the zombies are inside out

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

[ Roxas has half-collapsed against the nearest wall, looking a little more singed than usual. Tilting his head, he conjures Oathkeeper and jams the tip to the juncture between throat and shoulder. It's an awkward angle, to say the least. ]

Curaga. Curaga.

[ Nothing but green sparks. This isn't going well. ]

Comments

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

Did you used to go there after the missions, too?

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

Mm.

...sometimes, some memories will stay the same, no matter what happens.

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

What do you mean?

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

You don't have to know.

[she's referring to her own memories, which are slowly slipping away.]

So are you coming with?

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

I guess so.

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

[if he asks, she'll make up an excuse like she got it from a fortune cookie. follows.]

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

It looks just the same.

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

You wouldn't think we're in the dressing room.

[sits down, starting on her ice cream]

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

But it's still a part of it, right?

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

Mm. Anyone who tries to leave by Gummi ship hangar or the train will find themselves back in the dressing room.

Bedtime! \o\

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

There's got to be another way.

Night, Cullen. I MEAN.

[memory-forger.livejournal.com]

Do you really want to go home that badly?