kingdomdressing | at what we've done.

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at what we've done.

[and over in this corner of the dressing room, there's your normal Sora tied securely to a chair. seems like he's not particularly conscious, the way his head's bowed.]

[howe~ver, a few feet away, this gemini with bright blond hair is smirking, flicking a pocket knife around his hand.]

Now... where the hell are they.

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[he hisses in pain, stumbling backward, Oblivion already in his hand.]

Knife against a blade? Not fucking smart.

[have a rather vicious strike from his Keyblade.]

[o-oh, he's just sort of watching, rather wide-eyed.]

[grawr. tries to dodge, though his arm's bleeding now. he waltzes over to the normal Sora and sits on his lap, shrugging.]

Maybe not. Going to do something about it?

[st-struggling so hard now.]

Don't pay attention to him, just avoid him, please!

[there's a mumble of "Roxas", and then a soft green light at his shoulder, effectively stopping the bleeding.]

I won't let you stay here like this, with this guy.

[he has Oathkeeper in his hand, just fyi.]

Tch. He needs to pay for making me bleed.

[and that's probably just his way of covering up his surprise at being healed, and his wanting to help.]

I'm fine, believe me. I've gone through a lot worse.

[small snort.]

Yeah, I mean. At least I'm not going to fuck him dry. Beat him up until he's senseless, yeah, maybe.

You want to make me pay? I don't see you doing anything about it, bright eyes.

[s-stunned into silence, eyes wide.]

[that hits a sore spot for the both of them, but where Roxas freezes, Sora steps forward, a determined glint in his eyes.]

I won't allow that.

Can you do anything about it?

[he leans back, smooshing Sora against the chair and issuing a small 'ow' from him.]

[falters a little. he's already put two and two together about another issue, and has realized that before, he couldn't even help his best friend. but he's not backing down.]

I'm going to try.

[bites his lip, blood staining his shirt and neck as the mirror-him stands.]

I hope you know what you're doing. It'd be a real shame if an innocent bystander was hurt or something.

[with that he's walking the other way, far away enough for Sora to start squirming and curling up. glances back and smirks. he steps back a little, so he can effectively breathe.]

Oh, wait. We don't have enough room. Tsk. I guess what happens, happens, then.

[glares.]

I'd ask why you're doing this, but I've met other people like you, with no motive.

[stiffens, looking over to glare at his Other. can tell that was supposed to be directed at him.]

[smirks.]

No motive except the fact that I hate the good-boy type. Stutterboy over there is prime example of that.

Don't break into a civil war, now~.

You need a better reason that that.

[looking at Sora's Gemini now.]

Even fuckers need a motive. Now I suggest you back down. I'm not above playing dirty, and two on one isn't very good for you.

[cue surprised look from Sora.]

[... yeah, surprised look from even stutterboy.]

[his Gemini raises his eyebrows, and looks innocent for a moment.]

Oh, you're right. I really should back down.

[so he's walking away--and prompting Sora to lurch forwards in pain, biting down on his lower lip hard.]

[that's when Roxas steps forward, grabbing hold on the Gemini from behind and keeping him in place with a hand in his shirt, and a Keyblade across his chest.]

[as Roxas does that, his quickly goes to untie the other Sora.]

[and when he does, he's far too weak to do anything but stumble from his seat, gasping for breath against the passing pain. As his Gemini is kept in place, it's slowly starting to ebb away. he's rubbing away his pained tears as the Gemini struggles.]

Are you okay?

[there's a hand on his shoulder, and a concerned Sora is leaning in.]

[okay, well, he's heading over to that chair, wrestling the Gemini onto it, or attempting to, at least.]

[he's catching his breath, and looks up at him with a shaky smile.]

I... I'm fine.

[he's trying hard to elbow him in the gut or punch his nose, but eventually gets down into that chair, scowling over at both Soras.]

... you're lucky you have knights to save you, stutters.

You sure?

[totally ignoring the Roxas and blond!Sora.]

[he scoffs, binding him down rather tightly.]

Unfortunately for you, no one cares enough to help you.

[he's stiffened at his Gemini's statement, staring at the ground. his voice drops.]

I-I-I'm f-f-fine.

[and now he's completely stopped, smirking.]

You don't seem fine.

[not really chastising, just being concerned over here.]

Don't bother lying. If Sora can see through it, it means you're being pretty obvious.

[stiffens a little. ow that hit a sore spot.]

I-I...

[swallows hard, squeezing his eyes shut.]

I am. Really. I... thanks.

[tries to sit up, still wobbly and sick to his stomach.]

[instantly goes to help him.]

Maybe you shouldn't move so much. Roxas and I did that earlier, and I couldn't, for a little while..

[small, shaky laugh.]

Oh... okay... ah.

[puts a hand to his side, wincing.]

Take it easy.

[there's some more of that green light from earlier, but now it's working for him.]

Did that help?

[small nod, and he looks up at him with a smile.]

Th-thanks...

[offers him a small smile.]

You're welcome.

[is not happy with this situation.]

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