[action/voice] Fourth Wall

[perplexme]

[Not much can be said about the sudden boom in the village. Roxas has a vague sense that this has happened before...but he's probably imagining it. Maybe mixing it with Sora's memories.

So today he's out in the village walking his cat--yes, walking his cat and just generally making observations about people. He may or may not be looking for certain people, but he's not going to admit that.

Finally though it drives him crazy enough that he eventually addresses the journals.]

...hi. [He was going to comment on how crowded everything is, maybe ask what is going on or if anyone remembers but then he gets a look at what everyone else has to say--]

...you know what, never mind.

Comments

[perplexme]

Are they? I'm not so sure about that. [Luceti's made it easier for him to express those kind of thoughts.]

You mean besides the wings? Because those are pretty obvious and immense. [It's hard to gauge if this is the Zexion he knows from home, or if it's the Zexion he knows from here. Not that it matters, seeing how Zexion is still Zexion and sometimes frustrating to Roxas. Just less frustrating than a lot of the others.]

[requital]

[It does too matter. They played chess, of all things. Chess!

. . . But as usual, Roxas proves his tendency of convoluting things, at least in respect to the topic of themselves. Or the lack thereof. Zexion will set that aside for now.

He shakes his head.]

Besides them, though the wings are the most. The lack of them is curious—after all, those who lose theirs perish.

[perplexme]

[You can't say you're that surprised, Zexion. It happens, chess or not.]

So what, all of you are already dead and now we're just in some sort of limbo? Sounds like an imaginary threat at this point.