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realityshifted2010-07-09 09:48 pm
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eleven locks.
[ Roxas appears distracted the very moment he appears on the Plane, cradling a cup of tea. His head tilts to the side, his expression open and confused. He kneels down, gently sets the cup aside, then lays himself along the 'floor' so that he can press his ear to it. ]
That's... new. [ He pauses, winces, and places his hand over his other ear. ] All right, let's use our indoor voices now.
That's... new. [ He pauses, winces, and places his hand over his other ear. ] All right, let's use our indoor voices now.

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As if trying to make a joke (though it's hard to tell, with half his face against Axel's chest)... ] I doubt you could handle properly it without hurting yourself, anyway.
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He had a coherent response to that insult. Really. But it was lost with his composure.]
... crud.
[That's all he has to say to crying.]
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And that part is really quite upsetting.
With the sound of Axel's heart, blood and breath in his ears, Roxas finds himself distracted while trying to not unconsciously match the tempo. It takes him a moment to actually speak. ]
How long?
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... Just a couple of days. Donald and Goofy are livid 'cause I won't tell them what's going on and I got the Keyblade.
Sorry.
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I'll talk to them. Why are you sorry?
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[He sighs.]
Somehow I broke the Hollow Bastion security system. I can't even begin to describe how that happened.
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You did?
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My bad.
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No big.
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