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[schemingwords]

Demyx. Listen to Harry and get out of that auditorium. Do not make me say it twice.

This is for your own safety, as well as for your friends.

Harry, give me some time. Don't shoot him.

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[quirky_sitar]

Zex, they're taking everything away from me. I gotta stand for something. Music's at the center of my heart. Billy saw this auditorium the first time and his eyes went all wide n' wondery.

[schemingwords]

The music is only yours if you have a HEAD on your shoulders to sing with it.

[quirky_sitar]

Please. I've never wanted to fight so bad for anything before.

[schemingwords]

You will lose your face.

[quirky_sitar]

Sweet One'll put it back. She did for Larxene!

[schemingwords]

You chance fate. Perhaps she is too stressed and angry to put you back together.

[quirky_sitar]

She likes me. I'm her favorite.

[schemingwords]

And now with Lolita taking up her schedule, she has no time for you.

Will the others bring you back with such kindness?

[quirky_sitar]

Zexion...I....Okay....okay, this was a real bad idea, how we did it, but we can't give up now! They'll never ever let us have it back!

[schemingwords]

We have enough chaos in this damned city. We don't need anymore of it from people who could not even settle for another room.

You will make Yorda cry when he shoots you.

[quirky_sitar]

He doesn't have to shoot me! Talk him out of it, Zexion, please!

[schemingwords]

He's already headed to the auditorium. He informed me to stay out of his way.

[quirky_sitar]

Ohman, I'm really gonna die.

[schemingwords]

Come home. Now.

[quirky_sitar]

This is my home now! We put all the supplies in our old rooms!

[schemingwords]

Come to Marshall, Demyx.

You have ten minutes before he gets there.