pullsheavendown | ♚ IC Contact for Sirens' Pull ♚

A year ago, Sora and I were trapped for a while when Xehanort took over Terra's body, so we couldn't interfere.

What happened?

[Vanitas could potentially know the broad strokes, sure. He could know what sort of spell Xehanort had prepared. But he couldn't know that they argued, or that Roxas had nearly despaired, or how they'd found their way out. Only Sora would.]

It was in the mirror. A hallway that went on forever.

We walked for a long time, but never got anywhere. We even had a big fight. There was a lot of stuff we both needed to hear, I think.

[It's... been such a long time ago. But he can still recall some things in the most vivid clarity. Roxas' voice, The things they both said, the frustration he felt at the time. And the resolve he felt after.]

We figured out the weak spot and went after it as hard as we could. It worked.

It might've been rough at first. But I'm glad it was him I got stuck with. I wouldn't have gotten out if it weren't for him.

[Roxas let's out a long breath. It's all true, exactly as it happened, and that means it really is him, impossible as it should be. Part of him would have been more surprised if he got it wrong.]

Sora. It's really you? What happened?

[There's humor in his voice, even if it sounds tired. He's past feeling frustrated or surprised, having been through this with three friends already. Mostly, he feels relieved.]

It's a long story.

But the short of it-- if some old lady says they're gonna teach you a lesson, you'd better believe it.

Edited 2012-08-05 15:57 (UTC)

[He doesn't know what to say to that. Frankly, he's baffled. And old lady did what? Teach him a lesson about what? None of it makes any sense, so he focuses on one thing he does know for sure.]

I punched you.

I know.

[His tone is mildly flat, though far from serious or grudging. A quiet moment as he rubs his face a little.]

You were pretty angry all right.

Not at you. I thought...

[He shakes his head. He's not sure what he thought had been happening, aside from Vanitas trying to mess with his head again. He'd just been so...angry.]

I'm sorry.

[Sora has always been clearly expressive, and most of the time Roxas will be able to tell exactly what Sora is feeling from the tone, or the look on his face. Things are a little more difficult now that he can't see the other, can only hear him.]

You believe me now, right?

Yeah, I do.

[Unreservedly so, for all that he still can't wrap his mind around this happening at all, much less how it happened.]

Vanitas would never...

I do.

Then that's good enough for me.

[Silently, he nods to himself.]

All right.

So...what now?

Well... There's something I wanted to ask you too.

Me? What is it?

Was it true? The part about you... fighting Vanitas before?

[He's quiet for a moment.]

Yes. But—I told you about that ages ago, remember? We ran into each other and he was a jerk, so...

[But he'd left out a few critical details, hadn't he?]

But you never told me why.

[And there it is. He'd told him they'd clashed over something, though he'd never clarified what. At the time, their mind had been on other more pressing matters. Now that he looks back, both at what was said earlier today and what was said back then, he can't ignore it.]

[The silence stretches out even longer this time. No, he didn't tell Sora why. He hadn't wanted him to know, hadn't been prepared to share the way his thoughts got all tangled up when it come to Sora—his own insecurity, the rush of panic that came when anything threatened to hurt him, the primal need to protect his Other that even Roxas didn't understand. Still doesn't, not entirely, not even now.]

I know.

[A little more insistent, though it's more that he's speaking alout to himself than to Roxas.]

So it's true then.

[Now this part is more for the other.]

It was because of what he did to me before, wasn't it?

Edited 2012-08-05 18:33 (UTC)

I don't—

[He cuts himself off. This conversation is inevitable, has been since he let the truth slip to Sora without even being aware of it. But something niggles at him, feels wrong, and he takes a moment to figure out what.]

Axel's still there, isn't he?

[He trusts his best friend with just about anything. Would himself listen to anything Axel wanted to unburden himself of. But there are some things that should remain between a Nobody and his Other.]

[That catches him off guard]

Yeah, he's here. Why?

Did you wanna talk to him?

I'll talk to him later.

I just think this should stay between the two of us.

What? How come?

[It's lost on him why he'd want to hide it from other people. Maybe before they'd come this far, he could understand. But right now he's just confused.]

I just don't want to talk about it in front of people, okay?

All right. Then... I guess it'll be our secret?

That's not what I meant.

You wanna come over or something?

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