Sora could only sigh and fidget, fists clenching and unclenching with stiff musculature as sky blue eyes scanned the by now all too familiar crowd of blonds.
Just where the heck was he..? He'd told the ex-Organization member in instant messaging to meet him here, and yet it'd been well over an hour. No, this wasn't worry. Manly men didn't worry. Perhaps Axel had been farther than expected?
Casting a wary gaze back to the train, the brunet had to reason with logic that he couldn't just hop on and go looking again. Who knew where Axel was right now.
Besides, the red head himself hadn't appeared to have wanted to inform Sora anyway.
The sudden stuffed air of the crowded station seemed to feel constricting now. Breathe.
Sora did admit he had the brain of a bean bag sometimes, but this was different, it was more than just opinion - it was also a feeling. Completely unexplained and bizarre, but it was there none the less, nestled rather noisily in his heart, just serving to tug and lead him to believe he couldn't just let Axel out of sight.. Sight. Sight.
Sora blinked, face almost falling. ...It suddenly dawned.
He had NO IDEA what Axel looked like.
...
Way to go, although everyone had a nice hand in messing this poor boy up in buttered contradictions, Sora probably just helped them all out with an extra notch of ignorance and rushed actions lacking of thought.
Never mind the scuffle of people up ahead, Sora was too busy feeling at a loss; in simpler terms, like a ball of stupid.
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Just where the heck was he..? He'd told the ex-Organization member in instant messaging to meet him here, and yet it'd been well over an hour. No, this wasn't worry. Manly men didn't worry. Perhaps Axel had been farther than expected?
Casting a wary gaze back to the train, the brunet had to reason with logic that he couldn't just hop on and go looking again. Who knew where Axel was right now.
Besides, the red head himself hadn't appeared to have wanted to inform Sora anyway.
The Keyblade master heaved another sigh, shifting his weight to one foot while the other idly lifted to scratch the back of his calf; another nervous tick, most likely. Directing his sight back to Kairi and Naminé, whom by now were looking with him, didn't seem too pooled with luck either. But then again, they were looking for someone different.
Riku had been the white lie of a reason for his motives. (Hey, it was not that much of a lie when it's in actual reality a half truth!)
That way, the girls never questioned the sudden rush to head here, and silently it paranoid him to wonder if perhaps it had been the smartest thing. Axel had kidnapped Kairi once, and something with Naminé too.. The brunet didn't remember, but although both girls seemed to have forgiven the Nobody, what if the others who'd spoken ill of Axel were right? What if Sora really was wrong in following his heart this time?
The sudden stuffed air of the crowded station seemed to feel constricting now. Breathe.
Sora did admit he had the brain of a bean bag sometimes, but this was different, it was more than just opinion - it was also a feeling. Completely unexplained and bizarre, but it was there none the less, nestled rather noisily in his heart, just serving to tug and lead him to believe he couldn't just let Axel out of sight.. Sight. Sight.
Sora blinked, face almost falling. ...It suddenly dawned.
He had NO IDEA what Axel looked like.
...
Way to go, although everyone had a nice hand in messing this poor boy up in buttered contradictions, Sora probably just helped them all out with an extra notch of ignorance and rushed actions lacking of thought.
Never mind the scuffle of people up ahead, Sora was too busy feeling at a loss; in simpler terms, like a ball of stupid.