Home again.

[sketched-ocean.livejournal.com]

[There's a Namine of about nineteen walking through a random door in the Dressing room. She just blinks before looking back at the now vanished door. Looks around again.]

......It can't be.....

[Just stares a bit more before her lips begin to curve into a smile.]

....I'm really back...

[ooc: Older saphire_wave]

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[tatteredreplica.livejournal.com]

[there's someone looking at you from behind a slightly open door.]

[sketched-ocean.livejournal.com]

[A little too busy being totally happy to be back to notice right now. Come out of hiding, then she'll see you.]

[tatteredreplica.livejournal.com]

[he'll have to be certain first. he's made too many mistakes with random Namines already. he tries to calculate how old she'd be, but he doesn't know how much time had passed... okay, then. he hesitates before stepping out into the hallway, rubbing at his right eye since it's bothering him again.]

[sketched-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Blinks and looks at him. First thought: Is it him?...No eyepatch...Feels a little disappointed, but it doesn't show.]

Hi.

[Notices him rubbing his eye.]

You okay?

[tatteredreplica.livejournal.com]

[nods at the question and removes his hand from his eye, which is bloodshot. he keeps his distance and says nothing, still trying to determine whether or not she is. she can't be, he decides, but doesn't freak out about it. it's a rather good day for him today, and he found a medicine cabinet earlier.]

[sketched-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Tilts her head a bit.]

Your eye is bloodshot. Maybe you should use some eye drops?

[Is that necklace visible?]

[tatteredreplica.livejournal.com]

[nods slowly again at the advice and adjusts his necklace, which had slipped into his shirt. he's a bit slow today, but on the other hand he's not particularly psychotic either.]

[sketched-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Staaaaaares at the necklace.]

...

[Are they gonna have the same conversation again? XD]

[tatteredreplica.livejournal.com]

...what?

[puts a protective hand over the shell, glaring at her. she better not try to take it.]

[looks like it. XD]

[sketched-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Shrinks back a little at the glare.]

I just...I wanted to know where you got that necklace?

[Deja vu much?]

[tatteredreplica.livejournal.com]

[...is he living yesterday all over again, but with an older Namine? with the same Namine?]

Why do you care?

[sketched-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Folds her arms, a small frown on her face.]

Because I made one just like it for someone when I was here last time.

[Pouts a little. She just asked him a question. There's no need to be rude.]

[tatteredreplica.livejournal.com]

[...he doesn't know what to say to that. what's the chances of his Namine showing up again in the same time as he?]

[sketched-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Maybe it's the Dressing rooms way of saying that it's sorry for being mean to him?]

[tatteredreplica.livejournal.com]

[he decides to not say anything which would only screw it up anyway and takes a few steps closer, looking terrified because he doesn't know what to do in this situation.]

[sketched-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Notices the look and the annoyance leaves her immediately.]

Hey, are you okay?

[Cause she hasn't figured it out yet. XD]

[tatteredreplica.livejournal.com]

[he just drops to the ground, collapsing ungracefully. he stares up at her.]

You c-came back.

[sketched-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Asjfdk! Kneels down next to him.]

Hey! What's wro-

[...Stares...No way...What are the chances of him being the first person she meets when she came back?]

....Roxas?

[tatteredreplica.livejournal.com]

Where did you go, Namine? I looked for you.

[good thing it's one of his better days. otherwise he might have thrown a tantrum or something.]

[sketched-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Looks like she's about to start crying.]

I'm sorry! The room sent me back! I'm so sorry!

[Yup, crying now.]

[tatteredreplica.livejournal.com]

[just looks at her. he wants to comfort her, but she left him. she actually left him and went home and was happy at home and he couldn't go with her.]

You abandoned me.

[sketched-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Crying more now.]

I'm sorry! I didn't want to go. I never wanted to go! I...I'm sorry...

[Doesn't expect him to forgive her...At all.]

[tatteredreplica.livejournal.com]

[...leans his head against her shoulder and closes his eyes. he's not forgiving her, but he needs contact and still doesn't want her to cry.]

Shh. Don't cry.

[sketched-ocean.livejournal.com]

[Hugs him then, burying her face in his shoulder.]

I'm sorry...

[Still crying. But it's not as bad anymore.]

[tatteredreplica.livejournal.com]

[he allows her to hug him, but doesn't move to return the hug. if this is what he's been wanting for four years, why doesn't he feel ecstatic? why isn't he grinning and crying in joy and dancing around?]

There's something wrong with me.