Fortieth Keychain-[Voice/Action]

[perplexme]

Yeah, yeah, we get it, new people. Can we stop talking about it already and figure out what we're supposed to do with all of them?

[Currently Roxas is sitting on the ledge of the roof of one of the community buildings. Don't mind him.]

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[mastersavenger.livejournal.com]

[Pause.]

... Must have hit your head on something. All right, Roxas... Why don't you come down here? We can talk this over.

[perplexme]

I already told you, I'm staying up here until all of you people are out of here.

[mastersavenger.livejournal.com]

Okay, I'm coming up.

[perplexme]

Why me?

[mastersavenger.livejournal.com]

I was wondering the same thing.

[perplexme]

What?

[mastersavenger.livejournal.com]

The exam? Did you forget? All the time, all the work... Finally, I'm ready for the exam and I end up in some strange world. With you... having some sort of identity crisis that involves wings.

[perplexme]

...what do I have to do to convince you I'm really not Ven?

[mastersavenger.livejournal.com]

... Coming down here would be a good first step.

[Having trouble finding an easy way up.]

[perplexme]

But then I have to deal with all of those other people. And how do I know you'll believe me just because I listened to you anyway?

[mastersavenger.livejournal.com]

Don't worry about those other people. Just... Trust me. Prove you're not who I think you are and I'll leave you alone. You can go right back to sitting there, looking miserable.

[perplexme]

I'm not looking miserable...[but FINE, climbing down now and disappearing inside to descend the stairs. He comes out of the front door of the community building. He stops in front of Terra and just stares at him. Wow you're tall.] There, happy?

[mastersavenger.livejournal.com]

[That's better. He crosses his arms... if just to suppress the urge to grab the kid, lay him over his shoulder, and return to looking for a way out of this crazy world.]

Thank you... All right, let's see. You say your name is Roxas. Where are you from?

[perplexme]

[Roxas is totally wary of this guy still.]

Never Was. And I guess Twilight Town. And I guess the islands, too.

[mastersavenger.livejournal.com]

Never Was, Twilight Town? The islands? Which one is it? I've never heard of any of those worlds.

[perplexme]

I've lived in all three in the past year.

[mastersavenger.livejournal.com]

But where were you born?

... You know, a vivid imagination won't help you become a Keyblade Master.

[perplexme]

...I think technically I was born in Hollow Bastion, if Sora's memories are right and what everyone has said is right.

I already know how to use the Keyblade though.

[mastersavenger.livejournal.com]

Sora? That kid's best friend?

I know you do, but you're not a Master.

[perplexme]

What kid?

I don't need to be a Master, I'm already better than you.

[mastersavenger.livejournal.com]

The boy with the silver hair.

Are you now? [Skeptical look is most skeptical.] What makes you think that?

[perplexme]

Riku.

Simple. [Give him a second and he calls forth both Keyblades.]

[mastersavenger.livejournal.com]

Riku. Riku's best friend. What does he have to do with you?

[What. A soft, surprised noise is his answer, and he drops his arms.]

Two...? Where did you get those?

[perplexme]

That doesn't matter to you, I'm guessing.

I've always had them. [Which isn't a total lie, but..]

[mastersavenger.livejournal.com]

Of course it matters. You're saying you're not you... not Ven!

[He hesitates, starting to really wonder about the kid's identity thanks to those keys.]

Is that so? [Holds his hand out, summoning his own Keyblade.] I don't know how... How you got those or how you could be someone else when you look just like him. But there's one thing I can be sure of: no matter who you are, you're not better than me.