Characters:
astered and
hometrailSetting/Location: Riviere (Haw, haw! Oui, oui!), Cherry Tree
Date & Time: Day 53, just as the sun is considering its setting.
Warnings: Effects will take their toll on the poor boy.
Summary: "Roses Are Red, Violets Are.... Violet, Actually," and a glimpse of Robin's sensitive side.
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[Have this ball of energy bouncing towards you. Singing; he hasn't done that yet and we can all be very grateful. Still, this guy looks just like-]
You're an actor, right? I like your costume!
[He had a great voice. Not to mention, his costume really was cool. Sora had attempted to make a costume before, something heroic for a keyblade master, but towels apparently made horrendous capes.]
You know where we are, right?
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[Robin scoffed at the suggestion, but wasn't offended.]
Yeah, well this "costume" is the only thing between me and the next deadly gunshot. I'm what you call a "vigilante."
[He stroked his chin. A tiny bird flew out of his hair, perhaps having forgotten that the musical number was over. Robin tried to ignore it.]
Actually, that's a mystery I have yet to solve. You must be just as clueless, huh?
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[Poor Robin! And that little description; he sounded a lot like Riku! Ansem had a type; who knew? He stays quiet and lets Robin finish speaking, nodding distractedly every now and again; much more vigorously at the last question. He was lost, yes; but that was nothing new. People being possessed wasn't either- he could fix this!]
Yeah, but- we should fix you first!
[It's a good thing that bird moved, because there's a giant metal key being slammed down in the general position it was previously occupying. Demon begone!]
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Hold it, man, hold it! No way in hell are you a licensed physician, because they don't bludgeon diseases to cure them!
[Robin had flinched, instinctually drawing a retractable eskrima stick from his utility belt. Noticing Cloud's quick intervention, though, he withdrew it and knuckle-bumped the chap wherever a bumpable knuckle was found.]
Dude, Cloud, nice save. There's promise in you yet, old chum.
[Back to Sora, who he points at accusingly. When he spoke to Cloud, the shock still struggled to escape his manner of speech. It did now.]
Now as for you, watch where you're swinging that... giant... key. Okay, now I've seen everything, and that coming from me should be alarming.
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Cloud! [Nevermind that you just stopped him from saving this poor boy's soul, right now Sora's got the face of honest joy and recognition...and a small amount of bashfulness. He wasn't going to hurt him, really.]
It worked on Riku! I think. He disappeared...
But- Cloud. Did you find your light?
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Seems you boys are in a bit of trouble.
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[Does a body count.]
Heh, the only thing that can complete this picture is a yellow brick road! Off to see the wizard too, stranger?
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You don't remember me? B-but... [He's at an utter loss for what to say. This is a friend, so his entire focus in centered on this somewhat crisis.]
Your light. Don't lose sight of it. That's what you said. You don't remember at all?
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Can't say I'm hunting down a wizard... but you lot look as out of place here as I do.
Perhaps any of you have any idea as to what's going on in this place?
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