell bent on creating something that would put them all at risk, for light knows what reasons back home.
Well... given how things had turned out there, there was definitely a chance that he might remember some things at least...
"Maybe we should just ask him about it. If he doesn't recall any names, we can discuss one with him."
Preferably one that isn't Xehanort.
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"Well, it will be your turn... I'll distract him if you give me the chance to." She frowns slightly, but nods faintly. She'll admit, that she wasn't the best with making up names for anyone. "It wouldn't hurt."
Yet something felt wrong and she couldn't put a finger on it. Maybe it was just her attempt to not see red after what was revealed? Either way, she'd prefer not calling him Xehanort, either.