zero faith

[hisnamewasroxas.livejournal.com]

[From out the rain room crawls a Roxas, about seven years old. His clothing is in tatters and he's barefoot, looking like he'd been running away. There are bruises on his body and he looks pretty famished. After several seconds of struggling to keep his balance, he collapses on the ground, unconscious.]

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[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[.... what is this you poor kid D: she will be picking you up and casting Cure on you now.]

oh, why not.

[reminescenza.livejournal.com]

Roxas?

[Hi, there's a Xion kneeling next to you. :< She has no idea why you're so small, but. Best friends.]

[hisnamewasroxas.livejournal.com]

[Well, that takes care of the bruises. But yeah, he's more in pain than what's visible.]

you.

[hisnamewasroxas.livejournal.com]

[Lady, I'm passed out. There's no way I can answer you right now :|]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[She has no way of knowing that, so for now she will just fly him to an empty room, tucking him into the nice, warm bed.]

shush.

[reminescenza.livejournal.com]

[Cure coming your way, then.]

[hisnamewasroxas.livejournal.com]

[Shifts a bit in his sleep. Why is he comfy. And if your boyfriend sees him, he might recognize him.]

[nobody-heart.livejournal.com]

[Asjfkd-Why is that whenever she sees someone new, their always in trouble?

Brb running over and casting Cura on him.]

[hisnamewasroxas.livejournal.com]

[But still unconscious/hungry/abused.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[She didn't want to disturb him in case he was sleeping too, so when the kid wakes up she'll take him over to her room to tell Roxas she's adopting a kid where she is or something.]

[reminescenza.livejournal.com]

[How am I supposed to help if I don't know what's wrong. Shakes his shoulder gently.]

[hisnamewasroxas.livejournal.com]

[Nn stirs awake a bit.]

fuck yeah html

[hisnamewasroxas.livejournal.com]

[He'd appreciate it, except, you know. Cold, wet, and unconscious.]

Pfft. XD

[nobody-heart.livejournal.com]

[Which is why the next thing she does, is strip off her coat to put on him, then pick him up to carry to the closest room she can find.]

l-lol what a perfect icon.

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Sits on the edge of the bed, petting his hair gently.]

Are you alright?

[hisnamewasroxas.livejournal.com]

[Not waking up 8|;]

inorite.

[hisnamewasroxas.livejournal.com]

[Makes a hoarse sound in his throat, trying to get away from her, looking scared. W-wings sob.]

[reminescenza.livejournal.com]

[Wake uuuuup, tiny best friend >: Waits for her MP to replenish, then casts Cure again.]

I'm sorry I'm fail 8|

[hisnamewasroxas.livejournal.com]

[Fidgets a bit in his sleep, mumbling incoherently.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Pulls her hand back, looking confused.]

It's okay, I'm not going to hurt you.

[hisnamewasroxas.livejournal.com]

[MP haste? Fingers move a bit. S-shivering.]

[hisnamewasroxas.livejournal.com]

.... y-you can't be real.

[reminescenza.livejournal.com]

[Exactly. Looks around-- conveniently placed blankets! Grabs one and drapes it over him.]

[hisnamewasroxas.livejournal.com]

[good. Now to let him recover a bit.]

S'ok. I faill too. In fact, I've been failing all week. ^^;

[nobody-heart.livejournal.com]

[Lies him down on the bed as soon as she finds a room, then runs into the bathroom to find a towel so she can try to get most of that water off of him. Doesn't want him catching a cold or something.]