[ the feed cuts on in the middle of Sora's room. he looks satisfied with the scrapbook in hand, pushing off clippings of photos over into a wastebasket next to his bed. ]
Finally finished! For now, anyway. [ he turns the feed onto the pages of his
scrapbook, turning the pages. compared to when Axel had it, it's more well-rounded with pictures and there's pictures of the landscape of Promenade rather than just people. there's groups of friends he knows and people that hang out together, and various pictures of some functions, not counting the five days in darkness. ] I've got everyone I've met, I think!
And--here's the map I made. [ he'd showed it to Riku before, but he's finished it now. everything is outlined carefully in marker and pen, places, stores, roads and Places of Solaces marked of those he knows. he might not be the best artist, but everything looks generally to scale. ] I dunno if anyone'd like a look at it, but I can sure send you some pictures, or you can come look at it yourself.
[ he has a lot to say in this broadcast, it seems, as he turns the camera back onto him, and, in the same vein, his mirror. behind him, there's just a starry sky, from what the viewer can see. ]
Oh, and something weird started to happen yesterday. [ he looks over his shoulder at the mirror, bringing the PORTAL along with him. ] I think my mirror's replaying everything that's happened since it was black, before.
[ he turns his back to it again as he addresses the viewers. ] Has anyone's mirror ever done that before? I sure haven't heard of it.
[ he shakes his head and starts to flick through his scrapbook, only to yelp and pull away sharply.
papercut. unfair, paper, unfair. ]
--wait... [ ??? ] I can feel again! [ and there goes his beaming grin as he races up, forgetting the PORTAL for the time being.
let's see about a little flying. meanwhile, his mirror shows
a scene... ]