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paixaorpg2011-05-14 12:03 pm
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Memories, Where'd You Go? [Completed]
Character(s): Roxas and Eleven
Content: After a short talk on the journals, Eleven decided that he wants to help Roxas with his memory problems
Setting: Niflheim, then Destiny Islands
Time: Midday
Warnings: This is probably going to get really depressing.
Roxas had gone straight to the Nifheim gate after talking with the Doctor. He had told him an hour, because that was all the time it would take to make it there himself. He couldn't help but feel nervous--or...not feel, however that worked. It still didn't make any sense to him, not even a month later. Each day, it only got worse, and each day, he felt less and less like he belonged with Sora and Ven. They were so much different from him, and even though he could act like he belonged, it got more and more obvious that he didn't. Sure, he could be like them sometimes--a lot like them--but...that was different. That ws because he was...part of Sora.
...Whatever that meant.
"Man, where is he?" he asked the air, looking around for any sign of the man whose picture the journal showed as he was talking to the Doctor. If he was there, he was really good at hiding. Either that, or Roxas was looking in only the wrong directions.
His mind drifted off again while he looked, and he found himself wondering about Axel and Xion. It didn't surprise him anymore than he couldn't remember anything about what it used to be like with them, even though he was sure now that the people he'd thought of when looking at that tree on the island had been the three of them. He found himself trying to imagine what it must have been like hanging out with those two. ...It must have been really great, considering how angry Axel was that Roxas couldn't remember him. Roxas had grown used to the bitterness that came with the empty void of his memories before waking up that day on the beach and meeting Naminé and Xion, so it didn't really bother him as much as it used to. Maybe being around Sora and Ven so much really was helping with that.
But that only made him more determined to get them back. He shouldn't have to feel bitter about them, right?
Content: After a short talk on the journals, Eleven decided that he wants to help Roxas with his memory problems
Setting: Niflheim, then Destiny Islands
Time: Midday
Warnings: This is probably going to get really depressing.
Roxas had gone straight to the Nifheim gate after talking with the Doctor. He had told him an hour, because that was all the time it would take to make it there himself. He couldn't help but feel nervous--or...not feel, however that worked. It still didn't make any sense to him, not even a month later. Each day, it only got worse, and each day, he felt less and less like he belonged with Sora and Ven. They were so much different from him, and even though he could act like he belonged, it got more and more obvious that he didn't. Sure, he could be like them sometimes--a lot like them--but...that was different. That ws because he was...part of Sora.
...Whatever that meant.
"Man, where is he?" he asked the air, looking around for any sign of the man whose picture the journal showed as he was talking to the Doctor. If he was there, he was really good at hiding. Either that, or Roxas was looking in only the wrong directions.
His mind drifted off again while he looked, and he found himself wondering about Axel and Xion. It didn't surprise him anymore than he couldn't remember anything about what it used to be like with them, even though he was sure now that the people he'd thought of when looking at that tree on the island had been the three of them. He found himself trying to imagine what it must have been like hanging out with those two. ...It must have been really great, considering how angry Axel was that Roxas couldn't remember him. Roxas had grown used to the bitterness that came with the empty void of his memories before waking up that day on the beach and meeting Naminé and Xion, so it didn't really bother him as much as it used to. Maybe being around Sora and Ven so much really was helping with that.
But that only made him more determined to get them back. He shouldn't have to feel bitter about them, right?
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"Right!" he said, spinning on his heel and walking towards the exit, sticking his tongue out at the guards, "Castle floor, eenie-meenie-miney-moe, memories, then a nice cup of tea. Any complaints?"