Who: Sora and Roxas
What: Meeting up, being very confused at why they are separate.
When: Last night after
this conversationWhere: Room 319
Rating: Most likely PG - I'll change the rating if it does otherwise
Sora walked up the flight of stairs slowly, trying to comprehend everything that was going on as he walked. He was in a new world, something he had done numerous times. But there were no heartless to speak of, the place seemed completely unthreatened by them.
Well, except for Ansem. The fact that he was here made Sora uneasy. Something was up, he just didn't know what. But he would make sure to get the bottom of it, that was what he did. He saved worlds. Over and over again.
Except this time it seemed more complicated than usual. He wasn't a fan of complications, he liked the clear and cut answers. On top of all that, he couldn't seem to remember anyone who seemed to know him. He couldn't remember anything about Roxas, his Nobody. Or about the people he traveled with during his years as the keyblade master.
He reached the top of the stairs and sighed. If only he could remember things more clearly, maybe he could figure something out. Maybe he would remember something that someone said that would explain everything. Why he wasn't with his Nobody, why he wasn't home anymore. And why he couldn't remember anyone.
Well first thing first, he told himself. Find Roxas. Maybe they would rejoin, he didn't see why they were separated in teh firs place. he vaguely remembered someone once saying that with Roxas around, Sora wouldn't be able to wake up. Yet here he was now, wide awake. It didn't make any sense.
Of course, what did make sense in this place?