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paixaorpg2009-11-13 07:28 pm
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Something about this seems familiar... [Active]
Character(s): Roxas and Kairi
Content: Kairi recognizes Roxas, who of course hasn't met her yet
Setting: Somewhere near Niflhiem gate
Time: Twilight, week
Warnings: None expected, but beware spoilers for 358/2 Days in case I might screw up. >.>
Roxas took a bite of his ice cream, lost in thought as always. He was sitting on a bench near the Niflheim gate, and was once again glad that Xemnas had let him keep the clothes he woke up in--not that he remembered waking up anyway.
The first thing Roxas thought about was Marluxia. He'd never worked with the guy much, and didn't know a lot about him. But apparently he was an enemy of the Organization now, and then he'd decided to start telling everyone about all the Orgainzation's plans...a lot of stuff that Roxas hadn't known a thing about. So they were actually inside Castle Oblivion? That was really weird, since he never remembered going there. Maybe one of the Dark Corridors had been set up to bypass the castle itself and bring him straight to Paixao. It wouldn't surprise him, since the Organization usually didn't bother to tell him things like that. He didn't even know what most of his missions were for, other than collecting hearts with his Keyblade. That was all they kept him around for anyway, but it was his job so he had done it without complaint. It wasn't like it was that hard very often.
Then...he'd met Riku here. And after that he met Timon. And still everyone was talking about Sora, but not telling him anything about the guy. What was so special about being his Nobody anyway? Did that make Roxas somehow important? But more...was Sora eventually going to destroy him, too, along with the rest of the Organization? Why would someone kill their own Nobody?
Nothing was making any more sense now than it had before, and the urgent pleadings from Timon to leave the Organization with all haste weren't helping the keyblade wielder sort out his thoughts. It was hard enough before he knew any of this stuff, but now it was a lot worse.
"Why can't I just be a normal kid, and go to school and hang out and play in the Struggle tournaments?"
Content: Kairi recognizes Roxas, who of course hasn't met her yet
Setting: Somewhere near Niflhiem gate
Time: Twilight, week
Warnings: None expected, but beware spoilers for 358/2 Days in case I might screw up. >.>
Roxas took a bite of his ice cream, lost in thought as always. He was sitting on a bench near the Niflheim gate, and was once again glad that Xemnas had let him keep the clothes he woke up in--not that he remembered waking up anyway.
The first thing Roxas thought about was Marluxia. He'd never worked with the guy much, and didn't know a lot about him. But apparently he was an enemy of the Organization now, and then he'd decided to start telling everyone about all the Orgainzation's plans...a lot of stuff that Roxas hadn't known a thing about. So they were actually inside Castle Oblivion? That was really weird, since he never remembered going there. Maybe one of the Dark Corridors had been set up to bypass the castle itself and bring him straight to Paixao. It wouldn't surprise him, since the Organization usually didn't bother to tell him things like that. He didn't even know what most of his missions were for, other than collecting hearts with his Keyblade. That was all they kept him around for anyway, but it was his job so he had done it without complaint. It wasn't like it was that hard very often.
Then...he'd met Riku here. And after that he met Timon. And still everyone was talking about Sora, but not telling him anything about the guy. What was so special about being his Nobody anyway? Did that make Roxas somehow important? But more...was Sora eventually going to destroy him, too, along with the rest of the Organization? Why would someone kill their own Nobody?
Nothing was making any more sense now than it had before, and the urgent pleadings from Timon to leave the Organization with all haste weren't helping the keyblade wielder sort out his thoughts. It was hard enough before he knew any of this stuff, but now it was a lot worse.
"Why can't I just be a normal kid, and go to school and hang out and play in the Struggle tournaments?"