[That's probably the first noise anyone has heard out of Sora since the stairs collapsed, because he's still trying to shake off that sudden fall. Nothing feels broken or anything, thankfully, but he'll probably be hurting later. Someone needs to learn Aerial Recovery already.
But the creepy whispers and the general bad feeling about this place are enough to tell Sora that he probably doesn't want to hang around for very long...and, more importantly, neither should Xion, or that guy...hadn't his name been Axel, or something? It had been awhile since they met, so Sora wasn't completely sure. Though both of them seem two steps ahead of him right now.
Once he's up and moving around, he notices the dim lights - one from the center of the room, and one from the stairs. He's about to go check out the one in the room, but Xion beats him to it.
Head for the stairs? That sounded like as good of a plan as any.]
Where are you guys, anyway? I can't see a thing.
[Though he's not sure if he wants to see what - if anything - he just felt brush against one of his arms. Or whatever else is there, because it felt like there was something. Or maybe lots of somethings.
Considering what "something" usually meant in this place, he hoped he was wrong about that.]
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[That's probably the first noise anyone has heard out of Sora since the stairs collapsed, because he's still trying to shake off that sudden fall. Nothing feels broken or anything, thankfully, but he'll probably be hurting later.
Someone needs to learn Aerial Recovery already.But the creepy whispers and the general bad feeling about this place are enough to tell Sora that he probably doesn't want to hang around for very long...and, more importantly, neither should Xion, or that guy...hadn't his name been Axel, or something? It had been awhile since they met, so Sora wasn't completely sure. Though both of them seem two steps ahead of him right now.
Once he's up and moving around, he notices the dim lights - one from the center of the room, and one from the stairs. He's about to go check out the one in the room, but Xion beats him to it.
Head for the stairs? That sounded like as good of a plan as any.]
Where are you guys, anyway? I can't see a thing.
[Though he's not sure if he wants to see what - if anything - he just felt brush against one of his arms. Or whatever else is there, because it felt like there was something. Or maybe lots of somethings.
Considering what "something" usually meant in this place, he hoped he was wrong about that.]