♚ 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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[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

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[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[Ven is so well-mannered. Roxas is there immediately, letting him in one with soft smile. It's just the two of them there (plus the cats.)]

Hey. Come on in.

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[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

Thanks for inviting me over.

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[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

You know you're welcome anytime.

[Ven isn't the only one who's been worried, though. After shutting the door behind him, Roxas slings an arm around his bro's shoulders for a hug.]

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[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

Heh, I know.

I'm just glad I had a reason to go outside now. I feel like I sat in my room for way too long.

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[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[He squeezes Ven before letting go.]

I know what you mean. You can go crazy sitting in one place for too long.

Come on, there's ice cream.

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[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

It makes you think too much.



Can't say no to ice cream.

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[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

I know.

[To both parts. In the kitchen, there's sprinkles, whipped cream and caramel to go with the ice cream.]

Here. I think we deserve extra today.

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[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

You went all out.

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[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

It's just some stuff I was saving for a special occasion.

[Ideally it would have been good-special and not...whatever this is, but he'll roll with it.]

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[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

Emergency tasty stuff for when we're not feeling so good, huh?

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[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Exactly.

[Roxas joins him in making a sundae. If the amount of ice cream corresponds to how not-so-good they're feeling, the two of them are in bad shape.]

C'mon, let's go sit on the couch with the cats.

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[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

Okay.

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[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[Xact considers chin-scritching to be one of Roxas' sacred duties, and Ven is close enough to count. He rubs his head against the boy's hand as Roxas sits down beside them.]

I hope this helps some...even if it's just a little bit.

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[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

It helps. Being here makes everything hurt a little less....

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[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[Looking like Dad is a good booster.]

I wish I could do more. [He takes a giant scoop of whipped cream.] I wish I could just fix things.

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[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

Me too. Terra's my best friend and I can't do anything right now.

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[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

There has to be a way to fix it.

But...I don't know what it is.

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[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

Neither do I. We have to talk to everyone, figure something out.

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[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Maybe it would help if we knew how it happened. I don't get it...he should have known better than to go anywhere near Xehanort.

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[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

He must have had a reason. But he never mentioned anything to me.... maybe Aqua would know.

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[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

He was probably trying to protect you.

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[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

I know... he's always trying to protect me.

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[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

You can kick him for it later.

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[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

Heh, I just might. Especially if he's going to keep getting himself into trouble.