where's waldo?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Where the hell is it?

[Sora seethed under his breath, searching under the couch of the arcade room. Try not to freak out from all the over turned furniture, a tornado looks like its blown through the room-but it's just Sora.
He's been trying to find that accursed controller ever since he got his memories back, he'd like to throw it in the fire or find out how to make the game stop before things got ugly again.]

Come on, come on....If I were a controller.....where would I be?

[Yes, he was talking to himself. Don't judge him.]

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[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[Guess who. Wandering in with wet hair and a towel around his shoulders.]

A controller?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Yes, it's a silver controller. Kind of looks like something that would belong to a Playstation II. It's wireless too-

[-He turned around, opening his mouth to speak before his face turned a scarlet red and he tried not to gape-hey look. Maybe he should stare at the wall or something!]

J-Just got out of the shower, I'm guessing?

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[No need to overreact now. Just nods a little.]

...Yeah. Aren't there any more like it around?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[You're half-naked, sorry for being a little surprised to see that. It was a bit spontaneous]

No, no no no no no. This one is special and I need to find it!

[Searches frantically.]

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[Well he was on his way to find a shirt.]

What's so special about it?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

....Let's just say it's really special and I need to find it right now or something bad might happen!

[He'd rather not explain it, mainly because it was hard to explain in the first place. He'll be flipping over bean bag chairs now.]

Can you help me find it?

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[Nods, strolling in to look around. Anything to keep his mind off the thoughts he's been having.]

Do you remember where you last left it?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

....It was thrown against a wall somewhere in here.

[He tried to think back, remembering the noise he heard when the controller collided with the wall. But which wall? Where did it fall?]

I can't remember...

[He seemed scared, a little frightened and paniced from just a simple controller.]

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

Sora, relax. It's just a game controller.

[He's a little worried that you would panic about that kind of thing.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

It's not just a stupid game controller, that thing will get me in trouble and I've had enough of it-I want to burn that thing. I need to find it or else He might find it or worse-Saix will find it!

[He probably wasn't making any sense, but he was freaking out. Shuffling over to the otherside of the arcade to look behind some of the racing games.]

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

Sora, how is going to get you in trouble? And who's 'he'?

[He asks as he searches under the pool table and in the board game closet.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

....

[He sat down on the floor and held his face in his hands to calm down, he didn't want to hyperventilate or anything. So give him a minute or two to keep his breathing even.]

This controller is connected to me, I found it and it got attached to me. It can control me if a command is put in it...The booklet is in here too..I need to find them both.

[He brought his hands back down and started to search on the ground.]

Ansem.

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[Well that's strange. Still he can understand why it's dangerous to leave lying around now. It's when you mention that name that he just stops cold, an uncharacteristically nervous expression on his face. It could be mistaken for fear, almost.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

I-It's okay, nothing will happen Riku. I'm sorry-I shouldn't have m-mentioned the name. Things will be fine, w-we'll find it.

[Hopefully.]

.....

[He looked over at Riku observing the other carefully. He noticed that look in Riku's eyes, it made him worry. Maybe his eyes were playing tricks on him.]

Riku..

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[That expression only sticks until he realizes Sora notice it. Then he just tries to shake it off, pretending nothing happened.]

R-right. We'll find it. It has to be in here somewhere.

[juniorfryer.livejournal.com]

[Someone called for a fire? Well. He'll just be over here watching him.]

Uh. You'd be connected to a game system...?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[He gave Riku a wary look before nodding slowly, looking through the room again. He knew somethin was up, but he'd have to leave that for later.]

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[He's just relieved he got away without Sora asking about it. Keeps searching, searching, until--]

Well, I found a controller. Not sure if it's the right one.

[Holds it up so he can see. Oh the things that find their way behind shelves.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[More like calling for a fire-fighter.]

Not that kind of controller...

[Blinks, noticing a voice was replying to him other than his own. He turned towards the source, seeing the blond and heaving a sigh. He was still in the clearing.]

O-Oh it's just you Austin.

[Smiles.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[oiagsefiweh--Dear God yes!]

T-That's it, that's the one!

[He stumbled over the mess he made to get over to Riku and took the controller. Oh, he wanted to just drown this thing in the pool, but it wasn't sure if it would affect him too.]

Thanks Riku...You're a life-saver.

[Now, about that booklet.]

There's a cheatbook in here somewhere too...

[juniorfryer.livejournal.com]

[He can do that too.]

Just me. Did you lose some kind of controller?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it's a silver-cordless controller. It looks like a Playstation II controller and I need to find it. You mind helping me out?

[He was already searching through a pile of games that had toppled over before.]

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[Smiles slightly at that.]

Was it with the controller last you saw?

[Looks back behind the shelf.]

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

No..A-

[He paused, skipping over the name.]

It was put over by the pool table last time..

[He'll be going over there to search by a pick arm chair that was seated in front of the pool table, his hands balling in to fists at his sides from what Ansem made him do at the scene. He'll try to stick with his mission and ignore the memories for now.]

[juniorfryer.livejournal.com]

Sure, I'll help.

[Starts looking through some of the mess, cleaning somewhat as he goes along. Maybe it's hiding under something there.]

Why is it so important that you find it?