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[lamentless]

Characters: Roxas and Aqua to start...Ven and Nams later on since I'm not wasting space making multiple posts for his angsty business.
Setting: People's rooms, though he's going to move around quite a bit.
Format: Whatevs, we coo' guys, we coo'.
Summary: Set after this thread. Roxas, naturally, has to go inquire about this possibility with a few people in a specific order.
Warnings: I am expecting someone to angst before this is through. If not, we're doing it wrong guys.

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[lamentless]

With his freakout successfully over, he seemed to stand there drained, rubbing his face with a scowl at the situation at large. Immature, but he felt so much better.

"...I can manage." He wasn't about to get in to the fact that he wasn't keen on going to his room still. Kingdom Key was taken back, and dissolved in a flash of light soon after. "Thanks, though. Sorry I said all that... none of it's your fault." He finally looked up, trying very hard to keep an even stare but failing pretty spectacularly. "I...might take you up on that offer. Maybe."

He had some other things to take care of, first.

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Aqua gave Roxas a small smile that she hoped was reassuring and not insensitive. "Don't worry about it." She knew it wasn't personal. She lowered her hands back to her sides. "I hope you find out everything you want to know. If you have any other questions, you can ask me. I may not know the answers, but, I'll do my best to help you."

With that, she -- somewhat hesitantly -- reached up to gently smooth a hand over the spikes on top of Roxas' head, as she often did with Ven. "Good luck."

[lamentless]

He tilted his head up slightly at Aqua's touching his hair, unsure how he should be reacting- but he let it go with a small smile. She was...a very easy person to believe in, for some reason.

"I will. Thanks, Aqua." And he meant it, too. Roxas still looked worn out, but he was feeling better after that, turning and walking down the hallway, waving after a small distance.

[prayerless.livejournal.com]

"No problem." With another smile, she waved back to him in turn. And, once he was far enough down the hall, she retreated back into her room, to presumably resume her work on her spells.