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revenance_rpg2013-05-24 08:31 pm
seasaltkeys) wrote in revenance_rpg2013-05-24 08:31 pm
Entry tags:
Every Time you Close Your Eyes
Characters: Roxas and Emizel
Content: Roxas faces the mansion
Location: Twilight Town, The mansion
Time: Afternoon
Warning: Potential existential crisis.
Roxas stared at the crack in the wall. Stood and stared for a long time.
Beyond that crack was the Mansion, the place where everything started, and ended he supposed. In other words, his destination. He'd avoided it for a long time. It brought memories, ones that he'd rather just leave behind and not face. The whole ordeal, those seven days in Twilight Town, was still a fresh wound, and extremely present at that.
Who could blame him? His life was on the line, and even though people had assured him that he wouldn't disappear, Roxas couldn't be sure. It had happened before, after all. And with Sora in such close proximity, who knew when his time was going to run out? There was a part of him that wanted to run away right now, and just ignore it. He'd get Bolin back here to seal it up and they'd never had to speak of it again.
Instead he went through. The logical part of his brain was speaking now, the part that said that if he wanted to get stronger, he'd have to face the mansion and the memories it held. And he had to get stronger. He had to get back at whatever had hit him on the Mother of Invention. He had to prove that he was allowed to exist. To himself, if not to anyone else.
He paused at the gate, sending a quick message to Emizel. He wasn't going to do this alone, and he would have to trust that Emizel wouldn't let him disappear.
Content: Roxas faces the mansion
Location: Twilight Town, The mansion
Time: Afternoon
Warning: Potential existential crisis.
Roxas stared at the crack in the wall. Stood and stared for a long time.
Beyond that crack was the Mansion, the place where everything started, and ended he supposed. In other words, his destination. He'd avoided it for a long time. It brought memories, ones that he'd rather just leave behind and not face. The whole ordeal, those seven days in Twilight Town, was still a fresh wound, and extremely present at that.
Who could blame him? His life was on the line, and even though people had assured him that he wouldn't disappear, Roxas couldn't be sure. It had happened before, after all. And with Sora in such close proximity, who knew when his time was going to run out? There was a part of him that wanted to run away right now, and just ignore it. He'd get Bolin back here to seal it up and they'd never had to speak of it again.
Instead he went through. The logical part of his brain was speaking now, the part that said that if he wanted to get stronger, he'd have to face the mansion and the memories it held. And he had to get stronger. He had to get back at whatever had hit him on the Mother of Invention. He had to prove that he was allowed to exist. To himself, if not to anyone else.
He paused at the gate, sending a quick message to Emizel. He wasn't going to do this alone, and he would have to trust that Emizel wouldn't let him disappear.
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It's not desirable to say the least. But he figures he has time here, and he can use that to figure out a different plan, maybe.
"But it's enough to know I won't disappear now."
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"... But sooner or later.."
None of them could stay here forever.
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And who knew when that would be. But he was still here, and as far as he knew he wouldn't be leaving anytime soon. That was a grounding thought, and one he'd have to focus on.
"But I'm here now. I guess that counts for something."
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"...We should probably go," finally Emizel spoke up. This trip seemed like it was about done. "Unless there's something else you want to check."
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As much as he had resolved his issues about it, Roxas still wasn't very fond the mansion, and didn't really plan to stick around. Or visit it again.
"Thanks. For coming with me."
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"...Yeah, no problem," maybe if he didn't make it sound like it was an awkward thing it wouldn't be an awkward thing.