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[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ On the snowy hills that were left behind somewhere in the Plane by an old visitor, there's a blond teenager crawling around (although, surprisingly, he's still in his summer-y clothes). His light-colored hair and clothes make him almost invisible among the white, but the black and red in his outfit helps him stick out all the more.

What's he doing? It looks like he's rolling a ball of snow around on the ground, trying to get it to increase in size. The spontaneous snowfall means it's time to make a snowman! And Roxas is more than willing to accept any help offered. ♥ ]

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[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[She takes another second or two to think... then shrugs both shoulders.]

Oh well. Maybe it's a special occasion, or maybe someone brought it with them! I should find whoever did and thank them.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

You think someone could have brought it? Then... how would they take it back?

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

I'm not sure... What if it just left when they did?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Maybe? Sounds kind of weird, though.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

Not much here makes too much sense, you know.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

I know. [ Rolls his eyes in amusement. ] Should I say "weirder than usual"?

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

That might work, yes. [She giggles a bit.]

Hey, I bet there's enough snow on the ground to make a snow angel!

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Hey, you're right. You should make one, Naminé.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[Like she needs convincing. ♥

She stretches out her arms and lets herself fall straight backwards onto the snow-covered ground. She begins moving her arms inward and outward to make the wings, giggling the whole time. And when she finishes, she holds out both hands toward Roxas.]

Would you please help me up? I don't want to leave handprints.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Yeah, of course. [ He steps over, careful not to mess up what she's already got, takes both of her hands in his, and tugs her upwards. ]

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

Thanks! [Once up, she turns to look down at her creation. Perfect. She turns to give Roxas a smile.]

You should make one, too, Roxas.

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

[ He looks down at the finished product and tilts his head. ]

You think so?

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[Nod!]

Come on! Why not?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Not sure if you've noticed, but snow is kind of cold.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

Do you want me to go get you a jacket first?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Do you have one that would fit?

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[She frowns, considering, and shakes her head.]

Probably not, but maybe I could find a bigger one somewhere at home?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Uh... if you want. I might be able to find one in Hollow Bastion, too.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[She smiles and nods.]

Okay. That way, you'd have one that fits, right?

[sunkenlight.livejournal.com]

Yeah! Gimme a minute.

[ Annnd he drops. ]