Roxas (
heartismyown) wrote2013-10-20 05:35 pm
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I need to practice with Roxas! Please drop me a line.
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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Fine, maybe I will!
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[He shouldn't have to add that, but this is Roxas.]
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[Lea knows the deal.]
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[He can be very trusting, but it's not completely.]
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[Enough to get himself in trouble.]
You know what I mean.
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Fine, I'll get a job.
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[Lea's arms flop on the table. He should probably get up at some point.]
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You've been pretty quiet, you know, considering you just had a giant piece of solid sugar.
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I didn't cheat and eat while we were baking, so I'm not that hyper. I'm thinking now anyway.
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[Lea looms over Roxas, then tickles his sides just because he's there and he can.]
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Leeeeaaaaa!
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[Lea is merciless when it comes to this sort of thing, especially since he's not particularly ticklish himself, so there's not much fear of retribution.]
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[He squeals again and scurries out of his grasp. Jerk.]
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[Lea's not letting him go that easy. He's got long arms, after all, so it barely takes any effort to snatch him up again.]
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Lemme go!
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[Not letting up. Nope.]
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[Roxas groans and squirms out of his grasp, swatting at his hands.]
If you don't stop tickling me, I won't go get a job!
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[Lea's not playing fair, nor is he stopping. He manages to crowd Roxas in by the fridge and grins smugly down at him.]
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But but but...we like ice cream!
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[Roxas is going to regret the day Lea found out he was ticklish, he really is.]
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[Roxas whines a little at him.]
Stop tickling me now!
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[Well, Lea is. But he'll be considerate and stop. For a second.]
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[He pouts a little.]
I don't think I like it much.
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