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[oneistwo.livejournal.com]

To whoever knocked Sora's head by opening a door too fast, great job. Hit him a little too hard and so he's been knocked out and you get to deal with me until whenever he wakes up. Congratulations.

[ooc: Figured I should introduce Roxas's half of this. He still looks like Sora, but his voice and behavior is clearly Roxas's.]

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[everthorned.livejournal.com]

... want wha--

[freezes, stares.]

Want a... proposal... from Roxas?

[ofoblivion.livejournal.com]

... I guess?

lmfao wow. you didn't see that.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[covers hands, impossibly red.]

U-um... we're both too young, and there's Axel and Riku to consider 'cause they're also my suitors, so...

[ofoblivion.livejournal.com]

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[squeaks.]

Why do you keep making that face...?

[ofoblivion.livejournal.com]

I'm speechless, that's why.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[scoots a little away from him, biting lip.]

Um. I'm sorry...?

[ofoblivion.livejournal.com]

So ... how does your world work?

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[shifts a little in his seat, bent over a little. touches the necklace that makes his voice girlish.]

... um. It's just... London. It's normal, not very spectacular. I don't have any powers or special roles, anything at all like these Soras here.

[looks up at him semi-nervously, quickly breaks the contact and looks down at his feet, toying at the hem of his pinafore.]

I-I'm from a family high up in society. There's a mass murderer around London killing off all of the boys in my family, so my parents sent me to a prestigious girl's finishing school so I wouldn't be killed. But...

[falters slightly, shakes head.]

Uhum, I'm sorry. I'm.. uh, rambling.

[ofoblivion.livejournal.com]

So you have to have the suitors to make it real. I've got it.

Sounds kind of scary, but I'd prefer to just take care of the killer. Guess it doesn't work that way if you can't fight.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[clutches his skirts, relaxing considerably. nods slowly.]

Y-yeah... that's all.

I don't think... anyone can kill him, though. People say he's like three people at once.

[ofoblivion.livejournal.com]

What's his name?

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

Some call him... Ansem, or Xehanort, or Xemnas, depending on the mask he wears.

[ofoblivion.livejournal.com]

You know my Sora beat the version of him in my world.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[looks surprised, then it falls away to an unreadable expression. tilts his head down, clutches his skirts tightly and bites down on his lip, eyes closed. voice nearly cracks.]

... I... didn't.

[ofoblivion.livejournal.com]

[grins.]

I bet you could if they didn't make you sit around in a skirt all day.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[looks up at him, surprised that he's not cutting him down for not standing up for himself or trying to fight.]

... but I have to. Maybe I cou--

[face falls. swallows, shakes head and bites lip.]

I don't have a weapon to fight with, and they don't exactly teach self-defense lessons where at finishing school.

[ofoblivion.livejournal.com]

[doesn't really have a reason to cut him down. he figures this Sora can't help his situation.]

Do Riku and Axel know how to fight?

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

[blinks at the question, looks down at his feet. slowly nods.]

Y-yeah, and so can Roxas. They were... [slowly gets red.] fencing... over me once.

[ofoblivion.livejournal.com]

[pauses and then nods.]

... I'll just ignore the last part of that.

You should ask them to teach you on your ... courting things.

[everthorned.livejournal.com]

... I-I'm not allowed to. The headmistress would get mad.