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Post by rox on Jan 30, 2011 14:07:17 GMT -5
He didn't mean to wake up. Like all things, it just kind of happened. One minute he was smiling at Kairi with a face that would never be his and yet always had been, and in the next he was blinking away a swiftly fading dream of happiness.
Around him, the pod opened into sharp points like a deadly white flower.
Roxas was crumpled at the center where Sora once floated, serene and untouched for an entire year. The pod creaked under him when he got to his feet. It was probably getting old after all that time, and with no one looking after its upkeep the way DiZ and Naminé and Riku must've.
His brow furrowed. How did I get here...? It didn't make any sense. Everything had been fine, so how'd he get separated again? Well, maybe "fine" wasn't exactly right. Maybe he'd gotten jealous now and again, watching Sora get everything he wanted while Roxas lingered, taking in reality like it was a dream. Maybe he'd wanted to be free again more than once. Maybe the only thing holding him back had been facing the facts; Axel's death, the friends he'd never had...but maybe he wanted to mourn those in his own way without Sora's thoughts intervening.
All right, Roxas had sought freedom.
But that didn't mean he made it possible for himself. It felt like he hadn't moved in some time, limbs creaking almost as much as the pod when he jumped down and faltered into a kneel. As he straightened, footfalls sounding through the room in lonely echoes, Roxas couldn't know that another world away, another boy was waking from the same place he'd once slept.
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Post by Naminé on Jan 30, 2011 20:19:57 GMT -5
It was so easy to get lost in her own world.
Naminé sighed as she stared out the window. She didn't have that much to do lately. She didn't even know how she had gotten here in the first place. The funny thing was, she couldn't remember when had she been separated from Kairi. But she had; and when she first opened her eyes to Castle Oblivion once more, her first impulse had been to escape. She didn't want it to be like the last time.
That had been just a few days ago. Naminé hadn't gotten used to her new...freedom. She wasn't used to being on her own, to be able to wander as much as she wanted. So she had stayed in the old mansion most of the time. Waiting for something to happen. But what, though? She didn't know. But she was almost completely sure that something was going to happen.
"Hello?"
The echo brought the voice and made her gasp in surprise. Naminé quickly got to her feet and started running toward the place from which the voice had sounded. It wasn't, it couldn't be...but it was. Blue eyes peeked into the room and she eyed the other Nobody in a mix of surprise and concern.
"...Roxas?"
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Post by rox on Jan 30, 2011 21:49:26 GMT -5
Roxas wasn't expecting to hear a response when he steadied himself, and the one that came was so quiet that he almost missed it. He probably would have, had he not followed it to the blue eyes peering out at him from the doorway.
"Naminé!"
Somehow no one made him feel quite as much of a Nobody as Naminé did. He hesitated when he saw her, then finally moved like he was trying to remember what came after. She was an echo of feeling embodied, a constant reminder that they were two halves of two halves.
They were never supposed to exist.
Roxas saw that truth in Naminé's eyes with every time he looked at her. It burned, and he looked away for a moment when he got to her just to recover. "How'd...how'd you get here?" he asked finally, eyes wandering tentatively back to hers. It struck him as a stupid question. After all, Roxas was here, so it made sense that Naminé would be. But maybe she'd know why, which was something Roxas had yet to figure out. The mystery of his own existence, or lack thereof, seemed like a simpler concept than whatever yanked him out of his life with Sora and planted him back in this emptiness.
Something akin to worry surfaced for the girl who once stood across from him with her hands clasped behind her. "Is Kairi okay?" He knew immediately that she would wonder the same thing about Sora, and added, "I don't remember how we got separated..." knowing she'd understand. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Naminé on Feb 1, 2011 18:24:55 GMT -5
Naminé had to give a smile. She didn't vem know why, it was more of an impulse. It was...well, like a way to make amends.
"I...I don't know..."she answered, blinking lightly under his gaze. It was so ironic that Naminé, of all people, couldn't remember how she had gotten here. She should know; after all, wasn't she a witch? Maybe, this was karma. Maybe this was her punishment for messing with Sora's memories before...
She looked back at Roxas, a bit shyly. "Kairi's fine, I think...what about Sora?"she asked, curiously, and then blinked a bit. "I don't remember either, I..."she stopped herself and looked away. Guilt struck her, hard, and she had to look down at the floor, avoiding his gaze. "...I guess it's kind of funny that I can't remember..."she mumbled, smiling shyly. Then she looked back up and locked her gaze with his.
"...I'm sorry."
((OOC: Ramble! D: *is shot*))
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Post by rox on Feb 3, 2011 1:34:14 GMT -5
For someone who was so consistently forgotten, Naminé brought back a lot of memories for Roxas. That drawn little smile transported him instantly to that confused week in Twilight Town and the world crumbling around him as she shushed him gently with a finger to her lips. She was at once desperately innocent and heartlessly cruel, and in a way he loved her, but those emotions were all Sora's.
It surprised him when she didn't know, too. Back then, she always seemed to know everything, understand exactly what it was that plagued him and that there was no way to stop it. But at least she knew Kairi was all right...maybe. Roxas hoped she was. Kairi meant nothing and everything to him at once, and even if she would never look at him like she looked at Sora, he would still be able to see from behind Sora's eyes and spot Naminé's drawn smile behind Kairi's bright one.
