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[Closed] The way that we live...
Who: ???
key_illusion & Roxas
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What: Roxas has more problems bothering him, and ??? out for a stroll during the night.
When: Backdated to Day 54
Where: Gefion Park
Rating: PG
[Flower gardens are probably the last place anyone would expect some dark figure to be roaming through. Good thing it's night though, and the only thing giving his position away is the moonlight as he walks down one of the well-kept pathways. The only point ???'s there at all is to create a more detailed map in his database rather than rely on a piece of paper to help him navigate.
It's not like his room had become too stuffy and dull for him and that he's been lost in thought a few times...but the new, outside stimulus is nice.
However, even if he was calculating and reexamining files and memories during his walk, he wasn't completely off-guard. He would always be alert for any signs of other people approaching.]
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What: Roxas has more problems bothering him, and ??? out for a stroll during the night.
When: Backdated to Day 54
Where: Gefion Park
Rating: PG
[Flower gardens are probably the last place anyone would expect some dark figure to be roaming through. Good thing it's night though, and the only thing giving his position away is the moonlight as he walks down one of the well-kept pathways. The only point ???'s there at all is to create a more detailed map in his database rather than rely on a piece of paper to help him navigate.
It's not like his room had become too stuffy and dull for him and that he's been lost in thought a few times...but the new, outside stimulus is nice.
However, even if he was calculating and reexamining files and memories during his walk, he wasn't completely off-guard. He would always be alert for any signs of other people approaching.]
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Sora.
The boy from his dreams; the one he became when asleep, reliving his experiences without any conscious will of his own. But now he's real, he's here in Asgard, just like Riku and the others he thought were all in his head. That alone was a realization enough to shake the foundations of what he'd known. The bits and pieces he'd been getting from Namine, from Riku and even Vanitas and ??? himself--they'd all be mangled together and thrown into his reality as soon as Sora visited him in the hospital.
"You were born from me."
"Your twilight Town isn't real."
"You're my other half, Roxas. You're my Nobody."
It's everything he's been dreading since Namine last spoke to him seriously--that there was something wrong with him, with what he was seeing and experiencing. Maybe he was never even meant to exist to begin with. Maybe Vanitas, as horrid as he was, was right. He was damaged or incomplete or--or something. But he's got so many memories...all his time in twilight Town. He can remember shops opening, spending time with his friends. He remembers school, having homework, signing up for the Struggle tournament...everything he should. Right?
There's a flicker of memory, of an island and a red-haired girl he's never seen before and Roxas winces, holding his temple. What's happening to him...? ]
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That pained look is out of place though, and ???'s annoyance switches to unease just as quickly. What memories was he remembering now?
He doesn't move towards Roxas immediately but turns on his bracelet instead to type out a message:]
If you're having headaches now, maybe you should check yourself into the hospital again.
I did say if you needed advice, I'd help you. So here I am.
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How did they...?? ]
Are you stalking me?
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Look up.
[After sending that message, ??? starts walking towards Roxas before he continues typing.]
What happened since our last conversation? Something seems to be bothering you again.
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It's nothing. My head just hurts a little.
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Don't lie. It's more than just that.
[He knows these things, Roxas. Haven't they gone over this before?]
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I met him--Sora. He came to visit me when I was in the hospital.
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But the mention of Sora...already has ???'s suspicions up that he's been blabbering about things he shouldn't again.]
Was it really so bad? I thought you wanted to meet him.
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[Just watching Roxas seems to tell him all he needs though, and the memories in his database are adding to his sympathy and irritation.]
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What if...they're right about me?
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It's painful to hear it and the fact that he's thinking it too. He won't bring himself to type it though.]
Do you want them to be right?
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You can show me though.
[And he extends his hand towards Roxas, as if to initiate a handshake.]
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Remember the scene. What did Sora say to you?
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He's in the hospital room again; things are fuzzy but Sora's voice cuts through with startling clarity and the scene plays out just as he remembers it. But included with that is not only his feelings from then, but now--gut-wrenching anxiety, denial, immense sadness, fear; and doubt. Because as soon as the Sora in his memories says "you were born from me" Roxas' mind loops back and hastily whips through each and every memory Namine's implanted in him in order to deny what he's heard. And it keeps doing that, jumping around erratically. ]
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Close enough that ??? decides he needs to clean up the mess. It's the doubt that's the key, the verge of acceptance, and a very real threat.
When the memories run through the loop again, he decides to interfere their course this time and focus Roxas' mind on the fake memories:]
Think of home. Your friends. Twilight Town. Ice cream on the clock tower. Summer vacation.
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All his important memories, fake though they may be, take on a less erratic path and stick around longer. Bits and pieces play out and then skip, but it's nowhere near as chaotic as the frantic loop from before, and eventually it lingers on a day like any other; just them at the Usual Spot, laughing over one of Pence's obsessions and Heyner's temper. Olette's quiet but knowing and insistent glances to get Roxas to speak up...this is what he wants to be real. Moments like these.
Heyner...Pence...Olette... ]
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The feedback is the same, except Sora's voice isn't as clear as it should, soon fading at the end as Roxas grows more upset. Everything that would have caused the pain and confusion has been censored now, purposely faded like a bad memory. But he doesn't want Roxas' mind to linger and figure out what's missing, so he prompts a few more reminders to return him to the fake Twilight Town memories.]
The sunsets. Struggle tournament. Hayner, Pence, Olette. Remember them.
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