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towerofanimus2011-12-30 12:11 am
lamentless) wrote in towerofanimus2011-12-30 12:11 am
Entry tags:
all my anger, all my frustration, all my keysmashings
Characters: Roxas and anyone else
Setting: Floor three, the library
Format: Starting prose, sticking with anything!
Summary: Roxas just watched the network, and is Not Pleased At All.
Warnings: Those who love computers may want to look away.
It seemed like a long time ago since Roxas had done much of anything. He'd been cautious about making sure to eat and sleep properly, well aware of the effects that could have on his mortality by now- but he had wandered around in a fog, not being attentive ever since returning from...wherever he'd been. He didn't...want to think about it, the subject just made his head hurt.
Even still, he did his rounds in the library like always, and at least made a good show of straightening the books and keeping an eye out for anything out of place on the Network. It had been mostly quiet, and he kept his nose out of most things...until the latest video.
The kid, he recognized him. And it hit Roxas a bit too late why, well after the video had run it's course. It felt like he'd jolted awake.
"Wait..."
He stood at the computer terminal for several moments, the pit of his stomach turning. Something was going to go wrong again, wasn't it? Just like last time. He'd been in a fog the past month, that group thing, the ghosts, his mental world, and now this-
His frustration finally over-boiled, and without even realizing what he was doing, Kingdom Key had been jammed deep down in to the console. He yanked hard, taking a good chunk of broken bits with him. It took a couple moments for him to realize he was panting, but it didn't matter- he simply staggered to the next console over, and swung at it's screen.
He was. So done. With this bullshit.
Setting: Floor three, the library
Format: Starting prose, sticking with anything!
Summary: Roxas just watched the network, and is Not Pleased At All.
Warnings: Those who love computers may want to look away.
It seemed like a long time ago since Roxas had done much of anything. He'd been cautious about making sure to eat and sleep properly, well aware of the effects that could have on his mortality by now- but he had wandered around in a fog, not being attentive ever since returning from...wherever he'd been. He didn't...want to think about it, the subject just made his head hurt.
Even still, he did his rounds in the library like always, and at least made a good show of straightening the books and keeping an eye out for anything out of place on the Network. It had been mostly quiet, and he kept his nose out of most things...until the latest video.
The kid, he recognized him. And it hit Roxas a bit too late why, well after the video had run it's course. It felt like he'd jolted awake.
"Wait..."
He stood at the computer terminal for several moments, the pit of his stomach turning. Something was going to go wrong again, wasn't it? Just like last time. He'd been in a fog the past month, that group thing, the ghosts, his mental world, and now this-
His frustration finally over-boiled, and without even realizing what he was doing, Kingdom Key had been jammed deep down in to the console. He yanked hard, taking a good chunk of broken bits with him. It took a couple moments for him to realize he was panting, but it didn't matter- he simply staggered to the next console over, and swung at it's screen.
He was. So done. With this bullshit.
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