( private ; almost unhackable )

[automatic voice mode ]

[the click of a few keys. when this doesn't work, there's a sharp sigh. then, in a mutter--]

Great.

[funny how it sounds a little higher than usual. there's some static as Roxas notices and fumbles for the switch.]

[ text mode: activated ]
Forget what I said the other day, Kaoru. I'll see you tomorrow. Or whenever this is over.

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Do fortunetellers ever get stuff right?

Really vague fortunes don't count. Then you're just guessing.

( filtered to Naminé )

( private | unhackable )

One paper down, two to go.

I don't get it. A poem's a poem. You can't understand it because you'll never know what the poet was thinking. Great. So what are you supposed to say?

I still have to study for history and algebra, too. What a mess.

( private // unhackable )

( not cut ICly )

It's called Twilight Town.

There's not a lot to say. The first thing I remember's showing up there when Sora-- [rest is broken up by the communicator being mysteriously and unceremoniously dropped. Eventually, his voice comes clear again.]

... guess it's kind of a quiet world. It hasn't been taken by the darkness, but it's not in the light either. ( Read more... )

[Someone does not look best pleased. He's also sitting on the middle of his bed with his hands carefully far away from the network device. Somewhere over his shoulder, the wall looked slightly cracked.]

If people are switching powers today, that means that someone out there's got my Keyblades. I want them back.

How's this supposed to work, anyway? ( Read more... )