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[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

[there's a worried-looking Sora standing before the Sun God's altar, a broken necklace--made of sunstone--held loosely in his hand. he kneels, and places it on the shrine, frowning hard at the arrangement of broken gifts, and places his hands together in silent prayer.]

[looks like you just missed him. there used to be a Sora there, but now there's just a little gem-looking stone, in the shape of a sun, painted with the utmost care, in his place.]

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[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[can you hear those claws clicking on the floor, and stopping behind you, Sora?]

[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

[he can, but only because of how often he's been around Roxas in his canine form. but he stays still, hands still pressed together, though he opens his mouth to finish his prayer aloud.]

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[he lets him, his head bowed. has the room gotten a little dimmer?]

[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

[once he's done, he silently turns around, arms open.]

Roxas.

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[he curls onto himself, lowering his body to the ground submissively.]

[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

[crawls forward, very gently brushing a hand over his neck.]

Roxas...what's wrong?

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[soft whimper.]

I can't protect anyone, Sora.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

.....

[Looks like another brunet was here as well, standing in the entry way with silent footsteps to watch. Just watch until the prayer is done.]

..Who are you praying to?

[Thought by the necklace he saw shattered, which he recognized by the similarity of the one under his shirt gave him an idea. But now he would just look to the gifts and the alter with a blank face only lit by his different eyes.]

GET ON MSN. >:C

[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

[picks his head up, as if startled, before he offers the other a small smile.]

The god of the sun.

xD lol~<3

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[The corner of his lip turned up, but it wasn't a smile. Nor was it a frown.]

Oh.

[Sitting down next to...himself, he looked up at the alter with a nod.]

Does he watch over you?

[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

He watches over everything the sun's light can reach. Even in a place such as this, he is forever watchful.

[and suddenly laughs.]

But most times, I feel as if I'm the one watching over him.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

He does seem to keep an eye on everything, everyone.

[His form relaxed a bit more from the laugh, a light sparking within opposite orbs from the last comment.]

He must get in a lot of trouble then.

[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

Maybe a little.

[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

[not really paying attention, don't mind him.]

[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

[looks up at him, startled.]

I don't think so.

[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

[sighs, and nods a little.]

I believe they are reflective of Roxas' emotional state.

[worshipnowplz.livejournal.com]

[knows this is a mistake. :|]

What happened...

[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

[puts his hands down, and turns, looking slightly surprised at his presence.]

[worshipnowplz.livejournal.com]

[just standing there]

[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

[eyes him a little suspiciously.]

God?

[worshipnowplz.livejournal.com]

Of love.

[fljsdkg hopes Roxas hasn't spoke of him]

[paintedmelody.livejournal.com]

[his features harden, and yep, seems Roxas has spoken to him.]