Thirty-first Keychain-[Action]

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[If anybody's looking at the window of room 23 in building three, they'll see a bright flash of light before it goes dark again. Coming out into the rain late at night there's a figure walking away from the building through the center of town, hood of his black cloak up and dragging Oblivion behind him. It's assumed that while resting, Roxas could still be aware of what was going on, so he's completely on guard. He's on a mission right now, but he's walking pretty slow anyway. A lot spiraled this past week and he's ready for a fight if he has to. Feel free to find him walking through town.]

Comments

[flaring]

[from Roxas' right there should be a familiar whoosh as a chakram is sent on a trajectory course for him. the attack is hardly threatening, though, more or less just an attention grabber. so Roxas easily will be able to knock it away]

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[he hears the whoosh and Oblivion's already up to block the attack, sending the chakram out of the way and he barely turns his head to see where Axel is]

[flaring]

[his chakram hits the dirt, impaled on one point, then fades away seconds later. from the direction which the chakram came is Axel, not too far away and fully cloaked like Roxas. the redhead takes a moment, just watching Roxas, before casually walking closer]

About time. You're late.

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[walks until he's right in front of him, looking up from under his hood with a slightly crooked smile] Yeah. Sorry. But hey I'm here aren't I?

[flaring]

Sleep well?

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Kind of. Miss me?

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What do you think?

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Just checking.

[flaring]

I think you made it back just in time, too.

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

[It's been a while since this (http://perplex-me.livejournal.com/7952.html?thread=2072592#t2072592) happened, but it's late at night, Rose doesn't sleep, and she's completely unaware of his mood. She decides to ask him about it now that he can talk.]

Hey.

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[well considering that everything seems to be okay for now, he can spare some time to talk] Hey. Rosalie right?

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

Yes. I remember your name, too. You spelled it out for me.

[perplexme]

Heh. [Yeah, that'll earn you a slight smile Rosalie, really] I think it's a lot easier now that I can, you know, talk for myself.

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

[Glad I could be of service.:|b]

It definitely is. So can you now tell me what you couldn't before?

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Do you actually remember what it was?

[pileof-ashes.livejournal.com]

I don't forget anything. My memory's infallible.

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Sorry for being a little skeptical, but can you prove it? [At least he's honest and hey, in his line of work and the people he knows, you can't be too careful]

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[...well there's a voice he wasn't expecting to be out and about right now, so he'll turn and look] ...Xion.

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[More or less, he looks pretty confused because there's Xion and she looks...fine. His grip on Oblivion loosens as he walks toward her, that same quizzical look on his face] I don't think so...

[perplexme]

I guess so. [stops a good few feet away from her then]

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Why can't I tell you what? [he'll remain planted in his spot though, keeping his eyes locked on her]