Boys will be boys, right?

[dualkeys]

Characters: Roxas [OU] and anyone
Setting: Graveyard and Cafeteria ( possibly in the hallways if someone wants )
Format: Starting in action spam, but I'll match
Summary: Roxas arrives and things aren't to his liking.
Warnings: Derpy kid and some minor breaking of things.



Graveyard

[ if he had known what this place is and what it's meant for, there might be some dim irony. a Nobody in a place for the dead, someone that doesn't even exist lingering amongst empty tombs. this honestly isn't the most ideal of situations. Roxas had been on his way back to keep a promise. now he's stuck in some place that he can't get out of. he's tried. OH MAN has he tried.

but he can't get anywhere. can't leave. that, along with everything else, just puts him right back in a bad mood. so what does he do? he takes his frustration out on his surroundings. just repeatedly beating one of his Keyblades against the wall of a mausoleum.

after a while Roxas throws the Keyblade down and starts to struggle with trying to get that collar off. ]



Cafeteria - later

[ when Roxas finds the cafeteria, he just kind of sits there. unsure about what to do. his mental state is simply drained. kid can't process this much going on in one day, right? heck, Roxas isn't even sure what this place IS. but don't mind him. he is just watching the people around him. it looks like a place to eat...

cue zombie mode. ]

Comments

[dualkeys]

[ he's startled by the voice, head jerking up. the thing following after the stranger isn't a Heartless. not a Nobody either. but his eyes do fall on that Keyblade... it makes him suspicious, but at least he isn't attacking. yet. ]

Where is this place...

[keybearer]

It's just called the Tower.

[He shrugs. Really, it's best to just roll with it.

Also, that dragon is making a little squeaky sound before inching closer to Roxas, getting up on its hind legs, and cocking its head to the side. Hello, stranger!]

[dualkeys]

How do I leave? Nothing I try works.

[ his fist clenches. then relaxes. it's like a nervous tick. the wrong answer could send Roxas into a little bit of a fit.

well. sort of. that THING is coming closer. not... really helping matters. ]

[keybearer]

Hate to break it to you, but there's no way out. Not by choice, anyway.

[...So tense, mister Roxas. Riku's maintaining his composure, at least.]

[dualkeys]

[ see though... now that fist is shaking just a tad. his Keyblade returns to said hand and he grips it tight. ]

But I've got to get back!

[keybearer]

And you're not the only one. A lot of us have unfinished business.

[He shakes his head.]

But your best bet's to adapt.

[dualkeys]

But I don't want to adapt! I HAVE TO DO THIS, YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!

[keybearer]

Whoa, cool it. What exactly do you have to do?

[Nope, still keeping his cool, bro.]

[dualkeys]

[ don't mind Roxas. his eyes are just going to stay fixated to the ground. ]

I have a promise to keep. She made me promise.

[keybearer]

She?

[Hmm. That's a little nonspecific, but maybe...]

If you tell me who she is, I might be able to help.

[dualkeys]

I...

I don't remember.

[ true story bro. ]

[keybearer]

...That's strange.

[Hmm.]

Do the names Naminé or Xion ring any bells?

[He'd mention Kairi, but she's not exactly around.]

[dualkeys]

[ his brows raise for a second. funny what mentioning a little name can do. like solidify memories that had already been coming back, slowly. ]

Xion. It's Xion!

[keybearer]

Well, there you go.

[He heaves a sigh, cracking a smile.]

You've already got one friend close by.