run til we leave this behind

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[There's a Roxas sitting on the floor, leaning against the wall wearily. His face is covered with scratch marks and half of his coat is almost shredded, and even more disturbing, he's half covered in blood. He's holding his stomach in one hand, wincing, and the other...

...well, if anyone would venture to even pry his other bloodied hand, they'll see it contains an eyeball. He has a blank expression on his face aside from the wincing though, and despite the fact that he looked like he showered in blood, seems to be fine.]

[ooc: look on the bright side. he didn't eat Saix's eye. :/]

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heart attack/flailing time

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[She sees him and almost doesn't believe the sight.]

R-ROXAS!

[Running over to him, stumbling a bit.]

Roxas, what happened?!

if he had a heart--oh wait. :/

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[looks up wearily]

Namine?

D:

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Grabs him by the shoulders, disregarding the fact that the blood is getting on her now.]

Roxas...don't tell me you went to fight Saix.

>>

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[winces. ow. mun forgot he also had a nasty bite mark there.]

What if I did?

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Withdraws her hands, now covered in blood.]

...I warned you...and you still went.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't have stopped until I did.

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

Still...

[Shakes her head. That's not important right now.]

I'm going to go get potions.

[That and bandages. She'll be right back]

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[It's not like he can go anywhere. Watches her go.]

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Comes back momentarily, arms struggling not to drop anything, setting all the medical supplies down gently.]

Here.

[Holds up a potion to his mouth, nudging him to drink it.]

oh hello irony, nice to meet you.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[a replica spots what seems to be an injured Roxas and hurries over.]

A-are you okay?

[from the look of it, it's lucky he decided to bring a lot of potions with him today.]

mm delicious irony

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

N-not really.

[winces. hey, Fake.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[kneels down and takes out a few bottles of Potion from one of the large pockets in his cargo pants, holding them out for Roxas to take. if he is able to use either of his hands at the moment, that is.]

Who did this?

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[uses his free, non eye holding hand to take it then. mumbles a quick thanks before downing it.]

A Saix.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[he's got more if Roxas needs any.]

Which one of them?

[he sounds concerned and a bit curious, maybe.]

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

That one that almost everyone hates.

[more potions would help. until he can cast a curaga anyway.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[which he supposed could still be either of the two he knows are dangerous, but it's most likely the one he's not had the awful luck to run into.]

Oh. That one.

[would Roxas like an elixir?]

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[yes please.]

Do you know which I'm talking about? He's close to his Superior.

[to-break.livejournal.com]

[ settles by the wall ]

Tsk, tsk. How... filthy.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

What do you want, XI.

[to-break.livejournal.com]

Manners would be an appropriate start.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

I lost them a long time ago.

[doesn't respect anyone in the organization anymore. just calls them by number because he doesn't want to call them by name.]

[to-break.livejournal.com]

[ silkily ]

You're sure?

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[throws a very bloody Two Across at him]

[to-break.livejournal.com]

[ doesn't flinch ]

Manners are a precaution, little boy. You shouldn't dismiss strategy like that.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

I save them for someone who deserves them. Not for someone who screwed up in Oblivion.