A log...!
Who: Namine, Harry, Repliku
What: Waking and finding devices or whatever else that happens.
When: Now, today, in the not so distant future.
Where: Some random city that no one seems to know~
Rating: G ( for now...I doubt that will change, though. )
Namine walked around the city, looking for a sign of someone she knew.
Harry frowned, this wasn't London. Seemed far from it. He scratched the back of his head while he looked around.
Namine noticed the boy and stopped, studying him a bit. She started to walk toward him slowly.
Frowning, Harry looked to the side after noticing a head of pale blonde hair. A girl.
Namine cleared her throat and opened her mouth to speak. "Um, excuse me, but do you know where we are?"
Smiling weakly, Harry raised a hand to start attempting to fix his hair before catching himself and remembering that it would be useless. "Ah... well." He looked around. "No... I'm afraid not."
A few yards away, Repliku was just barely awake, his head spinning as if he had been strapped tightly into a roller coaster going at mac seven. Opening his aquamarine eyes, he came to realize that he was no longer within the pearly walls of Castle Oblivion. Rather, he was out in a desolate street, no cars in sight. At this, he merely groaned before shifting to his feet.
Namine heard a small noise and turned in Repliku's direction. "Riku?" she called out to him, making sure it really was him.
Harry tilted his head, looking to the side to follow the girl's line of vision, staying mostly quiet.
At the sound of the all too familiar voice, Repliku's eyes widened. He knew well that such a resonance could belong to only one being: Naminé. At this, his once irate expression shifted to a weak smirk as he stepped forward, following the sound of her voice. "Naminé?" he responded to her call.
A wide smile broke out across Namine's face. "Riku!" she started walking toward him, happy that at least one person she knew was here.
"What're you doing here, Naminé?" replied the silver haired replica, still beaming with pleasure. "What about Marluxia?"
"Hm... I'm not too sure." she tensed slightly at the sound of Marluxia's name. "Sora got rid of him."
At the mention of Sora defeating that flower loving pest, the replica merely sighed. He knew well that Sora had it in him. There was no doubt in that. It's just, the Keybearer wasn't really his friend. All of the memories of his were mere figments of his mind. Still, shrugging off that thought, he sighed, "So, this guy bothering you?" his gaze shifting towards Harry in suspicion.
Harry raised a brow, only noticing now that he was staring. He took that moment to turn away.
Namine shook her head. "No, he's not," she replied, smiling.
Shrugging his shoulders, the silver haired clone returned his attention to Naminé, still looking rather puzzled, to say the least. All the same, a change of subject was in order, thus, he said, "So, are you ok, Nam? You had me worried sick, back at the castle, the way Marluxia tried to use you as a human shield..."
Harry slowly glanced back, comparing a few of the physical attributes of the two people with one of his classmates. The resemblence making him frown faintly.
Namine nodded hesitantly. "Yes, I'm fine. I'm just glad he's gone." she gave a small smile, and noticed Harry's small frown. "What is it?" \
Harry blinked, head instantly jerking away from those thoughts, forcing a smile. "Oh... it's nothing. I was just thinking."
"So," Repliku intruded, tilting his head to the side, "who are you anyway?"
Harry glanced to the other boy, his smile fading faintly. "I'm Harry... Harry Potter."
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This will be continued when we are all online again~
What: Waking and finding devices or whatever else that happens.
When: Now, today, in the not so distant future.
Where: Some random city that no one seems to know~
Rating: G ( for now...I doubt that will change, though. )
Namine walked around the city, looking for a sign of someone she knew.
Harry frowned, this wasn't London. Seemed far from it. He scratched the back of his head while he looked around.
Namine noticed the boy and stopped, studying him a bit. She started to walk toward him slowly.
Frowning, Harry looked to the side after noticing a head of pale blonde hair. A girl.
Namine cleared her throat and opened her mouth to speak. "Um, excuse me, but do you know where we are?"
Smiling weakly, Harry raised a hand to start attempting to fix his hair before catching himself and remembering that it would be useless. "Ah... well." He looked around. "No... I'm afraid not."
A few yards away, Repliku was just barely awake, his head spinning as if he had been strapped tightly into a roller coaster going at mac seven. Opening his aquamarine eyes, he came to realize that he was no longer within the pearly walls of Castle Oblivion. Rather, he was out in a desolate street, no cars in sight. At this, he merely groaned before shifting to his feet.
Namine heard a small noise and turned in Repliku's direction. "Riku?" she called out to him, making sure it really was him.
Harry tilted his head, looking to the side to follow the girl's line of vision, staying mostly quiet.
At the sound of the all too familiar voice, Repliku's eyes widened. He knew well that such a resonance could belong to only one being: Naminé. At this, his once irate expression shifted to a weak smirk as he stepped forward, following the sound of her voice. "Naminé?" he responded to her call.
A wide smile broke out across Namine's face. "Riku!" she started walking toward him, happy that at least one person she knew was here.
"What're you doing here, Naminé?" replied the silver haired replica, still beaming with pleasure. "What about Marluxia?"
"Hm... I'm not too sure." she tensed slightly at the sound of Marluxia's name. "Sora got rid of him."
At the mention of Sora defeating that flower loving pest, the replica merely sighed. He knew well that Sora had it in him. There was no doubt in that. It's just, the Keybearer wasn't really his friend. All of the memories of his were mere figments of his mind. Still, shrugging off that thought, he sighed, "So, this guy bothering you?" his gaze shifting towards Harry in suspicion.
Harry raised a brow, only noticing now that he was staring. He took that moment to turn away.
Namine shook her head. "No, he's not," she replied, smiling.
Shrugging his shoulders, the silver haired clone returned his attention to Naminé, still looking rather puzzled, to say the least. All the same, a change of subject was in order, thus, he said, "So, are you ok, Nam? You had me worried sick, back at the castle, the way Marluxia tried to use you as a human shield..."
Harry slowly glanced back, comparing a few of the physical attributes of the two people with one of his classmates. The resemblence making him frown faintly.
Namine nodded hesitantly. "Yes, I'm fine. I'm just glad he's gone." she gave a small smile, and noticed Harry's small frown. "What is it?" \
Harry blinked, head instantly jerking away from those thoughts, forcing a smile. "Oh... it's nothing. I was just thinking."
"So," Repliku intruded, tilting his head to the side, "who are you anyway?"
Harry glanced to the other boy, his smile fading faintly. "I'm Harry... Harry Potter."
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This will be continued when we are all online again~