Day 01 - Fish Out Of Water

[notquiteanobody]

Characters: AU!Roxas, AU!Xion and YOU(Yes, you)!
When: Early to Mid-morning
Where: Starting in what's now an abandoned subway station
Rating: G to PG-ish? No swearing, but mild horror undertones.
Summary: Guess what Nesreca people. You've got some fresh meat.

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[notquiteanobody]

Roxas waits for a moment, studying her expression he found himself modestly surprised that she agreed. Not that he had any intention of backing down, but it was almost welcome to have her accept his notion so easily. That acceptance was something he just responds to at first with just a tempered smile -his determination mixed with the ideas of vigilance that he'd learned from her.

When her hand gripped his, he paused a moment. "Let's just change this real quick..."

He shifted their grip so his hand rested over the back of hers, his fingers loosely intertwining in hopes that somehow the gesture made it all work better. Besides, he figured that if she was casting, her palm would need to be clear to provide a 'firing point' of sorts to release the spell from.

Taking some comfort in that contact, he doesn't say anything further for a moment, letting his breathing come in slow and measured breaths as he went through his trained motions to draw power for their spell.

"I should have enough power in another second or two. You can start your part of things whenever you're ready."

[seasaltblues]

For a moment, Xion just stood there. Caught between uncertainty and an underlying sick feeling. Working with Roxas as she was. While to him, the link was useful, to her... She knew its true nature. Knew why and that was what made her... slightly relieved when she gained those few precious extra seconds where he was readjusting his hold on her hand. It made her blink and then a meek, sheepish smile rose to the surface of her features. Brief but still there.

But then her attention was back on the task at hand. Listening to him, how he settled. And then... Then she felt something. Like she was starting to channel her own strength, but the thing was she hadn't even been concentrating on it even a second ago. And then realization hit her right then and she wanted to pull away. But instead her hand tightened around his fingers roughly as if to anchor herself. Just this once. Just this once. And with that thought, she narrowed in on the situation at hand, hand flexing before a fire spell, noticeably stronger than any of the ones she had cast before, tore from her palm and nailed the door. The force of it caused it to fling forward, whatever had been blocking it rolling back from the explosion that crashed the moment the spell had impacted.

Xion kept her hand tightly bound to his a moment longer, too caught up staring at their work to mind the taxing handle on his fingers.

[notquiteanobody]

The resulting conflagration was admittedly more impressive than he'd expected. Maybe his original guess that they were at less than half-power was wrong -perhaps the capability was unchanged, just something about their new environment kept them from focusing the spell right. It was all a bunch of random guess work. Truth be told, he honestly had just the bare minimum understanding of their magic so that he could get it to work. The rest of all this was largely educated guesses combined with stuff read in comic books and background stories to some of the video games he used to play.

Either way, the result and the fact that the blast didn't set the building on fire was something he took as a positive note, allowing himself to grin at what he looked at as their momentary victory.

The tight grip Xion had on his fingers didn't escape his attention, Roxas offering her a reassuring smile, "Not bad, huh? Must've been one of the reasons why we were such a good team back then."

[seasaltblues]

It wasn't until he spoke up that she seemed to snap out of whatever trance she was in. And to that end, she nearly jumped at first, the heart that resided in her feeling like it was beating in her throat. She felt as if she were swallowing it back down as her eyes met his finally. A halfhearted smile found itself echoing his own, bittersweet. But it was soon forgotten as she realized how tightly she was holding onto him and relented with a murmured apology.

Turning towards the now open frame where the door once stood, she started in first. Quiet... but then off hand. As if what he had mentioned had been not even a second ago even while she had let almost a minute's time pass.

"...We really were. A good team back then, that is. But I don't think I could see us that way just because of that." That link...

[notquiteanobody]

He gives a dismissive shrug, he'd been trying to lighten the mood. Admittedly, it was an almost frustrating role that always seemed to fall on him. Even from the pieces of memory that he'd recovered, she always seemed so pensive back then. But then, that notion was hardly news to him; it'd occurred to him back in Haven as well and he was pretty sure he'd called her on it. But it didn't matter right now; there was much work to be done and they'd need some supplies in a short order.

Still, while she'd been lost in thought, he'd taken the liberty of recovering his belongings and advancing into the newly cleared area. While the effort had been impressive, he didn't see anything that was immediately useful. But he at least was consoled by the notion that if they needed some of their more potent magic to aid them, a cooperative effort like that had a good yield.

"It's not just because of that. I just figured that it was part of it, that's all."