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Roxas ([personal profile] perplexme) wrote2012-01-16 05:24 pm

Sixtieth Keychain - [Voice/Action]

[It all started in the morning. Roxas got up bright and early, wasting some time in the library before returning to KH house in the early afternoon. He was determined to drag Axel out of bed to go to the battle dome with him. However, when he entered the other Nobody's bedroom, he didn't see anything. He clicks on the journal then and he's not addressing it just yet as he makes his way around the house, just to see if he can find him.

There's no sign of him being home.

...]


...okay, Axel. If you didn't want to go out and train with me today all you had to do was say so. [He's going back to the other Nobody's room to give it another sweep.] Don't you think we're getting a little old for hide and seek? [And he's dropping to his knees, crawling around and looking under the bed and things.

And it's about then he remembers he has a rather useful device in his hands. He'll peer into the camera then to deliver his message.]


Hey, hi, listen. Have any of you seen Axel? Tall guy, bright read hair? Usually in a heavy black coat, snarks a lot? I mean it's not that big of a deal but I would really like to fi--

[It's then he sees a slip of paper that appears to have accidentally fallen under there. He makes a quick grab for it and sits on the floor, unfolding it and subconsciously mumbling to himself.]

...'nother "see ya" for now. I know I promised I wasn't going anywhere...

...I don't go away that easily...


...No!

[And he's taking off like a shot, journal in his hand as he bolts out of KH house and toward the village.]

You dummy, you can't be gone. Don't do this to me again!

[He's not going to stop for anything. Good luck getting him to slow down, but someone's on a mission to find the redhead, not fully believing the Nobody's disappeared from Luceti all together.]
fourteen: (&roxas → I'm not lost)

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[personal profile] fourteen 2012-01-17 01:52 am (UTC)(link)
[ Xion initially slows when he falls, startled, then speeds up, worried in the back of her mind that he's hurt, hard-won medic instincts kicking in--

And then it doesn't matter because she's on her knees in the snow beside him, dragging him up with sheer brute force so she can wrap her arms around him and hang on. Just hang on, like maybe she can keep him here if she just holds on tightly enough. ]
fourteen: (to choose → looking for the reason)

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[personal profile] fourteen 2012-01-17 02:02 am (UTC)(link)
[ She presses her face into his hair and tries to breathe, tries not to tremble from the cold and the grief and the effort it takes to support him. Her broken heart breaks again when she hears him start to cry, because Roxas... Roxas never cries.

Has she ... ever heard him cry before?

(Maybe, maybe, like an echo, a dream, the sound of her name whispered to the wind, caught on a choked breath...)

For once, bizarrely, for maybe the first time in a situation like this, Xion doesn't cry. Her eyes are too wide and bone dry, like she maybe forgot how, or someone stopped all her tears, stole them away, and maybe gave them to Roxas instead. Grief tears at her chest, clawing below her rib cage, but she just holds onto Roxas and doesn't cry and wishes she could. ]
fourteen: (pause → you'll turn to me and say...)

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[personal profile] fourteen 2012-01-20 09:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Of course we will.

[ Her voice is as soft as his. Not small, so much as extremely, carefully gentle. ]

Maybe ... maybe it won't be here. But we will, Roxas. I know it.
Edited 2012-01-20 21:17 (UTC)
fourteen: (steady → I don't think that you remember)

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[personal profile] fourteen 2012-01-21 06:23 pm (UTC)(link)
No. I don't believe that. He can't be gone forever. He can't be. We'll find him again, Roxas.

[ Her throat almost closed on those words. This is hard. So, so hard. ]
fourteen: (→ I'm not sorry there's nothing to save.)

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[personal profile] fourteen 2012-01-21 10:49 pm (UTC)(link)
... yeah. [ She gives him a squeeze before releasing him, leaning back on her heels. ] Let's go home, Roxas.
fourteen: (disconnect → introduced by a)

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[personal profile] fourteen 2012-01-31 09:08 pm (UTC)(link)
... I dunno. I guess so. After all ... it's all we've got.

[ A little grim, but also a reminder that it's something they have, they share, together. And one of the few, real, tangible and physical things that really is.

She stands, and offers him her hand. ]