He only shook his head when he got her question in turn. "It's alright. I don't know anything about Sora, either. We'll have to find them." The absolute worst case scenario would be if Naminé and Roxas were ejected because Sora and Kairi were unconscious and helpless or worse. If they were the only vestiges left of the two Somebodies, it would keep being hell on earth for as long as they lived. And Roxas didn't think he could fill Sora's shoes, but if he had to try, then he would. For his other's sake.
Roxas looked back at Naminé with a slight squint, lost in thought. "What's the last thing you remember...?" |
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Post by Naminé on Feb 7, 2011 19:22:15 GMT -5
Naminé sighed, letting her gaze wander around the place. The perspective that something had happened to Sora and Kairi...well, it was terrifying. She didn't want to consider it. She just couldn't. "I hope they are both okay...."she mumbled, biting her lip in thought.
She looked up at Roxas when he questioned what was her last memory. "I'm not sure...I think it...oh!"she suddenly remembered something, and eyed the door momentarily. "Wait a minute -I'll be right back!"she called out as she made her way toward the room she was using as hers. She took a hold of her sketchpad and rushed back to the place where she'd left Roxas. "It's this,"she showed him the drawing on the first page.
The beach and the sea extended down the bottom of the page, under a sky filled with stars and a crescent moon above all. Two silhouettes stood out against the sea. "They were watching the sky, I guess...after that I woke up in Castle Oblivion and came here..."she explained, shyly. That was true...it was the first thing she remembered drawing ever since she awoke. If that was her last memory; then Sora and Kairi might be fine, right? Oh, but...if they were, then why had she and Roxas suddenly come back to being?
"What do you think this means...?"
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Post by rox on Feb 10, 2011 16:16:57 GMT -5
"Naminé, where are you...!"
She was gone before he could stop her, sandals clapping against the metal and up the stairs in the next room. The white room flashed through his mind, and he knew where she was headed. He was still inclined to follow her, but since she told him to wait he did, knowing that with Naminé there could always be an important reason for that. Still, he wandered out of the pod room until he reached the one where he'd fought Axel. There was no sign of the flames that licked at the floor, nor the scratches in the walls where chakrams and Keyblades had glanced off in pursuit of another body. Of course there wouldn't be. All that had taken place in a world that didn't really exist, at a time when Roxas didn't know how bitterly appropriate that was for both of them. He couldn't regret it. This battle was the fight it took for Axel to finally understand just how important Sora was, just as the fight between Roxas and his other spoke volumes for how important Axel had been. Twin battles, and in between had been the portal to the place where Axel had died. Roxas knew it didn't linger in the same corner of the room anymore but he still didn't look, in case he saw it.
Seeing the computer up and running only made him want to smash it again. It was a powerful urge even now, after everything that had happened, and when Naminé's sandals clapped back down the stairs to reach him Roxas noticed he'd summoned his Keyblade without realizing it. He sent it back to his heart and tried to focus on the drawing. "Oh...huh." Watching the sky. As Roxas looked at the drawing, he noticed one star that looked brighter than any of the others. Maybe it was just his imagination. But in a gut-clenching feeling he thought for a crazy second that he was falling...he felt like he was that star, and suddenly his head throbbed with pain just as it had so long ago. "Augh!" A hand snapped to his forehead protectively, the other already half-lifted in case the migraine got worse.
And as Naminé said "Castle Oblivion" he heard a voice from worlds away join hers, deeper and sweeter and full of feeling. He stood here with Naminé and all the way over there, in what he knew was Castle Oblivion, with the unremembered figure of a woman and a terrifying sadness.
As quickly as it had come, the pain and the dual sensation was gone. Roxas blinked a few times to catch up with Naminé's question, slowly lowering his hand and looking up from the picture. "I don't know anymore..."
He didn't have to be told he'd connected with someone. Sora had already affected him in almost every possible way.
But Roxas knew beyond the shadow of a doubt that whoever stood with that stranger in Oblivion was anyone but Sora. [/blockquote] |
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Post by Naminé on Feb 18, 2011 20:01:22 GMT -5
Bright blue eyes widened in fear upon seeing Roxas hold a hand to his head and scream, and Naminé dropped the sketchpad, not quite sure of what to do. Though, it was over very soon, and she managed to relax. A light sigh escaped her lips as she bent over to pick her sketchapd off the floor.
"It's okay...I guess we will figure out in time."
She smiled meekly; looking away. A few memories flashed into her mind, of the times she'd talked to Roxas in the virtual Twilight Town, and guilt hit her, a knot twisting up in her stomach. She may not have a heart, but she had a conscience...and that conscience still screamed at her madly for causing him so much pain. For making things seem so complicated.
"...I'm..."she mumbled, not quite knowing what to say now. But she knew what she wanted to say, so she managed to lock her gaze with his. "...sorry. For everything...all I said before..."she looked away again. She had to, or otherwise she'd feel even guiltier, if that was even possible. Which it probably was.
"I never meant to cause any harm... but in the end I did. I hope you can forgive me..."she turned her back on him, and tugged a bit at a lock of her blonde hair. There...that was something she had wanted to say for a while now. She figured it was better late than never...
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