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[derping]

Characters: Sora and whoever wants to run into him!
Setting: Throughout the tower - you decide! BACKDATED to March 14th or 15th (please specify a day, too!)
Format: Action preferred, but prose is fine.
Summary: Sora may not have the right face right now, but he can't just sit around all day - and he's bound to run into plenty of people.
Warnings: None!


[It was very tempting to find some place to hide out, to keep to himself until this was over. Sora didn't like looking like this - didn't like scaring his friends, having people think he was someone who would hurt them - but it couldn't last forever. There was no way. Maybe, finding someplace quiet and keeping to himself until this was all over was exactly wasn't such a bad idea.

But Sora was Sora, regardless of the face, and no matter how good the idea seemed he was terrible at keeping to himself. He just couldn't do it - he felt uncomfortable, knowing what everyone else probably saw when they looked at him, but...well, it wasn't like hiding out would make this go away any faster. So, for the next few days, he can be found wandering the tower as usual, searching for answers...or maybe even someone to talk to. It wasn't like anything that bad could happen just because he looked different.

Or, at least, he hoped not.]

Comments

[keybearer]

Sora?

[Well, that seems to have snapped him out of his mood for a moment. At any rate, he stumbles back and stares, completely silent for a few seconds.

He's not sure what to think here. If this really is Sora, then why does he look like Vanitas? For all he knows, this could be a trick.]

...If you're really Sora, then what were we planning to do to leave the islands?

[derping]

[A question? He can answer that, no problem! Sora sounds very eager to prove who he is, too, his tone very unlike Vanitas'.]

We were going to build a raft and see how far it would take us! We were all ready to set out the next morning, too, on the night that storm hit.

[That's how Sora remembers it, at least, and he only hoped that events happened the same way for this Riku, too. Of course, it's only now that he realizes that he never asked.]

Look, I don't know what's going on or why I look like this, but...I really am Sora, okay? I promise.

[Even though promising might not be enough, but it's the best idea he has right now.]

[keybearer]

[Sora's words match up, though he obviously has no clue about Riku opening the door outta jealousy and frustration... if that even happened where he's from.

But Riku nods, heaving a heavy sigh.]

All right. I believe you, Sora.

god Vanitas your expressions are all terrible for this

[derping]

Really?

[His eyes brighten, and he suddenly has the happiest, dorkiest hopeful grin in the history of ever - an expression Vanitas probably couldn't figure out how to pull off no matter how hard he tried.. If there was still any doubt that this was Sora, well...]

Boy, that's a relief. I've really gotta be more careful, though.

[Having to do this every time he runs into a friend is really not fun.]

At least that one's kinda cute?

[keybearer]

[...Wow, that is kinda disturbing. Only kind of, since it is Sora's face, albeit older and with different heir and eye colors.

After the initial shock wears off, Riku relaxes as much as he can, given his current darkness spike.]

You and me both. Can't say things have been easy on my end, after all.