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[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[Roxas can be found sitting on the clock tower in the Twilight Town room today, a bar of sea salt ice cream held in his good hand. His left arm is mostly healed by now, but not completely. He's just keeping it in the sling to prevent hurting it again by accident before it's completely healed. He doesn't want to have to let it heal all over again.

Though, he seems to have a lot on his mind, as the ice cream seems to be melting, and he hasn't even noticed.]

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[xionpuppet.livejournal.com]

[ As Xion climbs Station Heights, she realizes that she has lost track of time. Maybe it's time to leave, but her feet just keep moving, taking her to Station Plaza where she peers over the the wall to watch a single train car run by on the tracks, eyes locked onto it until it turns out of sight. Xion tilts her head back, looking up at the clock tower to see if she can figure out what time it is... but something else catches her attention, and she disappears into the station after a minute, making her way up to the old meeting place.

She sits down next to Roxas, keeping her eyes on the perpetual sunset. ]

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

[Mommy sense are tingling. Or something. She was just looking around, but she sees him there, and is now making her way over silently.]

It's nice out here...

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[...Offers a tiny smile.]

Hey.

*Replies before passing out*

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[Looks over at her, giving a small smile.]

Yeah...

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

Places like this are great for unwinding, huh?

[Sits beside him, just looking out.]

[xionpuppet.livejournal.com]

[ Turning her head, she begins to return the smile, but it escapes before it's allowed to form. She's looking at that sling. ]

What happened to your arm?

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[Nods, looking back out at the sunset.]

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[Glances away.]

Hurt it.

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

[Leans back on her hands, glancing over to him with a soft smile.]

Something bothering you?

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[...Glances at her.]

...Is it that obvious?

[xionpuppet.livejournal.com]

[ ... That looks familiar. Xion frowns, reaching a hand out toward the injured arm, but making sure not to touch it in case it'd hurt it. ]

Magic doesn't help?

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

Your ice cream is melting. For Roxae, that's usually a sign of something being wrong.

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

Yeah, it has. Just, not completely.

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[Blinks and looks at the melting ice cream.]

Oh. Right.

[...Nom. No point in wasting it!]

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

[She laughs quietly, ruffling his hair a bit.]

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[You get another small smile for that!]

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

[Retracts her hand and goes back to leaning back, just watching the sunset.]

[xionpuppet.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[ Xion's fingers curl back into her palm, interrupting the cure spell she'd begun to form. She retracts the hand entirely, then. ]

What have you been thinking about up here?

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[Relaxes as well, kind of glad she didn't ask what he's been thinking about. He doesn't want to bother her.]

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

.....Just, stuff..

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

[Oh, she'll get back to that. But for now, she'll let him relax.]

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[Then he should probably take this time to think of excuses.]

[notyourmommy.livejournal.com]

[The truth would be easier, silly Roxas.]

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[But he shouldn't worry other people with his problems!]

[xionpuppet.livejournal.com]

[ Blink, and then she's looking down at her lap. ]

Something happened to you.