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[his one eye starts to twitch, but he otherwise looks fine-- there's a slight strain in his face though, both eyes blinking when blood runs between them.]

[there's a bottle; a potion, being kicked your way.]

Whether you use it or not is up to you.

[and then he's moving away from the wall.]

[nope, too busy over here trying not to cry out, but he chokes, grunting and accidentally letting the dam break-- the tears are flowing, and now his shoulders are shaking.]

[he sighs, standing awkwardly and staring. he knows Sora would be all over that like the incredibly naive sap he is, but Roxas wants nothing to do with it.]

There's always someone prettier to obtain. You start crying now and you'll have people thinking there's a heart in that chest of yours.

There's n-not--

[pushes himself back, and oh behold, the reason for that fidgeting and grunting and crying and struggling-- the bastard's clawing a hole straight into his chest!]

anything here-- I'll show 'em...

[so he just keeps clawing and digging, pulling flesh and meat away to get to the empty center.]

[he merely stares for a long moment, eyes wide.]

Do you want to kill yourself, you fucking idiot? There might not be a heart there, but you can die.

There'd be no harm in that, would there?

[of course not, so he keeps pulling and picking and tearing; like gutting a pumpkin for halloween.]

You're so weak. Your little kitty cat runs away so you grab the knife and end it all. Is that it?

[he scoffs.]

You disgust me. You haven't even been through everything I have, and you're already giving up?

Wah, wah, my life is so much haaarder than yours and because I was a dumbass and sat through it, I can't stand you taking the easy way out!

[just keeps on choking, sputtering and crying, feeling his chest starting to give way.]

I never said it was harder, pretty boy. Merely longer. But you won't be very pretty for much longer, will you?

[there's a roll of his eyes, and then a sigh.]

What are you gaining, with this?

Absolutely nothing but a way out of this place. Stop trying to convince me not to.

[starts to punch at that gaping wound now, going dizzy and sick to his stomach every time.]

Couldn't just slit your throat like a normal person? This seems like so much more work.

No, in fact I think I'll...

[drops his hands to the floor, holding his weight up until he collects himself to his knees and stands, slumping against the wall.]

...drag it out just a little more.

[and then he's walking.]

[he follows, laughing just-so under his breath.]

That's hesitance.

Actually, it's me seeing what kind of ugly face you'll put on next.

[no lie there, he's fully intent on dying but not until the other him has talked his shitty little heart out.]

Call it what you will.

[he doesn't doubt this Roxas will die. In fact, he's only trailing along for the ride.]

So, what was it? Took one look at me and decided life was no longer worth living?

Pa~thetic for me to run back to that which I was created from. That's like a kid running back up inside of its mother.

I won't do something like that-- nope, not me, I'll just bleed it all out and die right here.

[he laughs a little bitterly.]

Oh, you think I ran to Sora? You're sadly mistaken. Your pretty little ex-pet is the one who did this.

Wah, wah~

[stumbles a little, pulling himself up.]

You can make fun of me all you want. 'Least I didn't tear out my imaginary heart to save myself from it.

Now you're acting like more of a child than I am.

Sad.

[chokes, stopping a moment to breathe.]

[he mocks a gasp.]

Such a thing is possible?

You're the one proving it.

So sorry my sarcasm is slipping. I've been trapped in an idiot's mind for quite a while.

If I told you to kiss me, would you?