Day 2 - Action
[The man who was calling himself Roxas's father (though he was certain it was one of those drones he had heard about) had stated today that the restaurant had called and was wondering why he hadn't come in to work for the last few days. Despite his many protests, his drone father had refused to listen and had threatened him out of that house until he went to his job.
He didn't know of a safe place he could stay in this strange town, so he was now racing through the streets, desperately searching for anything that resembled this "restaurant" the man had spoken of. Normally he wasn't this bad at finding things, but everything in this world looked the same and it was all so strange to him.
Quite suddenly, however, he stops in his tracks, dropping to his knees and clutching one hand over his chest. Something in there was pounding like it was trying to burst out. He had never felt anything like this before.
Still out of breath, he struggles to speak.]
What... What is this...?
He didn't know of a safe place he could stay in this strange town, so he was now racing through the streets, desperately searching for anything that resembled this "restaurant" the man had spoken of. Normally he wasn't this bad at finding things, but everything in this world looked the same and it was all so strange to him.
Quite suddenly, however, he stops in his tracks, dropping to his knees and clutching one hand over his chest. Something in there was pounding like it was trying to burst out. He had never felt anything like this before.
Still out of breath, he struggles to speak.]
What... What is this...?