hole in my head.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[just your ordinary Sora. save for the second-hand clothes, a couple scratches and bruises here and there, and the fact that he's seemingly out cold. at least he's still breathing. make that a gun-brandishing, fully-awake Sora.]

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[slavetothewheel.livejournal.com]

[another bruised up Sora- Woah, he's unconcious!]

[runs over to him and kneals beside him] Hey! You alright? [takes his wrist and checks his pulse] ...Well, he's breathing.

...C'mon, wake up. [looks very worried]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[his closed eyes scrunch, as if fighting waking up.]

Don't...

[slavetothewheel.livejournal.com]

[gasps, listening] ...

H-hey, you alright? Hey, talk to me.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[eyelids flutter once they relax and his eyes open. stares blearily at him. at first, confusion. and then, terror. his right hand which was tucked safely against his side snaps out. the cool end of a gun barrel is pressed to Axel's forehead.]

... Wh-Why are you still alive!? I killed you!

[slavetothewheel.livejournal.com]

[stiff, wasn't expecting that at all, looks at him out of the corner of his eye]

...Woah. Put the gun down, kid. I don't think you understand the situation. I'm just trying to help, put it down...

[thesplendorsof.livejournal.com]

[what's this? there's another Axel standing nearby, looking vaugely amused. he prods Sora's head with a booted foot.]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[absolutely horrified. two!?]

Stay away from me! You're not... you're not supposed to be here!

[thesplendorsof.livejournal.com]

Scared already, Sora? I haven't even done anything yet.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[up snaps his left hand. another gun. his lips are pulled back in a grimace.]

[thesplendorsof.livejournal.com]

[still smiling, unfazed.]

Don't bother. I could blow you out of the motherfucking sky.

[truememories.livejournal.com]

[bends down next to him]

Hey- wake up.

[looking worried; she treats any Sora she sees as if they were her Sora]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[winces a little, eyes peeking open.]

... Namine?

[truememories.livejournal.com]

Yep, that's me.

[smiles]

You okay?

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[he smiles a little.]

... yeah... how's your arm?

[truememories.livejournal.com]

[she examines her arms- nope, nothing there]

Uh, they're fine?

[13th.livejournal.com]

So many guns.

This is unfair, you know.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[eyes are wild.]

Says you, Roxas.

[13th.livejournal.com]

Says me? I only have these ...

[and those keyblades are summoned forth, dancing with energetic sparks both white and black.]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[expression scrunches up with confusion.]

What the hell... this better be some kind of joke.

[13th.livejournal.com]

[crosses the keys over his front, pulling them apart slowly. something about his movement doesn't seem right-- like he's actually moving in slow motion.]

Don't blink.

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

Whoa. Definitely not used to Soras like you.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[blinks for good measure. shit, why is he seeing double?]

What the hell are you talking about, Roxas. There's one of me.

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

[she gives the tiniest of smiles]

The one I know happens to be a chick, and she would be too much of a whimp to wield a gun.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[scoffs.]

What?

[technologywitch.livejournal.com]

[s-she's kind of lost.]

_...Sora?