♚ IC Contact for Sirens' Pull ♚

[pullsheavendown]

What am I supposed to say to this thing?

[10 seconds pass]

I'm Roxas. This is my phone.

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call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

What do you want to do?

[Sorry, duckygirl. Stress is making him snap.]

call;

[quackery.livejournal.com]

[She pauses- what can she do?

It's always like this.]

I don't know! I don't...

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Look...if we find out a way you can help, you can. But I don't want you in danger. We've already lost one friend for now.

call;

[quackery.livejournal.com]

[Another pause.]

I'm sorry.

You gotta promise you won't get hurt, okay?

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

I can't. But I promise to do my best not to.

call;

[quackery.livejournal.com]

Why did he need Terra's body, anyways? And - children's games, and light in hearts... What did he mean?

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

I don't know. Maybe because he was old and Terra isn't.

It's a long story. Look, I need to go—I need to meet the others so we can figure out what to do.

call;

[quackery.livejournal.com]

Okay. Just- be careful, and call me later so you can tell me, okay?

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

I will.

call;

[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Hello?

call;

[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

Hey Roxas... are you busy?

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

No. [For you he's not, braintwin.] Are you okay? [...no, of course not.]

call;

[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

I guess.... at least for now.

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

That's good...did you, um, need something? [Comfort, he sucks at it.]

call;

[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

I just wanted to talk.

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Okay...yeah. You can talk to me anytime.

call;

[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

.... and now that I called, I have no idea what I even want to say.

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[That gets Roxas to chuckle for the first time in days. It's a small one, though.]

You don't have to say anything special. Just whatever you're thinking about.

call;

[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

Right now I'm just grateful to hear your voice.

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[He makes the connection immediately.]

I'm okay. He's not going to hurt me.

We're all being careful.

call;

[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

I know... and I know you guys can take care of yourselves. But I've just never felt this scared before, I don't know what to do with myself.

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

You want to come over?

call;

[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

Yeah, that would be nice... I'll be there in a little while.

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Okay. See you soon.

[While he waits, Roxas will prep some ice cream, toppings and two bowls.]