One year.

I've been in this castle for a year today, if you don't count when...went home. Or maybe just dreamed it. That part seems pretty far away now.

It's been all right. I don't know if I can think of this as home; I'm not sure I really have one. But it's been nice, being here. Getting to know people.

I think I'm glad I came here.

[Roxas is ( Read more... )

I'm going to see you again...right?

Even if I'm just part of him. And even if I don't recognize you.

We'll still be best friends all the same.

You know, this sailing thing really isn't what I expected to do this week...but it's almost...kind of exciting, isn't it? Exciting.

It's a nice way to get my mind off things, anyway. I've never been on a ship before.

I thought maybe there would be fairies, though ( Read more... )

[There's the sound of ambient outside noise coming from the journal this evening. Some birdsong, even. It's very peaceful.]

This one's not right either.

It's not that bad. It's facing the right way and everything.

It's not high enough. You can't see hardly anything from here.

That's not true. Look, you can see that ... roof.

One roof.

It's a ( Read more... )

[It's pretty quiet in the clinic room where Roxas has lain asleep for the past week or so. Some shuffling from Sora, who's sitting around waiting for his braintwin to wake up, and the soft sound of breathing for those with exceptionally good ears. There's no reason for anyone to even be listening in, but someone's journal happens to be sitting open ( Read more... )

[There's some shuffling noise as Roxas flips through the pages of his journal; he's reading while walking, with the journal in one hand and a bar of ice cream in the the other.]So I was thinking-now that it's spring, it's nice enough to skateboard all the time, but it's mostly just me and Sora who use the halfpipe. Maybe we could have some kind of ( Read more... )

[He'll be in his room just chilling quietly should anyone get the urge to knock, but at some point late in the morning, Roxas pulls out his journal and scribbles a note.]

( Riku )

[At some point in the afternoon, doodles appear on a page of the journal, drawn by a distracted hand. Ice cream bars, skateboards, a clock tower...nothing very special, or skilled. They're identifiable, but that's about it ( Read more... )

[There's a short kid hanging out in the lobby, flipping through his journal and looking a little introspective. It's just one of those days.]

I've been wondering lately...there's a lot of people here, so...have any of you ever been in a situation where you know there's some stuff you don't know, about yourself or people you know, and you think ( Read more... )

Ugh. I'm sick of just sitting around. There's got to be something for a tiny person to do here, right?

[MOUSEBOY ON THE LOOSE. He'll be exploring the castle from a very tiny perspective today, opening dark corridors to take him where he feels like going, so feel free to spot a very tiny young Nobody anywhere in and around the castle today.]