[Closed LOG]:
Who: Aya dragonaya & Roxas key_destination
When: Late night, early morning
Where: Aya's boat; the dojo
What: Roxas practicing to take his mind off things
Unrest had led him out of the sub as the tension in his shoulders and mind made him increasingly anxious. He didn't want the familiar background of the Heartless Island which was odd since he usually took out his frustration on the Heartless. Instead, he was in the dojo practicing.
There was something about a wooden sword that Roxas didn't quite understand. Maybe he was just too used to the grip of the Keyblade, how it slices through the air exactly how he wants. How it almost always feels like it's a part of him when he isn't paying close attention. But the wooden sword in his hand does nothing except for that odd touch of nostalgia that lingers for the briefest of moments as he practices each strike and slash.
When: Late night, early morning
Where: Aya's boat; the dojo
What: Roxas practicing to take his mind off things
Unrest had led him out of the sub as the tension in his shoulders and mind made him increasingly anxious. He didn't want the familiar background of the Heartless Island which was odd since he usually took out his frustration on the Heartless. Instead, he was in the dojo practicing.
There was something about a wooden sword that Roxas didn't quite understand. Maybe he was just too used to the grip of the Keyblade, how it slices through the air exactly how he wants. How it almost always feels like it's a part of him when he isn't paying close attention. But the wooden sword in his hand does nothing except for that odd touch of nostalgia that lingers for the briefest of moments as he practices each strike and slash.