blue sky to forever.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[Sora is staring at a rusty door covered in foreboding chains, the ends attached to the neighboring walls by iron stakes. the word 'CAUTION' is smeared in black paint on the door.]

... huh.

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[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[gun, huh...]

Hm.

[he takes a few steps back before he pulls twin uzis from their holsters on his thighs. he turns back around, both guns aimed at the door.]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

[watching out of interest]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[with an expert's aim, he clicks the setting to semi-automatic and fires one bullet for each chain. the links burst apart and fall away, the severed ends hanging from their stakes.]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

[...claps]

Oh, you're good.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[sets one of them back in its holster. he approaches the door.]

I guess.

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

[just following along, seemingly unworried about whatever might turn up]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[next, he aims at the knob, firing. it shatters and the door creaks open just a hair. he doesn't look all that frightened, but his heart is pounding a mile a minute.]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

Don't worry, I have your back.

[take that as you will]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[his hand pushes it open and he takes a step back, just incase. the door creaks as it swings open wide. there's only darkness.]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

Got a flashlight?

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[he shakes his head.]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

[from out of his backpack comes a small flashlight]

I like to keep useful things on me.

[throws it to the other]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[he catches it with a swift flick of his wrist. his finger hesitates on the switch.]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

Go on. Now you've got me curious.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[he sighs, and on goes the flash light, pointed at the floor near the doorway. there's tiles with splotches of rust. or at least it looks like rust.]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

[takes out his own pistol now. No sense in hiding it.]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[he slowly lifts the flashlight. it's the same stuff... rust covered floors, until something silver comes into view. he scans up it. it looks like a portable hospital bed...]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

Interesting. This some sort of haunted hospital setting?

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[he makes a face when the light shines on a bodybag resting on the bed.]

I... don't really know.

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

A dead body huh?

[steps forward, pistol raised]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[he's tense, just watching the other Roxas approach.]

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

Coming? It's just a dead thing.

[glances back at him]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[stares at him.]

I have a bad feeling about this place.

[anighttogether.livejournal.com]

Me too now that you mention it.

[steps back, but not before shooting the body bag to make sure whatever is in it is quite dead]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[it jerks from the force, but nothing more. Sora is rethinking opening this door, wishing he took that 'CAUTION' more seriously.]