♚ 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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[reaction]

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[Roxas stares at the envelope for a long time, and at the invitation even longer when he finally opens it.

At first he's surprised. Then angry—what are they doing, trying to mess with him this way? He probably should have seen it coming. After that...he's not sure what he thinks.

He tucks the invitation away in a drawer. But he doesn't throw it away.]

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Okay then.

[Crooked twirl]

I do feel a little better.

[quackery.livejournal.com]

[Then, just like that, she changes back! After a deep breath, she smiles.]

I'm really glad you feel better.

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Do you do that a lot?

[quackery.livejournal.com]

Change like that? No, not really.

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Oh.

It's pretty cool.

[quackery.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I think so too. Thanks.

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[He glances at the door.]

You've probably got stuff to do, but...thanks, Ahiru. If there's anything I can do to pay you back, tell me.

[quackery.livejournal.com]

If you want me to stay a little bit longer, I can! And you don't have to do anything for me.

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

If you want to, sure.

Well, I'm gonna anyway. Eventually.

[quackery.livejournal.com]

Of course I want to! You're my friend.

A-Are you sure? You really don't have to!

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

I know.

[He smiles.]

Come on. Let's have some ice cream.

[quackery.livejournal.com]

Is it the kind without eggs in it?

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Um...yeah. [Ew, frozen eggs.]

[quackery.livejournal.com]

[Someone told her it had eggs in it it's not her fault!!]

Okay!

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

Good.

[And they had ice cream and it was a beautiful afternoon between a flasher ballerina and her no-longer-broken friend. Yay. :')]

call;

[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[ :| Letting it ring. Debating whether to answer. ]

call;

[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

[Clicks to answer.

Doesn't say anything.]

call;

[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

Pleasedon'thangup!

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

I'm not hanging up.

call;

[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

Roxas. I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.

call;

[pullsheavendown.livejournal.com]

What was with you?

call;

[feverpitching.livejournal.com]

I don't know! Everything from lunch and after on Monday is almost a complete blur to me....

I thought I had dreamed it.