misguided

[stilleatsbugs.livejournal.com]

[as much as Sora here would like to continue hiding down the hallway fashioned after Castle Oblivion or the beach room- pretty much the only places around here that feel familiar- a guy's gotta eat once in a while. so he's waiting around in the kitchen for the stove to heat up, and standing over the kitchen table armed with a bag of taffy to tear through in the meantime.]

[his cards are spread out across the table, like he's been trying to arrange them, but lost interest halfway through the process. every time Sora looks at them, he's reminded of how everything he remembers is supposed to be wrong, that Naminé is wrong- he meant to ask the Naminé he's been staying with about the truth, but just hasn't found the right words for it. how do you ask your best friend if she's a liar?]

[in a brief moment of frustration, he sweeps his hand across the table angrily, sending the cards fluttering off the table and about the room, and keeps swiping at the table until it's clear, so he doesn't have to look at them anymore.]

Man..

Comments

sure 8)

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ it's to be expected, with the changes to his memories, so she just puts on a smile and keeps it there. ]

go for it \o/

[stilleatsbugs.livejournal.com]

[he can't help himself when he blushes a little, leading her out of the beach room and down the hallways.. Sora will start opening doors and peeking in curiously, looking for anything interesting.]

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ ugh, that blush. she just pretends not to see it as they explore. well, as Sora explores and Naminé trails along with him. ]