the end of this night is the end of our age.

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[sitting on the edge of a hallway to some of the rooms, waiting. doesn't seem to mind that his shirt is off, that there's a TV panel relaying news on his chest, and that the noise is audible through his ears. oh well. that's being an information unit for you.]

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[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[... and Riku lays a hand on Sora's shoulder, sighing quietly.]

It... isn't. But you do, at least, have one thing many other Roxases don't have. Although we may be unique now, if another copy comes in here, we'll be but--

[and there's a sudden, hard jerk that's emphasized by crackling. one of the drawbacks of being an AI with a TV in your head--static. there's faint yelling coming from the speakers.]

[betwix0between.livejournal.com]

[he instantly perks up, the depressed look in his eye giving way to a bit of alarm, and concern.]

[he gets to his knees, and takes Riku by the shoulders now, rubbing them gently and not speaking. it might concern him, but there isn't much you can do to ward off static.]

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[just watches, morbidly curious. he honestly has no idea what more he can do for these two, so he simply slumps back and turns his head away, contemplating going elsewhere.]

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[yells--something about the replicas being corrupt and overriding Tokyo. his eyes widen slightly. a big boom, before--]

... they self-destructed.

[there's an almost smug smile on his face.]

[betwix0between.livejournal.com]

[cue in some shock, a little surprise, and an open-mouth gape in Riku's general direction.]
...Why?

[silverlocked.livejournal.com]

[seems to relax considerably.]

They said that they were not stable, but they don't know why.

[betwix0between.livejournal.com]

[there is a little sigh, and then he lays himself down and leans his head in Riku's lap.]

That was short lived..