RUN DOWN

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

[because he has no confidence in his verbal talents and he doesn't like to speak at all, the virus is a huge bitch and has him playing this song on the piano in the ballroom.]

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[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[raises eyebrows] Woow, Roxas. Where'd you learn to play like that?

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

... [silent, just looking at him.]

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

That's a pretty song.

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

No prob. Your Sora's not taking it very well though.

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

He's ...

[definitely not his, for one, but he'll just go with the flow.]

... different from the rest of them.

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

Yeah, but I like him. Can't say I like all the gun toting though, but hey, that's just me.

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

Our city wasn't the nicest. He and I are enemies, by everyone else's standards.

[taps a few keys as he talks, eyes closed.]

I don't openly admit this, but I recognize just as easily that a significant amount of you here are unarmed, and would really have no intention of spilling the secret to my superior if he were to come to this place.

I will tell you that despite how I treat him, I don't view him as my enemy.

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

[nods]

Yeah, I don't know anything about your superior or organization or whatever. So no need to worry about me. And I'm not rat.

Does he know you don't view him like that?

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

I don't believe he knows. I don't want him to. He can't feel relaxed around me because he'll learn to let his guard down.

If that happens, the Organization will obliterate him. I can't help but slip up, though.

[everlyafter.livejournal.com]

He does seem to trust people pretty easily.

But okay, that makes sense. Good luck.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[keeps a healthy distance between them. every time he nears the blond, he can feel the air turn to electricity, static between them. he's not sure if it's from tension and hostility, or something of the complete opposite. either way, it weirds him out, and he tried to only close the distance when it was necessary. but he stands close enough to watch Roxas' hands delicately and precisely race across the piano keys. he wishes his hands could do that...]

[genocidally.livejournal.com]

[he's oblivious, dipping into a much softer song after his violent slamming is over.]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[and he feels drawn like a magnet now that the tune has changed. something that doesn't make the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end and instead croons gentle words. he takes each step carefully as he approaches.]