While Sora had been worried over Scar and that stranger getting into a serious fight, it had all been cut off when people had come around to take Scar away. After that, there had been a whole lot of hustle and bustle as they were all escorted to the music room.
There really were a lot of new patients, weren't there? Sora wasn't sure what to think of that. On one hand, meeting new people was never something he wanted to miss out on. On the other hand, that meant there were so many more people that were stuck in this place
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For a moment, Sora just stared, mouth slightly open and blue eyes wide.
He blinked once. Twice. Stared some more.
"...How do you think I could do that?" he asked eventually, maybe a tiny bit exasperated. "They don't give us anything here. All the food we get is given to us at designated mealtimes... And usually there isn't anything that would work for sandwich ingredients." He huffed and shook his head. Did Axel even know where they were? Chances were the Nobody hadn't taken the time to figure it out.
"Besides," he added, "I'm no good at it. Making sandwiches, I mean." What could he say? His mom had always done it for him back home, after all.
"And what's so hard putting something in between two pieces of bread? I never actually said what kind I wanted." For trying to look like the Keyblade Master this Sora sure was on the whiny side. And not to mention completely useless.
Oh well, he was the master of Macgyverism out of the entire Organization XIII, he'd figure out some way to go by with all of this.
"Just... make me something that looks like one and it's a deal, alright?"
Huh. Sora wasn't sure who Axel thought he was, having just arrived at this place only to start demanding sandwiches and massages. The boy wasn't sure if he wanted Axel's information that badly, but another part of him didn't know if he could simply leave the Nobody to figure the details of the place out on his own.
As he was trying to formulate some sort of response, the intercom sounded. Blinking, Sora lifted his head to stare at the wall where the loudspeaker was bolted.
"Lunchtime," he stated with a small smirk. He was hungry. Lifting his hand in a lazy wave, he noddded to Axel. "Catch you later!" he hummed, turning on his heel and heading for the door.
"Hey!" Axel voiced out loud as he watched Sora practically dive away from him with effervescence. A bit lost with this he paid no mind to the intercom as it drawled across the room, instead cupping his hands over his mouth like some kind of homemade megaphone.
"Fine! It can just be one piece of bread! Or it doesn't even have to be a sandwich! Just give me SOMETHING!"
This day was turning out longer than he would've liked.
There really were a lot of new patients, weren't there? Sora wasn't sure what to think of that. On one hand, meeting new people was never something he wanted to miss out on. On the other hand, that meant there were so many more people that were stuck in this place ( ... )
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He blinked once. Twice. Stared some more.
"...How do you think I could do that?" he asked eventually, maybe a tiny bit exasperated. "They don't give us anything here. All the food we get is given to us at designated mealtimes... And usually there isn't anything that would work for sandwich ingredients." He huffed and shook his head. Did Axel even know where they were? Chances were the Nobody hadn't taken the time to figure it out.
"Besides," he added, "I'm no good at it. Making sandwiches, I mean." What could he say? His mom had always done it for him back home, after all.
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Oh well, he was the master of Macgyverism out of the entire Organization XIII, he'd figure out some way to go by with all of this.
"Just... make me something that looks like one and it's a deal, alright?"
Axel thought twice.
"Or you can give me a massage. Your choice."
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As he was trying to formulate some sort of response, the intercom sounded. Blinking, Sora lifted his head to stare at the wall where the loudspeaker was bolted.
"Lunchtime," he stated with a small smirk. He was hungry. Lifting his hand in a lazy wave, he noddded to Axel. "Catch you later!" he hummed, turning on his heel and heading for the door.
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"Hey!" Axel voiced out loud as he watched Sora practically dive away from him with effervescence. A bit lost with this he paid no mind to the intercom as it drawled across the room, instead cupping his hands over his mouth like some kind of homemade megaphone.
"Fine! It can just be one piece of bread! Or it doesn't even have to be a sandwich! Just give me SOMETHING!"
This day was turning out longer than he would've liked.
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