Fifteenth Keychain-[Written]

[perplexme]

[Private, 95% Unhackable]

Would I go home, or would I stay here? It's a legit question yes but I can see how people are having a hard time answering. Is it bad that I had an answer so quickly though? Would I rather be in a world where I'm living through someone else's body, not really living at all, where my best friend's dead and I have nothing but Sora? It's true I have answers at home.

But here...I have my own life again. Aros and I both do-like we aren't parts of Sora like we're really alive. I have friends here; old friends, new friends, some...weird friends even. It's enjoyable.

On the other hand, here I seem to be having problems understanding things about people. Specific people even.

Cloud told me the other day that I sound 10 years older than I look. I wonder if that's really true. I've never thought about it before, maybe he's right.

But even if I sound 10 years older that doesn't get me any closer to solving what the Malnosso are planning next or even what they're looking for by testing us. I want to keep searching, but I don't think I can but I need to rework some of my ideas. Maybe I'm putting too much emphasis on having to know answers instead of focusing on the little details.

It's frustrating not knowing. I don't like being confused. I don't like being kept in the dark.

It'd be easier if I could just ignore it, be like Yuffie and make snowmen or be like Fina and be almost naive but no; instead, I'm the one who can't take "I don't know" for an answer. Sometimes I hate it, sometimes I don't. I've realized I'll probably be disgusted that I just wrote all of this but nobody can read it, and that includes Nobody. Just move on.
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Um...can someone explain why a penguin gave me these flowers? And where they're from?

I'm not really enjoying the cold weather. My room's freezing. And the snow's messing up my skateboarding and my sparring. I don't feel good...at all.

[[ooc: from this. Flonne-mun if Prinny wouldn't have delivered Roxas' flowers yet, sorry! strikes still legible but not as clear as if they weren't there]]

Comments

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

This is me not caring at all!

[perplexme]

Tch. So you don't care? Fine, guess I don't have to tell you.

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

Hey. Hey. That's totally not what I meant.

[perplexme]

Oh really? Because that's sure what it sounded like.

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

Context. Can you understand it?

[perplexme]

Privacy. Can you understand that? Why's it a big deal anyway?

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

Sometimes, sure. Aaaaaaaaaand because I'm curious and you're here.

[perplexme]

I don't know why I should tell you something even Axel himself doesn't know.

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

Because I asked first?

[perplexme]

Yeah but still. Give me a reason why I should.

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

Iiiiiiii don't really have one! But hey, it's not like that's stopped me before.

[perplexme]

Suppose not.

Hey, weren't you supposed to go get my space heater for me?

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

You want me to that badly?

[perplexme]

He just stopped talking to me before I could even ask.

[gravity-splode.livejournal.com]

I'll see what I can do, kid.

[perplexme]

Thanks.