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Twilight Town Roxas

[There's is an unusual rising alto of the far off laughter of children, growing all the more prevalent directly behind one picture-perfect maze-inducing wall. Eventually that all too distinctive noise becomes tremendously loud, and as this crescendo of sound peaks the illuminated blue halo of a doorway comes into sight. No sooner has this portal of sorts appeared one face we're all acquainted to, body included, comes barging through said door only to slam it shut. The boy must have been running if his winded posture and laughter-laced gasps are proof enough.]

H-hold on guys! Let me just grab it from my room and I'll be down in a-

[That frame through which he'd stumbled is all at once blocked with one fell swoop of the door jamming itself snugly into place. Naturally Roxas reaches to casually return his exit to it's former stance..right as it fades, melting into the wall and working in reverse to how he'd arrived.]

T-.. That's. That's not possible.

[His motions become frantic and there is much pawing at the wall in his ever growing confusion.]

Hayner! Pence! O-olette?
...Guys?

Can you hear me?

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[behind you now, smiling]

..Roxas?

[maybe it's the one she knows]

[And his relief is apparent by the way he nearly gasps her name.]

Olette!

How did you...?

[Roxas turns to see if he'd somehow hallucinated those last few moments, but there is still the eerie and unchanged fact that his enterence appears to have never existed.]

Where's Pence and Hayner? And for that matter-

[Finally takes in his surroundings with a jolt.]

Where. Are. We?

[a small, innocent shrug and a smile]

Same as you, I guess.

[..hmm. nothing different from her Roxas so far. Maybe it is him. ]

Oh, I'm sure they're around here somewhere~. I've been told this is a crossroads of...demensions.

.....

[Head tilts as the clock, and time itself, ticks merrily on.]

Is this payback for earlier?

Because-

You're..you're kidding, right?

[confused now, a bit concerned]

...Payback?

[Shakes his head. It wasn't important, those few instances where Roxas had sworn he'd seen something when no one else could. Possibly it had been a dream, like this must be.]

Nevermind. It's nothing.

[There's a scramble for a smile as he straightens, wearing his best look of false confidence.]

So you've -seen- Pence and Hayner around or-

[Roxas was afraid to mention the rest.]

[still mildy concerned, but letting him brush it off. after a moment, she shakes her head, toeing the floor with her shoe]

Not...net yet. But they've got to be here somewhere, right?

[here, have a hopeful smile]

[Like Roxas can ignore her valiant go at being brave, or deny it the necessary backup of his own resolve.]

You're right, Olette.
If we're here then there's no reason that they shouldn't be as well.

[Scratches at the back of his head in thought.]

How hard can it be to find them if we work together?

[she laughes lightly]

Not as hard as it would be working alone~

That's the spirit.

[Have a wide grin as he coaxes you along the carpeted path.]

Come on then, we can start down this hallway and work ourselves around.

[... oh, how miserable he feels for every poor kid who gets sucked into here. not like his sympathy will be seen past that skirt he's wearing over his pants, but you can't say he didn't try.]

Um...

Ffffff..

[And it seems like all the air is leaking out of Roxas' body as his mind hiccups over the skirt. It just can't process that at the moment.]

...Uh.

[There's an intelligent glance upward as thoughts force themselves into cohesion.]

Where is this place? I..was just in my room..and-

--you're not... home anymore. This is a huge place, a dressing room, people call it.

It's a world where thousands of other worlds and dimensions have people sucked in daily. There's no way out.

Thousands.

[Roxas backs up enough to hit the wall behind him, body instinctively looking for support the instant before both knees try and buckle.]

Thousands of worlds.
And no way-....

[The boy wants to convince himself that he's dreaming, but the structure behind him as well a the pin-prick of nails curling into skin suggest otherwise.]

Did I..do something wrong to end up here?

[reaches out to try and take his hand-- anything to reassure someone.]

I don't know. A lot of people don't know or like that they've come here. You're definitely not alone, but I'm not going to lie to you, this place isn't very safe or sanitary.

There's lots of good people, and there's lots of bad. Some know magic and some are just plain twisted. I think you should steer clear of any guys named "Axel" unless they prove to you they're good guys, 'cause the majority of them are crazy.

There's a lot of... perverts here, too. Anyone will walk in on you in your room, so you have to lock your door a lot.

[Roxas does his best to find a foothold within this downpour of information, thankfully catching the majority and gist of it all.]

It's not safe.
There's...magic.

A-and there's...perverts and peeping toms?

[Unconsciously he squeezes onto the other boy's hand, feeling a wash of calm in the simple gesture.]

Plus- this Axe... Axe, right? ...is someone I need to avoid.

Think I've got it.

[He recites the list, trying to make sure that all of the above was what the brunet had said, and wasn't misheard amongst the erratic fluttering of his heart as it was doused in fear.]

[nods slowly.]

It's not the only thing that's here, but just be wary and prepared for it.

[the squeeze is enough for him to smile, and he hopes the other might, too.]

Otherwise, w-welcome, heh! If you're not comfortable with the idea of staying by yourself in your own room, you could stay with me for a little. Otherwise, I can just show you a hall where you won't be bothered.

[Pardon Roxas if he prefers to remain close to the only stranger here who acknowledged him. After digesting all the DressingRoom: Warnings and Dangers, Roxas is in no hurry to plow through this unknown territory by his lonesome.]

If it's no problem for you...
I'd be grateful.

[Eventually lets go of his companion's hand, though not without giving it a friendly shake.]

I'm Roxas.

Sora!

[grins wide-- and then oh, his face falls a little, with a nervous chuckle.]

One thing though, I wear stuff like this often.

[tugs at the bottom of his skirt.] It's just something I do. I'll stop if it weirds you out, though.

[because lord knows most boys wouldn't want to wake up to another one hopping into a dress.]

--and, it's Axel.

[Tries the alien name out a few times before he's filed it away to be used at a later date.]

Gotcha.

And- no, you're fine. I'm not going to stop you from doing what you like.

[Big grin at the thought though. He's touched that you'd go to such lengths for his peace of mind.]

I feel lucky to have run into you first, Sora. Instead of one of those loons you mentioned. That would have been awful.

[really, he'd almost go through anything for anyone. his life is nothing in value compared to everyone else's. aside well, rude people and people who take advantage of others and laugh at their misfortune. they don't deserve anything!]

Alright. My room's between the bathroom and the kitchen, so it'll be easy to get to the essential places you need.

[grins wide.]

And.. thanks. I'm glad you feel that way. I'm glad I could help you, too.

Sounds easy enough to find.

[Sheepish look for being a burden.]

And, no. Thank you Sora.
I hope I can return the favor, if you ever are in half as much trouble as I was.

Don't worry about favors. You don't owe me anything-- this is just what I do.

[Smiles sincerely glad to hear such kindness.]

Thanks, Sora.

No problem!

[hands on his hips. all he needs is a cape and a leotard, now. Super Sora!]

You hungry or anything?

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