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When; After this thread.
Rating; PG/PG-13?
Characters; Riku Replica (![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
darkbreak), Roxas (obliviomancy).
Summary; The Replica is hurt and angry that Sora called him a stranger, so he goes off to fight monsters! Clearly this means Roxas needs to drop by and comfort him.
Log;
What Sora had said had understandably bothered the Replica. It really did sting when the only person who had told you they didn't care you were a replica, and believed you were your own person, and was your first and only friend had said to you that you were a "stranger". Yeah, it stung pretty bad. He considered Sora his friend and had thought that even though Sora didn't remember what happened in the Castle, they could remain (or become?) friends here in the city. But, he guessed... things weren't like that - it was a lot more complicated now, than it was back then. Namine and Sora were his only friends and yet he felt so alienated from them, like they're not the same anymore and things had changed and-- oh, he doesn't know, but what he does know is that it all just makes him damn frustrated.
So to release that frustration he went underground to fight some monsters, to cool off. He wasn't at the arena - he had no desire to fight for spectating people or their pleasure. He just needed to let off some steam, although because he was so preoccupied thinking about Sora and Namine, he wasn't able to concentrate entirely on fighting off the monster, and was... not doing as stellar as he was usually capable of. He had a few nicks and cuts here and there, and was working up a sweat quicker than usual. He just kept mulling over it in his head.
"Stranger, huh."
He laughed it off, bitterly, and kicked the monster away and rolled his shoulder against his ear. There was a quiet ticking sound, that just kept getting louder every few minutes.
It was pissing him off.
Rating; PG/PG-13?
Characters; Riku Replica (
darkbreak), Roxas (obliviomancy).Summary; The Replica is hurt and angry that Sora called him a stranger, so he goes off to fight monsters! Clearly this means Roxas needs to drop by and comfort him.
Log;
What Sora had said had understandably bothered the Replica. It really did sting when the only person who had told you they didn't care you were a replica, and believed you were your own person, and was your first and only friend had said to you that you were a "stranger". Yeah, it stung pretty bad. He considered Sora his friend and had thought that even though Sora didn't remember what happened in the Castle, they could remain (or become?) friends here in the city. But, he guessed... things weren't like that - it was a lot more complicated now, than it was back then. Namine and Sora were his only friends and yet he felt so alienated from them, like they're not the same anymore and things had changed and-- oh, he doesn't know, but what he does know is that it all just makes him damn frustrated.
So to release that frustration he went underground to fight some monsters, to cool off. He wasn't at the arena - he had no desire to fight for spectating people or their pleasure. He just needed to let off some steam, although because he was so preoccupied thinking about Sora and Namine, he wasn't able to concentrate entirely on fighting off the monster, and was... not doing as stellar as he was usually capable of. He had a few nicks and cuts here and there, and was working up a sweat quicker than usual. He just kept mulling over it in his head.
"Stranger, huh."
He laughed it off, bitterly, and kicked the monster away and rolled his shoulder against his ear. There was a quiet ticking sound, that just kept getting louder every few minutes.
It was pissing him off.
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Absently, Roxas let one Keyblade dissipate in a flash, pressing a gloved hand to his mouth as a new myriad of questions poured through. Why would the replica care about what the difference was when Namine had said he couldn’t use a Keyblade? How did he know about it in the first place? But the more he thought about it, the easier it was to pin down the answer.
“You’ve been talking to Sora, huh,” he said – and it wasn’t really a query, the way Roxas delivered it. It was a certainty. No one else would know as much about the Keyblades as Roxas did – no one but Sora. The reminder drew him up short again, and he watched the replica carefully. When he spoke, there was no inflection to his tone - neither disdain nor amusement, only a distant curiosity. “Why do you care? It’s not like you can use them.”