out, damned spot

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[Judging by the height, a Roxas is leaning against the wall. His face is hidden by the shadow of his white cloak, though it's not the same worn and weathered one he arrived here in. He's observing people: seeing their joys, their fears, their stupid petty conflicts...is strangely calming. As much as it is for someone who watches a river, the water going by without touching him. And he needs the calm. Desperately.

But it doesn't set him completely at ease. For an assassin to completely drop his guard borders on signing his own death warrant.]

Comments

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

Hi!

[flying Sora nearly runs into you]

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[lucky he's able to recognize it's a kid before doing something drastic. Like skewering him with the swords at his sides. As such, he just firmly stops the Sora from actually hitting him by gripping him by the shoulders.]

Watch where you're going.

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

Ok!

What're you doing, Roxas?

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[manages to refrain from flinching at such a casual use of his assassin alias. Wasn't going to say anything in reply, but he notices the wings...he reaches out and touches one]

How did you get those?

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

I dunno. I have them 'cause I'm a +Anima, though!

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

Explain, if you would.

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

+Anima are people who can have animal parts when they're in trouble or they just want to! I'm a crow.

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[there might be a flicker of a smile.]

You're lucky to be able to fly.

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

I like it! It's lots of fun!

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

I'm sure it is.

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

Do you wanna try?

...You might be a little big, though.

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[tilts head at]

How?

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

[swoops and lifts him under his arms] Like this!

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[stay calm, Roxas. Stay calm.]

Thank you, but no. You're only a child, after all.

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

Well, ok. If you're sure. [puts him back]

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

Are there many who are like you in your world?

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

Yup!

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

Interesting.

[domesticvictim.livejournal.com]

(wait a second)

Roxas?

(Namine with a cast on her left arm and plenty of bruises is trying to see if you are the Roxas she knows. she highly doubts it, but it couldn't hurt to check, right?)

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[she looks vaguely familiar...oh. It's the girl he met on those rare instances his order gave him free time outside of training.]

Naminé...?

[domesticvictim.livejournal.com]

(no, it's not the Roxas she knows. she expected it, but is still disappointed)

I-I'm not the Namine you knew. My name is Namine Riker.

(she's not sure if that was the right thing to say, or if she's just gonna sounds silly, but she can't take back her words)

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[nods, though since this isn't the girl he knows, he doesn't care that much. But he notes the bruises and cast with mild interest.]

You've been hurt.

[domesticvictim.livejournal.com]

Yes...

(she bites her lip. abuse is never a fun subject to discuss for the abused)

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[silence for moment. Then Roxas reaches in his cloak and takes out a vial of faintly glowing bluish-white liquid. Hands it to her.]

Here. This should help.

[domesticvictim.livejournal.com]

(she stares at it, unsure as to what she should do with it)

What is it?

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

A potion. You drink it. It heals wounds.

[domesticvictim.livejournal.com]

Oh. Thank you.

(she drinks it, and can feel the healing happen)

((how much would it heal?))

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

[shrugs to that. He's got more potions in case he gets hurt.]

(OOC: Bruises only, I think. Broken bones are a little out its range. :))

[domesticvictim.livejournal.com]

((okay, thanks!))

(the bruises are gone, that's quite amazing for her)

Wow...that's amazing...

(her arm's still broken, yes, but any sort of thing that can magically heal is amazing to one who's world didn't have any magic in it)

[bloodiedsky.livejournal.com]

You do not have these in your world?

[domesticvictim.livejournal.com]

(she shakes her head)

No.