2nd Day [Action]

[seasaltkeys]

Sparkle!

Sparkle! Where'd you go?

[Today, we have a Roxas wandering the streets of Traverse Town. He doesn't really want to be here, would rather be back in Twilight Town because that's familiar in a good way, but his new dream eater decided that that wasn't fun at all, and felt the need to explore.

Roxas is currently scouring Traverse Town looking for her, Bouncer trotting along at his heels, a photograph in his mouth. Roxas is letting him carry it, because he needs both hands for fighting Nightmares. Two keyblades and all you know?]

C'mon, this isn't funny!

[He thinks he sees it run down a back alley and chases after it.]

Sparkle!

Darn rabbit.

Comments

[seasaltkeys]

Probably doesn't apply to me anyway.

[shadearchivist]

Xehanort would know, of course. Sora seems to know more about it than anyone else here, and I believe he'd explain things to you if to no one else.

[seasaltkeys]

[Not exactly the people he wants to ask, so he keeps his eyes on the ground.]

I guess I'll think about it. I don't really know if I want an answer.

[shadearchivist]

[Clearly Roxas has matured quite a bit since Ienzo knew him. Unsurprising, truthfully.]

It's good to be aware that there might be some things you'd rather not know. If you'd like any information that I might be able to assist you with, I'm willing to answer questions, however. The Organization did all of us a disservice.

[seasaltkeys]

I'll think about it.

[Disservice or not, it doesn't change the fact that Ienzo used to be part of the Organization, and that is enough reason for Roxas to be wary.]

I'm getting the hang of this place.

[shadearchivist]

And your bunny seems to have been well and truly caught for now.

[Well, not that it would necessarily stay in that state, Ienzo had to admit. Still, the situation looked to be in hand.]

[seasaltkeys]

Yeah, about time. Hopefully she won't get away again.

[Because he's running out of energy.]

[shadearchivist]

[Ienzo inclines his head.]

Best of luck. I hope that we can speak again sometime.

[Ienzo waits for a goodbye from Roxas; there's not much else to say right now.]

[seasaltkeys]

Yeah, sure. Maybe.

Uh, thanks.

[It's said awkwardly. He needs to get used to having people be friendly toward him. Even if he's wary, he supposes Ienzo isn't so bad.]