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Nov 17, 2010 03:34

Characters: memoryreprieved & YOU~
Setting: The arcade (outside of it) ; The park
Time: Late Afternoon; Night
Summary: It was one thing to accept things as they were. But another to move forward knowing that everything from then on might amount to something inevitably fatal to her host. Appalled by this thought, Xion, well. Angsts for the greater good? And gets a ( Read more... )

xion, roxas

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Introductory tl;dr - My biggest yet! Pt 1 notquiteanobody November 18 2010, 09:47:51 UTC

"Christ Lucen!"

The voice caught him off-guard as he stopped playing rather abruptly. He turned to shoot a questioning half-glare at the girl on drums while the guy on bass merely took the moment to prop himself up against the wall. If anyone had been listening to the afternoon jam session for Trinity Soul today, it would have been painfully obvious that their guitarist was clearly not feeling himself.

"What?" Roxas' tone was harsh, aggravated and clearly reflected the generally combative mood that he was in. His eyes narrowed at his 'friend', the girl on drums by the name of Challo.

Off to the side, the bassist shook his head before he chimed up in preemptive defense, "Lucen, calm down. Have you heard how you've been playing today?" The other boy, a friend whose name was Quentin shook his head a little in mild disappointment, "Your notes frankly sound really pissed off -like you're trying to play death metal instead of rock ( ... )

Introductory tl;dr - My biggest yet! Pt 2 notquiteanobody November 18 2010, 09:48:22 UTC

Once the two were alone, Challo sat down again and put an arm around Roxas' shoulder, "Lucen... this isn't like you ( ... )

Fucking A, man. That was both brilliant and sfoudhfosduhfsWHATISTHISTL;DR memoryreprieved November 18 2010, 10:22:10 UTC

Xion was honestly too caught up in her thoughts to even realize his approach. Her mind was at the moment a tide of them, lapping in and out gently at first. But then each time, pooling further along. The waves of thoughts growing more rapid and uneasy. What would she do now? Would she just... quit and continue to live out the rest of Anne's life? Or was there an alternate way to remove herself from Anne's body at least? Or would she really have to hunt the shards down to every last one with the others and hope they wouldn't destroy her and therefor Anne in the process ( ... )

Every once in a great while when the planets are in alignment, I can actually write well notquiteanobody November 19 2010, 09:31:55 UTC

As he drew closer, the debated with himself on what he should say; what he would do. Honestly, he still had no idea what was going on between them. Unsure if he should trust the strange dreams as memory or if he should just assume that once more, someone had been having a good time rewriting the only things that he could honestly say defined him as himself ( ... )

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