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[dawn_is_coming]

[Level Fifteen has a training facility with adjustable gravity---just the place for Sora to work out some anger and whatever he has on his mind. The Sphere pops on and starts transmitting the inside of a sweatshirt at first, as Sora taking it off and tossing it on the Sphere was what turned it on in the first place

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[redpaperfan]

[ Thanks for the free information session, Sora. ] Feeling better?

[dawn_is_coming]

[but what would a ninja hostess who feeds people do with fighting knowledge, hmm? Sora's still fighting for breath, so he just nods]

[redpaperfan]

[ Amazing things, Sora, amazing things. Good, however, that Sora has apparently worked off whatever was steaming him up. ]

You're not going to ask for a sandwich now, are you?

[dawn_is_coming]

[he straightens, dismissing his keyblades]

Nah. But I should probably drink some water.

[dawnward]

[Riku doesn't say anything, but he watches, eyes impassive. his expression gives nothing of his thoughts away]

[dawn_is_coming]

[Sora doesn't notice him at first. He takes deep, clarifying breaths for a few seconds, transferring Ultima to his left hand so that he can wipe the sweat off his face. He dries it on his thigh, straightening and dashing to the training dummy for a second time.

He's faster.]

[dawnward]

[of course Riku notices. it might be that he notices more than before. since their first real fight, he's come to watch Sora like he'd watch an enemy; analyzing, remembering, thinking of ways around every attack and stance.

it's automatic]

[dawn_is_coming]

[the problem with Sora is that he attacks like someone dancing to a tune only they hear. It's creative and loose, constantly in motion and spontaneous flow and changing. His attacks are never the same two times in a row.

It's very like Sora, really.

He rebounds off the dummy, planting both tennis-shoe-clad feet in its chest and flipping off. He skids to a halt, finally looking up. The loose grace is suddenly gone and he chokes up, stumbling over one shoe as he blinks]

Oh---uh. Hey.

[numberonebaby]

[Never realized there was a training facility here--huh, pretty cool]

That all you got?

[dawn_is_coming]

[he snorts, wiping sweat off his face]

Not at all! I've got magic, too. I just didn't wanna destroy anything in here.

[conniving_flame]

... [while that display was impressive, Axel's a little surprised to see Sora going all-out]

Having fun?

[dawn_is_coming]

[Sora is in a mood. He jerks his head up at the sound of Axel's voice, teeth clenched]

Not really.

[conniving_flame]

Huh. [the answer doesn't surprise him]

You get any better and I might have something to worry about.

[dawn_is_coming]

I hafta get better, remember? You'd better start worrying, old man, 'cause you'll be on my side before you know it.

[marredgoldfinch]

[watches the boy move with those strange weapons, and he is quite surprised]

Your skills are impressive.

[dawn_is_coming]

[what the---is EVERYONE watching? Sora's suddenly struck with a twinge of embarrassment, but it's impossible to tell if he's blushing or not. His face is already flushed]

Uh---oh. Uh. Thanks, Asher.

[marredgoldfinch]

[the vampire gets bored easily. :| he tilted his head, quirking an eyebrow]

You're welcome. What manner of weapons are those?

[dawn_is_coming]

[holds one up closer to the Sphere---Ultima, in all its intricate glory]

Keyblades!