[Living in Circles || Sora and Journalku]

Feb 17, 2011 23:32

Who: thricebeatheart and corruptabledata
Where: Inside the computer at Disney Castle
When: AU setting duh .w.
Warnings: Adding them as they come! \o/

It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep- cause everything is never as it seems... )

daine, twi, [canon] kingdom hearts, prose

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encryptedpages February 17 2011, 12:47:53 UTC
Which wasn't his fault this time, honest. Okay, maybe a little... not. Sora -- the real one, not the one who existed within the journal's pages -- just magically found the correct combination of keys to transport him in here by sheer dumb luck.

It might be fake, but it's his world; the one he was supposed to protect and safeguard from corruption. However, that didn't stop a few bugs from appearing every now and then.

"Do you want to know?"

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thricebeatheart February 17 2011, 12:52:41 UTC
His first reaction is shock, of course. When someone comments idly out of nowhere- or at least no where to him, it's never a good sign. So Sora leaps up, looking around wildly till his eyes land on the cloaked figure...and that's bad sign number two. He's never had much luck with cloaked figures. They have a habit of possessing his friends; or trying to kill him.

"Of course I do." Sora's answer is slow, a bit hesitant. In not so subtle fasion, he's trying to get a peek under that hood.

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encryptedpages February 17 2011, 13:02:23 UTC
Of course he would be; it's a natural reaction, after all. He continued to gauge the real Sora's reactions, chuckling faintly to himself. So was he already seen as a threat? Well, hopefully he wouldn't have to resort to a few things, but...

Keep trying to look if you want; he's data. The only thing under that hood is black until he lets his face be revealed or it's programmed to do so on the outside. "Well, I can't tell you about the outside world... but I can show you one thing."

Now to see if he'd take the chance.

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thricebeatheart February 17 2011, 13:07:09 UTC
His face is both curious, and distrusting. Normally he'd be fine, but...somehow, that coat just sets him off in a way he doesn't really understand himself. He's come a long way...and learning not to take people as face value was just one of the lessons he'd simply had to learn to survive.

He wouldn't think about who had really taught him that lesson.

"Show me. Please." The last is added without a second thought; more nature than anything else. But he's watching carefully, head tilted to the side as he waits to see...worries about what to do if he gets just a little too close.

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