• day 6 •

[otherness]

[Roxas looks worse for wear. He's tired and exhausted if his face is anything to go by. His signature black coat is gone, leaving him in a dirty, bloodstained shirt and pants. All the fight in his eyes has gone. The blood is old, at least.]

Didn't think I could still come here. [His voice is quiet, almost disbelieving. He gets up, carefully feeling the air in front of him for hidden walls, and then he begins to walk. His steps are slow, careful, and tender.

He stops in front of the movie theater and doesn't move for a long time, just looking at the sign.]

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[spiritofadventure]

[Castor definitely didn't understand the half of that, but it doesn't really matter. She scootches a little closer to Roxas and pulls him into a hug.]

I'm sorry.

[Even if it did sound like one of them was doomed regardless.]