♔ day 68 ♔

[binarysky]

[The video feed clicks on to reveal some odd angles and fumbling noises, eventually revealing the face of Roxas as he figures out how to hold this thing.

Time stretches out into what would be an uncomfortably long pause in any conversation, but he doesn't say anything, just looks at the camera, a vague curiosity mixed with general blankness. There's no sign of recognition on his face.]

[ooc note: Roxas has been hit with Feels Like the First Time and believes this is his first arrival in the City—but he's got a different canon point, roundabouts day 7 of his life. Sora will be coming to claim the little zombie but otherwise he's open.]

Comments

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

I'm...not sick.

[notsobendy.livejournal.com]

Something's up. ...Going on. [Since up is so confusing.]

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

Going...on?

[notsobendy.livejournal.com]

[It's all prepositions!] Listen, never mind. Maybe you should just get some sleep or something.

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

[He's not the best conversationalist] Okay.

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Yeah, we are.

...Do you have a watch shaped like a heart with you? I got that for you.

[notsobendy.livejournal.com]

Great. Catch you later.

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

No.

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

...You don't...?

[faroffdream.livejournal.com]

Sora.

[ His own name comes easily enough, and so does the smile with it. In a way, as unsettling as Roxas this way is, it's also almost a relief at this point, the longer they spend together at least. It's as if, to Sora, someone maybe is telling him there's a chance for more than animosity, for genuine smiles, for picking up at existing while one can, apart or together. ]

Sorry, I should've mentioned that before, huh?

[ And he offers his hand, pausing in this particular corridor. ]

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

Sora.

[ He repeats the name with some care, as if it means something significant. Maybe it does, maybe it doesn't. The answer is lost to the fog that still covers his mind. ]

Sora. I'm Roxas.

[He takes the hand, not that much in need of guidance; but he can see that it is expected of him, and to follow someone else's lead is a relief. ]

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

No...

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

...Oh.

[faroffdream.livejournal.com]

[ He beams at that repetition, not entirely understanding it himself, but it feels similar to the relief that rushed through him just moments before and Sora isn't really one to look a gift horse in the mouth or however they say it. ]

It's good to meet you!

[ And it is, in a way, because it's like they haven't before, not this version at least, and that certainly means something. He shakes the other boy's hand enthusiastically--though not so enthusiastically as that one version of Mickey--and when he releases it, he tilts his head to one side, hand under chin as he considers their next direction. ]

You pick the next direction! Left or right?

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

[More silence. He'll feel bad about this later.]

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Well, that's okay. It was only a watch.

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

[ The boy is smiling, so Roxas must have done something right. Should he smile, too? He doesn't really feel like it. He doesn't feel like anything. But this...isn't bad, either. ]

Right?

[ He's picking at random now, repeating more than answering. He knows the difference, knows his right from his left, but the significance of them in relation to him is still out of reach. ]

[faroffdream.livejournal.com]

[ Sora doesn't have high expectations, really he has none in fact, which isn't to say he thinks lowly of Roxas. It's just that there's no prior basis for it and to compare this Roxas to the one he knows more ordinarily isn't fair to anyone. Sora just wants for there to be possibility available to them, and this seems to speak very much in favor of that, so he continues grinning, a soft sort of goofy smile that reaches everywhere from his eyes to his posture as he places a hand on the blond's shoulder and steers him that way. ]

Right it is.

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

[ He walks alongside Sora, still feeling adrift but with a small anchor attached this time. It's a connection, even if he doesn't know what it means. The palace is quiet and not all that bright, but it's still harsh to his senses. Existence is much harder than most people realize, and harder still for those still getting into the habit. It's hard to take much interest in their surroundings, but he walks along anyway, looking where Sora looks, walking where Sora walks. He doesn't mind the gentle hand that guides him. If he had words for it, he'd call it comforting. ]

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

All right.

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Has anybody explained this place to you?

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

No.

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Okay, lemme try...this place is the City, and it's...well, weird.

[binarysky.livejournal.com]

Why?

[manofgnee.livejournal.com]

Curses, weird inter dimensional madness...the usual.