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[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

[Today, Isa's in one of the 'outside' rooms of the place - one where it's night, despite what time it might otherwise be in the dressing room. A full moon is hanging overhead.

And sitting on a rock with a sword nearby, is Isa. He's being remarkably quiet even, and is barely moving. What exactly he thinks he's doing there... well, you'd have to ask him, but it certainly looks like he might well intend to stay there all night.]

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[lower-case-x.livejournal.com]

[He's going to have a little company, here; a young Xehanort struggling in with arms full of telescope and tripod. Just how real is that night sky, the kid's been wondering... but he nearly drops his equipment as he sees that someone else already moved in. Damn.]

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

[Interestingly, Isa doesn't even seem to notice Xehanort there. Or maybe he has and is too wrapped in what he's doing. He... probably won't mind Xehanort setting up camp?]

[lower-case-x.livejournal.com]

[So he does so, a little clumsily, making a bit of a noise... but he gets there in the end. But it's not going anywhere - he looks over -]

Like it out here?

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

[There's a pause before he turns to look at Xehanort, and when he does his eyes seem to be glowing silver.]

Yes.

[lower-case-x.livejournal.com]

[That's ... that's a little creepy, actually. But he's seen worse. He swallows, though.]

Oh. Uh - are you alright?

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

[Isa blinks at that, although the glow doesn't go away.]

I'm fine. More than, actually.

[lower-case-x.livejournal.com]

[Hm. Well, if he says he is...]

That's good, then. You just - look like something's going on.

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

We're talking. That's all, really.

[There's a half-shrug at that.]

[lower-case-x.livejournal.com]

Who's 'we'?

[He frowns.]

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

[Isa just points to the silvery circle of the moon.]

I thought I wouldn't be able to here.

[lower-case-x.livejournal.com]

...I didn't think anyone could anyway. [Rather matter of fact.]

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

[There's a pause before he speaks.]

I asked. That's why I can.

[lower-case-x.livejournal.com]

You just ... asked?

[He looks up at it.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[...hey, he's never seen this room before! so, of course, he walks inside.]

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

[Isa doesn't seem to notice him walking in. Apparently whatever he's up to has his full attention at the moment.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[...that makes him curious so he walks closer, but carefully.]

Ehm. Hello?

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

[That does get his attention, and he truns to look at Roxas. Interestingly, his eyes seem to be glowing silver.]

Hi.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[...eyes shouldn't do that, should they?]

What are you waiting for?

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

[Well, his eyes are usually grey, if that's any help...]

I'm not waiting for anything.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[Roxas decides that eyes shouldn't glow, and therefore takes a small step back. just to be sure.]

I'm sorry. It looked like you did. So... what are you doing?

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

Talking to the moon.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

...I don't think that's a real moon.

[he glances up at it and shrugs. who is he to judge?]

Is it saying anything interesting?

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

It saying what it's always said.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[sits down on the ground and keeps looking up. maybe he's just not listening enough?]

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

[There's a bit more to it then just listening, actually.]

It doesn't speak to everyone.