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[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..

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[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

Sora?

[ she's standing in the doorway, an uncertain mask in place. what was the cause of that frustration? ]

[stilleatsbugs.livejournal.com]

Naminé?

[he looks a little sheepish, and scrambles to pick up his cards after stuffing the bag of taffy in his pocket. gotta keep the important stuff on you, after all.]

Sorry! I was just.. Can I ask you something?

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

Of course.

[ small smile, get. hopefully this is nothing to be concerned about... ]

[stilleatsbugs.livejournal.com]

[pauses, and rubs the back of his head awkwardly.]

I.. I know you said that there would be people here who would tell me that my memories of you are wrong, and I'm supposed to remember a different girl. But it'd make me feel a lot better if I heard the truth from you, Naminé. This is real.. isn't it?

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ she seems saddened, maybe hurt, that Sora would even think to question his memories of her. ]

It's real.

[stilleatsbugs.livejournal.com]

-- It's not that I don't trust you, Naminé! I just.. I met this girl, Kairi, and spending time with her felt so familiar, and.. Then other people told me you're Kairi's Nobody, and that you can manipulate memories, and I just..

I just lost sight of what's important.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

It's... okay, Sora.

[ she smiles gently, sadly; she wants him to feel guilty. ]

[stilleatsbugs.livejournal.com]

[it's working spectacularly. Sora lowers his head, ashamed.]

I'm sorry, Naminé...

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ after a moment of quiet, she'll move over to him and touch his arm lightly. ]

I forgive you. We're... friends, after all, right?

[stilleatsbugs.livejournal.com]

Of course we are! We'll always be friends.

[Sora beams.]

That's so weird that people would try to mess with me like that, though.. Do you happen to know Kairi by any chance?

[cuteandschemy.livejournal.com]

[Zexion enters just as the cards go flying. For a brief moment he watches them as they flutter down to the floor. Then slowly he starts gathering them. He doesn't speak as he collects them.]

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ she shakes her head slowly. ]

I've seen them around. I don't know if they're really dangerous or just... confused.

[stilleatsbugs.livejournal.com]

... There must be a lot of other confused Naminés, too, because I had a couple tell me the whole Nobody story.

[he's a little confused by that, now that he thinks about it.]

[stilleatsbugs.livejournal.com]

-- Hey, you don't have to do that. I'll pick 'em up.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

I really don't know how that story came to be... I just don't get it.

[esthimir.livejournal.com]

[Here's a face familiar, though only because she's a Naminé. She picks up one of the cards from the floor, then comes closer.]

Making a mess?

[stilleatsbugs.livejournal.com]

I don't either. They're all telling the exact same story, too. How are they all coming up with the same thing?

[stilleatsbugs.livejournal.com]

[... his smile is a slightly embarrassed one; he bends down to scoop up the closest handful of cards.]

Yeah.. I'm just waiting for the stove.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

Well, most Soras are from worlds where they think Kairi is their friend instead of me. Maybe it's just the lie that got told in most of the worlds?

[ this is getting difficult... ]

[esthimir.livejournal.com]

[She nods, helping pick up a few stray cards.]

What are you cooking?

[stilleatsbugs.livejournal.com]

I guess. That still doesn't explain why I feel..

[Naminé would probably benefit by nipping this in the bud and forcibly removing any traces of doubt Sora's still hanging on to.]

[stilleatsbugs.livejournal.com]

Fish! I haven't had any good fish in a while, so I caught some in the beach room. You want some, Naminé?

[esthimir.livejournal.com]

I'd love some. Thank you, Sora.

[She smiles warmly, placing the cards she's picked up on the table.]

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ she's already thinking that, yes. ]

How about you finish in here, and then we go to the beach? We can talk more there.

[ or she can force him to nap and then get to work. ]

[stilleatsbugs.livejournal.com]

[naps are always very effective! though, if Naminé's feeling patient, Sora falling asleep is inevitable after a nice lunch.]

Okay! You want some fish?