Amnesiac or not, Roxas was still Roxas. Still the Organization's number XIII. The Key of Destiny. "Hahaha!" a trail of laughter followed Axel back to his striking position as he recovered, he seemed to be taking joy in this now. Perhaps it was the appearance of the Keyblade, or maybe it was that look in his friend's eyes. Even if he forgot everything, deep down... yeah... this was definitely still Roxas.
"You remember how to use that thing?" He didn't wait for an answer before lifting his arms high in the air, encasing the two of them in a ring of flames, just in case... Roxas was planning to end the fun early.
"Guess you better learn fast! C'mon!" he shouted, throwing a chakram straight towards the other as a diversion, as he followed quickly behind to deliver a kicking strike of his own.
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Amnesiac or not, Roxas was still Roxas. Still the Organization's number XIII. The Key of Destiny. "Hahaha!" a trail of laughter followed Axel back to his striking position as he recovered, he seemed to be taking joy in this now. Perhaps it was the appearance of the Keyblade, or maybe it was that look in his friend's eyes. Even if he forgot everything, deep down... yeah... this was definitely still Roxas.
"You remember how to use that thing?" He didn't wait for an answer before lifting his arms high in the air, encasing the two of them in a ring of flames, just in case... Roxas was planning to end the fun early.
"Guess you better learn fast! C'mon!" he shouted, throwing a chakram straight towards the other as a diversion, as he followed quickly behind to deliver a kicking strike of his own.