tony hawk wishes he could get air off shakespear

[lamentless]

Characters: Roxas and all y'all~
Setting: The third floor library.
Format: Whatever floats your boat.
Summary: There's a downside to having a bored teenager as a librarian- they're eventually going to build forts and skateboard ramps.
Warnings: XTREEM SKAETBUARDINZ!!!

The third floor library was usually quiet, sans maybe the sound of people typing on consoles, or chattering while reading books. But Roxas had been doing a lot of nothing lately, and that stagnation never lead good places for him.

So, he'd cleared out shelves of books, and built a crude hangout fort in the library, as well as making an even cruder skateboard ramp. Not his most responsible move ever, but that had always been more Olette's thing anyway.

Go ahead, ask the librarian why he's trying to kickflip off dictionaries. Question how he managed to cart enough books off to make a "usual spot". Don't expect a serious answer, though.

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[lamentless]

But isn't school just for doing nondescript homework and silly projects about wonders?

Not that Sayaka could have seen it, but when he saw the all-but-a-wall of literature, he almost stopped. His wheels, however, made a weird locking noise, and instead of properly coming to a hault, he barreled over the stack of books, his torso flopping over them with enough force to send him tumbling over the roadblock, on to his back.

Well played, Sayaka. Well played.

[beknightedheroine]

Blink.

...you know, she recognizes you! Did you change your hair a little? Sayaka leans over the decimated volumes that made up Bookington's Last Stand to grin at who she's pretty convinced is Ven.

"Losing your edge a little, huh?"

Asking if he's okay would be a faux pas. Of course he's fine.

[lamentless]

Roxas actually had enough gusto for his tumble to laugh, but it wasn't a very Ven-like laugh. And while seemed pretty comfortable laying atop the ruins of Bookington, he did eventually peter his chuckles out and shrug up at Sayaka.

"I guess so. It's been a while~"

A while since he'd last had a moving obstacle course (man, he suddenly was homesick for the trolleys), but that could really mean anything.

[beknightedheroine]

"Oh, yeah. An age. Couple of weeks, maybe?"

..actually, there's a thought. Sayaka's had honest trouble keeping up with how long she's been here. The days blur, which was one of the most striking things of all, when before every day was a new travail...

She kicks a silly book on party tricks closed, not wanting to think about it any more.

[lamentless]

"Actually, more like a couple months. I haven't really practiced since, uh, fall?" A rough guess, but he vaguely remembered doing something like that...around the icecream time...? Maybe? Like his memory was reliable, sheesh.

"But flattery gets you everywhere." Another chuckle as he got up, dusting his pants to get all the literature dust off.

[beknightedheroine]

...she freezes, looking unpleasantly surprised.

"..Months, really..? No way, I don't think I'd lose THAT much time..."

[lamentless]

Okay, it was about when Sayaka looked like she'd just swallowed a frog that Roxas actually cued in that something was up.

"I don't think time messes up that much here, but I could be wrong." Roxas stooped down to pick up his skateboard, fixing Sayaka another, more concerned look than before. "Are you okay? You don't look so good."

[beknightedheroine]

"I don't know."

She flops down atop some of the ruins of Bookington, frowning.

"Maybe I should start making a record of the days. Scratch notches in my bedpost, that kind of thing."

[lamentless]

Sensing that he had met a like soul when it came to just hanging around places, Roxas let himself flop down to sit by the wall, close enough to kick Bookington's Last Stand if he so wanted.

"I've always wrote in a journal." He frowned, and put his arms behind his head to try and half-relax. "There's some blank books around here somewhere, I'm sure they won't notice if you take one."

[beknightedheroine]

"..Man, I think right now, they wouldn't notice if I snuck out an armload of books." She makes a grand, sweeping gesture to the literary chaos around them.

"I might try that. Just think of it. 'Dear book, day whatever: today I thought something was following me everywhere I went, but never saw what. It's been the most pleasant day all week!'"

and some mood whiplash for youuuuuuuuuuu

[lamentless]

"I don't know...maybe I'm paranoid, but I wouldn't be surprised if they're watching us all the time."

Hold on, he has to repress a shudder. Man, maybe this isn't a good topic to be on after all.

"Wait, following you?" Hello, doesn't THAT sound familiar. "What do you mean?"

sayaka is the master of mood whiplash!!

[beknightedheroine]

"..ugh. That just makes me wanna shiver."

Like minds?

She blinks at his surprise at the comment, tucking a bit of hair behind her hair before answering. "Well, it was just an example. Sometimes the monsters around here are prowl-y like that, anyway."