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[there's no sense in going back to his room, so Sora's just going to find a corner and sit with an icepack pressed over one of his eyes. he sucks in a breath and lowers his head, murming something under his breath.]

I...don't know how much longer I can take this.

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It's not okay! I know it must have hurt...

[swallows hard]

I said I wanted to change... to not be that person anymore! And then I do something like this...

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[slowly, he lets go of Axel and sits back, not bothering with the ice right now. it was getting too cold anyway and his fingers are a bit numb from holding it. Sora bites at the inside of his cheek, unable to meet Axel's gaze. What is he supposed to do? What is he supposed to say?]

I-I...know I'm not R-Roxas, but...

[...definitely not that.]

[maledicentis.livejournal.com]

I don't want you to be Roxas... he's gone, Sora. I know that. I just... can't get over it.

[his hands slip up Sora's arms, resting on his shoulders]

I'm trying to, I am! I don't want to be like this.

[connatus.livejournal.com]

There are lots of him here, you know...m-maybe yours is a-around somewhere...

[still not looking at Axel. he swallows, and it might almost look like he's trying to push Axel away, but is he? Sora's gaze settles on one of Axel's hands on his own shoulder.]

[maledicentis.livejournal.com]

... even if he was, I wouldn't let him take your place. You're mine, Sora. He's a ghost, a memory. I still love him, but... he's dead.

[this is all said in a low voice, rough around the edges from his tears]