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[Well this wasn't what she expected after fading. Must be some form of personalized hell though. What else would explain why it was filled with copies of the keyblade brat and that traitorous asshole.]

You think one of them would be punishment enough...

[Well at least this was more interesting than nothing, right? Maybe she could kill a few and get rid of some stress.]

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[Great. The attention of a soggy key brat. Just what she wanted.]

Take a picture, it'll last longer.

(He tilts his head at her.)

But I don't have a camera.

[...Runs a hand through her hair.]

I really don't have the patience to deal with this shit today.

(he just starts dabbing at his face again.)

Okay.

[She may not have the patience to deal with his clueless self but he might notice the sudden blinding light as she summons her knives. You just killed her, you know? It's been a bad day.

Charging forward! Dodge if you can, Sora.]

(No dodging for him. Instead, he just screams a short, falsetto note--and a sort of amber force field swirls around him. It only holds for a minute or two, though, before it--pop!--disappears.)

[Totally lasts long enough to block the knives and she skips back a few paces to stare at him.]

...That's a new trick.

(Sora sits on his knees and frowns at her.)

So was that!

[...Maybe a more sudden attack will work. Low power lightning bolt heading your way.]

(He yelps loudly, spare energy combusting near her as he sort of curls, face caught in a wince.)

[What the fuck is going on here. Jumps away but her clothes get seared and a few minor burns. Soras should not be able to do this. Stop it.]

(A shaky, but smooth vocalization comes from his throat, and a green glow like... a Cure, curiously, appears on his skin. He turns, sort of staring at her.)

[She knows how to deal with giant keys and magic but this stuff's weird. And admittedly she's still a little groggy from coming back after fading. She lets the knives disappear.]

Really, you're not worth the trouble.

(His eyebrows knit down.)

Then why'd you attack me? Go away.

Because you just recently killed me.

[Says matter-of-factly.]

... huh? I never killed anyone!

Not you personally obviously. Doesn't mean I like seeing your ugly ass faces all around though.

(He droops.)

I'm not ugly...

Nope. You're a pretty big eye sore. Cover that shit up, man. There's lots of paper bags around, make use of one.

Says the old hag!

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