you like depression because it matches your eyes

[bladesanity.livejournal.com]

[oh look, a folded pocket knife just sitting on the floor and no one to be found. dare you touch it?]

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[incinerare.livejournal.com]

[watching the people gather around a simple knife with a blank smile on his face.]

That's new.

[bladesanity.livejournal.com]

It must be, I'm the center of attention. I'm honestly not so used to being fawned over.

[incinerare.livejournal.com]

[unfazed by the talking knife.]

Anything unusual here gets lots and lots of attention. Talking knives would be pretty high on that list, and that's saying something.

[crouches down to poke the knife with a finger] Need some help, there?

[bladesanity.livejournal.com]

I see.

If you would unfold me, I would appreciate that.

[incinerare.livejournal.com]

Heh. Sure thing.

[easily scoops the knife up, but unfolds it with surprising care before setting it back down and moving away, to give the knife a little space.]

Is this the part where you turn into a real boy?

[bladesanity.livejournal.com]

[the knife shudders a bit, emitting a bright white silhouette of a boy that grows and grows, soon shaking off in sparks as he stands from his crouched position.]

If I could become a real human, that'd be a feat.

[incinerare.livejournal.com]

[golf claps for the light show.]

I know the feeling. Too bad. You're a knife, I'm a Nobody. Always doomed to never be human. [smirks a little too cold to be careless.] So who or what are you, anyway? Besides a magical shape-shifting knife.

[bladesanity.livejournal.com]

[eyes him, ignoring the nobody bit for now.]

... well, you hit the nail on the head. I'm not much more than that, other than technically speaking. I'm a weapon.

[incinerare.livejournal.com]

If it helps any, you're interesting. That already puts you a cut above. [returns the look, giving him a quick one over.] Got a name?

[bladesanity.livejournal.com]

[tilts his head a little. this man sure is an interesting fellow.]

The name carried with me has always been Roxas, but I'm free to be renamed by my new wielder.

[incinerare.livejournal.com]

Figures. Roxas it is, then. .. "Wielder," huh? Guessing that means you haven't gotten one yet.

[bladesanity.livejournal.com]

Afraid I haven't, though the freedom to please whoever passes by is a little exhilarating.

One person could possibly get boring, and what would I do after that? I may choose a wielder here, however.