• day 4 •

[otherness]

[Roxas has been really tired lately. Between Xion being captured and Axel acting strange, not to mention the dreams haunting him at night, he hasn't been able to sleep properly.

Unaware of the gas' effects, he's curled up at the bar, falling asleep on the counter next to a soda.

He's good at this ok.]

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AND THEN MOVING HAPPENED

[otherness]

[His mouth moves but no sound comes out, because god damn he's actually right about that. It's weird and wrong to have memories that aren't his. He's always known that. But are they dreams, or memories? How is he even supposed to know?

He, too, feels the anger rising. Something about Riku just sets him off. He stands right up to him, toe to toe.]

What gives you the right to decide anything? You aren't me! I'm not you! It's none of your business!

I WOULD HELP IF I WERE THERE /CLINGS

[darkercalling]

No. I'm not you. Not at all. But it's more of my business than you'll ever realize!

[Because dramatics are what these boys do best, right? He glares down at him, not at all menaced by the fact that this blond Soulless boy is trying to stand up to him and be defiant.

Even if it feels familiar.

... No.

And he shoves Roxas backward - not all that hard, just enough to get him out of his face. He's acting before thinking now. It's probably going to get ugly, but he doesn't even care.]

I GOT IT UNDER CONTROL :|b

[otherness]

What--

[He barely gets one syllable out before he's shoved. He trips over a barstool and actually falls over this time, clattering and making a mess.

Roxas' glare is sharp and cold. He picks himself up, jacket and cravat crooked, but he doesn't care.]

Why won't you stay out of my life?!

[He steps forward, throwing his weight behind his words and trying to push Riku back.]

[darkercalling]

[Riku was expecting that, so he stands his ground, refusing to fall when the inevitable shove comes though he does stumble backward a half of a pace.

He retaliates by grabbing Roxas' wrist, so that he can hold the smaller boy away from him.]

Not until everything is back to how it should be!

[otherness]

[He struggles against the hand on his wrist, but Riku is extremely strong-- and Roxas, well, his health hasn't been too great recently. There was a point where he might be able to pull away easily, but that's not now.

He doesn't have time to worry about his sleepiness or his weakness. He needs to get out, and now. But if he pops off the Plane with Riku, there will be hell to pay.]

L-Let me go!

and then life continued to be a bitch >:

[darkercalling]

Fine.

[And he does. He crosses his arms, still glaring down at the shorter boy like he's expecting him to lash out at him again. He wouldn't put it past him, at any rate.]

/punches life in the tits

[otherness]

[Roxas gives him a long, argumentative look, his fists balled at his sides. He looks like he wants to sock him one, maybe two or three.

But a pang of tiredness reminds him that he's in no shape for a fight. Still angry, he pops off the Plane without warning, leaving Riku alone with a half-empty soda and knocked-over barstools.]