Fifty-Fifth Keychain - [Action]

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[Okay, it's warm. Very very warm. Even for the evening it's hotter than usual...but that doesn't explain why there's a blond boy wandering through the forest without his shoes and without his shirt. True to New Feather nature, the boy's wearing just the white cotton pants as he shuffles along through the forest.

It isn't until he gets to the center of town that he stops, staring at his surroundings with blank eyes. Well, great. None of this is registering.

Attention, Luceti. Would the owners of a blonde derp please come and claim your friend? He's not going anywhere for a while. It's a little too hard to process anything right now.

Is he staring at you? Or you? You seem like someone interesting.]

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[Oh yay, more dragging. He'll only react a little stiffly, but he follows along after Lina anyway. He's never been to a clinic before...what if they eliminate him?] ...why?

[lina-revolution.livejournal.com]

[Holy...

...Lina stumbles to a stop, staring back at Roxas with wide, startled eyes.]

Wait, wait, wait...

...so you mean you can talk?

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[Well don't hurt yourself. He stops walking and blinks at her before slowly nodding his head. Sure, he can talk. He just has a limited vocabulary at the moment.]

[lina-revolution.livejournal.com]

Great. Wonderful.

...so you can tell me what the heck you wanted with my sandwich, then.

...seriously, kid, are you feeling okay?

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[It's probably to answer the question about the sandwich than her other question.] I've...never...seen one.

[lina-revolution.livejournal.com]

...really?

[That throws her for a loop.]

Like...never? So they don't have sandwiches back in your world, is that it?

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[He shrugs. They probably do, but he's still never seen one. So he moves to rub the back of his head a bit, a slightly pensive look crossing his features before returning to the blank stare.] I don't know.

[lina-revolution.livejournal.com]

You saw what a sandwich looks like, right? So how can you not "know" if you've seen one before?

...maybe sandwiches look different where you're from.

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[Another shrug.] Maybe...

...where? [He means to ask where Lina's from, but he doesn't quite get that far.]