warmth of the sun again.

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[Gods sure get into sticky situations.]

[Especially the top dog. Or wolf, I guess you could say.]

[The Great God Roxas currently just managed to shut the door he came from, gasping for ragged breath. To one who knows what he looks like regularly, his reflector, rosaries and glaive is gone, as well as the brush (and ink pots) he usually has with him. He seems okay despite the obvious shock from being... well. Er. Normal. Sluggishly, he sits up beside the door, wishing he had something to mark a large X on it.]

[Anyone who ventures inside will have their powers taken from them--each and every power except for their fists, and even that will be toned down. And inside is a large, mechanical ball, just lying dormant in the darkness.]

[Well? That thing has to be demolished sometime.]

Comments

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[after a moment or two of breathing he looks at Sora with thinly veiled confusion.]

I am... without my power.

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

Yami... please refrain from entering the room, he would likely steal your powers as well.

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[hesitant. would Sora try to 'avenge him'?]

Yes, but that is not what is important. I must stay safely hidden until my powers come back.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Well he was just over here melting all the snow around when he sees that.]

You okay?

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

I cannot be sure.

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[have fun with all the light dimming nearby, Roxas. he glances over and tries to force himself into a straightened, sitting position.]

I will be fine. This is nothing but shock.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Well he's got a worried Roxas beside him looking him over.]

Shock from what exactly?

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

My powers were taken from me.

[he looks down at his hands, seeing his glow slowly fading to a dim, firefly-like flicker.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

What?! How?!

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

A figure from my world has appeared. Please do not enter the room near.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I won't. Are you okay? It didn't hurt you, right?

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

No. I fled before it was able to attack.

[he slides against the wall to stand, still a little dizzy.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Roxas is right there to help him if he needs it, glancing back at the door.]

We can't let it run free, though.

[natures]

[Fido, what are you doin', where is your Poncle. Rushes over.]

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[don't mind him as he wavers, pressing the door shut to make sure he doesn't hear that terrifying roar.]

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

It will not be able to fit through the door, thankfully.

[natures]

Roxas? What happened?

[Worried so much.]

Where are your--

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[he looks over at her, a bit sadly.]

It seems... history has a way of repeating itself.

[natures]

What?

[Looks back at the door.]

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

An enemy of mine stole my powers.

[natures]

What?!

Isn't there a way to get them back?

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

Prayers will restore them, unless I can fight him myself. I am not strong enough at the moment.

[natures]

... I can't be the only one praying, right?

[Still faithful here >:]

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[smiles slightly, in spite of circumstance. he shakes his head.]

[natures]

[H-hugs him for now, not knowing how else to help him. Unless she can convince more people to pray, that is, which she's considering.]

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

You need not worry. I will hide... but someone must barricade this entrance.

[natures]

Does he have any sort of weakness?

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

Light. Light is his weakness, however...

[natures]

[Frowns.]

Like the sunlight?

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

That's good at least.

[Roxas extends a hand and shoots a fireball at the door knob. That should melt the doorknob enough to keep anyone out for the time being.]

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[.. takes it, glad for his help.]

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[he breathes a large sigh of relief.]

Thank you.

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

The sun's light is what hurts him the most, yes.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

No problem.

[Nods in the direction of the hall.]

Come on, it's obvious that you need to rest, let's find a good place for that.

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[for a moment, he bows his head, straightening.]

Yes. I... do need rest.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Where would you rather go?

[Offers him an arm, either for a crutch or just to steady himself if need be.]

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

That would be fine.

[holds onto him a bit tightly, cheeks tinged red.]

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

Ah... any room would be quite adequate.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Alright.

[Off they go then? Roxas is just going to find the nearest vacant bedroom. That way if that thing should magically find a way out, Godxas is behind a locked door and safe.]

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[yes, off they go to candy mountain. roxas would just go back out and fight the thing bare-handed if it did get out, you know.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Chaaaarrliiiieee And firexas would drag him back before he killed himself :|;

Said empty room with big, cozy bed, get.]

How's this?

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

if only he had a horn awww but gods don't die! ... permanently.

ooh. he's not impressed, but sort of happy it has a bed. he's never really tried a bed before.]

... very nice. Thank you for your help.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Hardly anyone dies permanently here.

Also by empty, I mean no one lives there... there should be other furniture and things. Though Roxas obviously doesn't know Godxas that well and doesn't know these things.]

Of course. I'm here if you need anything.

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[aww, he feels... safe, with him around. ahh.]

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[unless people are sadistic but hey no one's sadistic here, right?

he sits down at the edge of the bed curiously, almost as if afraid it'd do something strange.]

I thank you, once again. I will call if I should need assistance.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Right, because there's no one like that around. No one at all.

Roxas notices that, but won't ask, just giving him a nod as he heads back for the door.]

Sleep well.

[natures]

[Well, he can't make the sun shine yet. Stands in front of the door and summons a shitload of plantlife to block it for now.]