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Roxas finished smashing the computer, the one that ruined his life. He swung around angrily and stalked off into an unknown room where he found Sora, fast asleep.
DiZ appeared before him. His eyes narrowed, his hand clenched tightly around the keyblade as he swung it back and forth wildly, attempting to attack him. He was familiar. He was the one who did this to him. It was all about that Sora!
"My heart is my own!" Roxas cried, spinning around. Everything has gone white.
When Roxas awakened, he found himself face to face with....
Roxas finished smashing the computer, the one that ruined his life. He swung around angrily and stalked off into an unknown room where he found Sora, fast asleep.
DiZ appeared before him. His eyes narrowed, his hand clenched tightly around the keyblade as he swung it back and forth wildly, attempting to attack him. He was familiar. He was the one who did this to him. It was all about that Sora!
"My heart is my own!" Roxas cried, spinning around. Everything has gone white.
When Roxas awakened, he found himself face to face with....
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2013-10-20 22:17 (UTC)"Hey, you okay??" The brunette looked incredibly concerned; and, hovering over the Nobody, there was also a hint of confusion.
When the other teenager's eyes open, Sora leaned back to give him space. That guy seemed... familiar, but there was no putting his finger on it; and, at the moment, Sora was more worried about if he was alright.
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2013-10-20 22:22 (UTC)His eyes widened and he sat up suddenly. "Sora?!" He was face to face with that person. The person he was meant to be.
"I...how did you wake up?" He patted his chest and pinched his arm. "I'm still here!"
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2013-10-20 23:59 (UTC)"Uh..."
...Nope, he had nothing. Sora was actually confused before the guy suddenly appeared out of nowhere. The brunette had no idea where he was, actually.
After Axel disappeared, the darkness had come up from out of nowhere; and, after pretty much swallowing Sora up... Nothing. He had woken up in a strange place he'd never seen, before. His friends were gone, and he was left confused.
Sora had been completely alone, until the poor stranger showed up; so, actually, he was kind of glad to see the guy. Of course, he should first... maybe make sure he's not crazy, or something.
"...What?" He had such a way with words, sometimes.
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2013-10-21 00:07 (UTC)Regardless of his reservations, Sora was part of him and he frowned. "Are you alright? I don't know how this happened. You were asleep and I was supposed to..."
Roxas sighed and hung his head. "You needed me to wake up...but you're awake." He still felt the same, Namine had implied he'd feel different.
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2013-12-08 06:20 (UTC)Since he's reawakened he's had a bit of time to adjust to what the world is like on the outside of Sora's consciousness, at least, he's managed to unscramble his memories mostly. Having nowhere to go for the time being, he's been hanging out at Lea's house. So when he's back from outside, cheeks red from the cold, he calls his name.]
Lea! Lea! I found something! I need you to tell me what it is!
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2013-12-08 06:34 (UTC)That part takes up a lot of time.
Especially because things like this keep happening.]
Whoa, hey, slow down, Roxas! What's got you all worked up?
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2013-12-08 06:40 (UTC)I found it, it was hanging on a wall. I've seen it before, but only when it's winter time.
[Roxas holds out his hands with a little piece of mistletoe within them.]
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2013-12-08 06:51 (UTC)Lea rubs his hand over his face, as if hoping that when he removes it, all of this will disappear and he's not going to figure out how to explain this. Except when he peeks through his fingers, Roxas is still looking at him with that eager puppy look of his.
Great.]
Okay, first thing: stealing is bad. Second...that's called mistletoe. People put it up as a decoration around this time of year.
[And he hopes Roxas will let him leave it at that. He doesn't think it will happen, but a guy can hope.]
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2013-12-18 06:19 (UTC)no subject
2013-12-18 06:26 (UTC)When he finally gets back to the house, he's completely worn out and it shows. Usually, he'd just throw himself on the couch, but there's not enough space at the moment because someone is in the way.]
Move it or I'm gonna fall on you.
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2013-12-18 06:29 (UTC)Okay Lea...
[He sits up and moves down to the end of the couch.]
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2013-12-18 06:35 (UTC)Ugh.
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2013-12-24 05:32 (UTC)Lea! I'm home!
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2013-12-24 05:38 (UTC)[Lea currently has the refrigerator open for the purposes of staring futilely into it and trying to figure out why he tries to cook.]
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2013-12-24 05:47 (UTC)[He grins and comes into the kitchen marching up to Lea. He tugs on his arm.]
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2013-12-24 05:56 (UTC)[He's still looking at the carton of eggs and wondering if he can find something else to make with them so they don't have to have omelets for the millionth time. He needs a cookbook.]
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2014-01-04 04:41 (UTC)When Lea comes home, he's got his nose buried in this book.]
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2014-01-04 05:02 (UTC)[As usual, Lea tosses everything he brought back from the tower with him here and there around the room. Books will eventually be added to the piles of book in his bedroom, various assorted items and potions and such he's collected will make it to the proper shelves and drawers one day, and food he's picked up on the way home should probably go in the fridge for later or he could just eat it out of the container and stare at Roxas for a while. That sounds like a better idea.]
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2014-01-04 05:04 (UTC)Hi Lea!
[He makes no move to get up though, he's reading a very interesting book after all, wouldn't want to get distracted.]
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2014-01-13 08:03 (UTC)When he gets home, he has a grocery bag full of peppers he has no idea how to cook with and a container of some sort of leftover casserole. At least dinner is taken care of. He stows everything away in the fridge and sets off to find Roxas. He's not in the living room or the kitchen, so Lea sticks his head in Roxas' room.]
Hey, you. What've you been telling your friends, huh?
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2014-01-13 08:08 (UTC)Hm? About what?
[He looks up from the bed.]
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2014-01-13 08:11 (UTC)I picked up some stuff from Sora's and the guy wouldn't even look at me.
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2014-02-18 07:14 (UTC)I'm telling you, it's not done yet. The book says it takes longer.
[Even better than the voices, will be the surprise waiting for him in the kitchen.]
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2014-02-18 07:20 (UTC)What.
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2014-02-18 07:27 (UTC)Oh hey Lea!
[Roxas looks up, flour dusts out of his hair. Sora smiles sheepishly, wiping batter off his cheek. The kitchen might be a huge mess.]
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