sleepwalk

[soracles.livejournal.com]

[like many other Soras, this one here is accustomed to and prone to taking brief afternoon naps. instead of finding him passed out wherever he decided to take this afternoon nap, however, one will find him digging through an open closet and throwing a random assortment of clothes onto the floor behind him. he looks a little distressed.]

Where is it?

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[kindofazombie.livejournal.com]

... But you were talking to me, and your eyes were wide open.

[soracles.livejournal.com]

[the confused look on his face is an honest one, Roxas; he's completely clueless.]

I don't remember that at all. What did I say?

[kindofazombie.livejournal.com]

You were looking for your coat.

[soracles.livejournal.com]

... That's weird. I don't think I even have a coat here I'd be looking for.

[kindofazombie.livejournal.com]

Really? That's what I thought, too. And you said something about missions, but you were never part of the Organization.

Talk about weird... I wonder why you said that.

[soracles.livejournal.com]

Missions? Oh..

[and Sora falls silent. when he heard the word "Organization," he suddenly had an idea of whose motions he was going through while dreaming- it's particularly distressing because he really wants those certain someones to live their own existences, not just lurk within his subconscious. but the last time he explained to Roxas how he and his Nobody finally met back home, it didn't really end so well. he'll keep it to himself for now.]

Well, I.. Dreams rarely make any sense, I guess. All it took was me meeting and fighting the Organization for my brain to start making up weird dreams about them.

[kindofazombie.livejournal.com]

So you dreamed that you were in the Organization?

[That's odd... But then, he's had dreams about Sora, so it's possible!]

[soracles.livejournal.com]

I guess so.

[he smiles, but it's a sort of sad little smile.]