Open sesame~

[lamentless]

Characters: Roxas, his roomies, and anyone else who pokes their head in.
Setting: Room 1-16.
Format: Starting prose, matching you~
Summary: Hey, there's a new, occupied room on the floor- and it seems to be full of...yawning?
Warnings: Rox is the master of being oblivious. Also, Ven may potentially threadhop any comment thread on this entry, fair warning because Plus is all skurred to post her own entry trololololo.

It  took him quite a moment to realize he was awake in the proper sense of the word, really. He sure didn't feel it, and frankly was between drowsy and stiff, a deep ache setting in his muscles. It only took a few moments to sort of remember why- he'd fallen off the tower, hadn't he...? Oh damn, oh geez- 'Am I alive...?' The boy opened his eyes sluggishly, taking in the sight of a stark white ceiling. Took a deep breath. Yep, alive. Then, when he felt like he could move...rolled on to his side and yawned, closing his eyes again. Obviously he was in the hospital. Not, that he'd been to the hospital before- but where else could he be? It wasn't like he could fall off a tower and not be hurt somehow. It was probably better to not get up and do too much.

"...figures." The word was pretty stark in the otherwise-quiet seeming room. He hadn't bothered to check his surroundings or wonder any further. It never seemed to occur to him that there could be anything else going on at all...

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[And after a moment, he's straightened himself out and is back to a strikingly similar mask of :|.] ...no... it's fine... there's no need for you to go... this is your room, after all...

[But now he actually puts his attention on Roxas.] ...more than one world exists. [He says this with slightly more confidence in his voice than before; mostly because he has accepted it as scientific fact for years.]

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You can come by here whenever you want if you need to. None of us are gonna hurt ya. [Derpgrin. He's already protected the kid once, and it seems like he was here without that scientist guy that was taking care of him, so he certainly didn't mind.]

[And he perked up even more at Ienzo's affirmation.] Hah! See? [In your face, Roxas.]And if they seem to exist then it's obvious they exist.

[lamentless]

...how does that logic make any sense? [Seems, madam Ven, you know not seems.]

[But the little guy said it, so...] Fine. Maybe you guys are right. I guess it would explain why everyone here seems weirder than everyone back home...

[He hasn't left his room at all yet, but he's peeked in the hall like a scared little wuss a couple times.]

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[Ienzo thankfully has a better grip on himself this time, so no awkward guilt trips here. (Seriously guys, they happen all the time.) Also, he decides to ignore Pointy-Haired Keyblade Wielder #2's announcement to Roxas. Because really, was there any reason for that? He didn't see one.]

[But then again, he's Ienzo, so moot point.]

...yes... it would.

[Wait 'til you meet the trolls, bro. They're eeeeverywhheeeeere.]

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[His logic made the perfect sense.]

[He's busy grinning in triumph that Roxas finally gave into the flawless logic.]

Don't worry, I don't think the people here are that bad. Every world has different rules and stuff than the last one, so it's only natural they'd seem weirder!