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[He knows it's time. He can barely breathe, and his body's covered in dark marks beneath his shirt. And he's done nothing more than resign himself to his fate now. Riqis, Namine, Xion, Ven... It's his turn ( Read more... ) -
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He's...
Castiel's dead. He's being taken to the clinic, but we'll have to wait on him. He was the reason for the burst of light.
Zexion, where do you want to meet?
[He sounds like he wants to say something else, but the line quickly cuts.] -
voice;
I guess we're just in one of those cycles of losing people again. A lot of people. It's been almost a year since we last lost so many... [A soft, sardonic laugh.]
I don't know what to think anymore. Axel left, then Sheik and the others, then Elena and Prince-
And now Axel's gone again too.
A long time ago, I was the one who kept leaving and ( Read more... ) -
voice;
[The post rolls for several moments with barely a sound coming from the room. Finally, there's a quiet, muffled groan, and the shift of bed springs can be heard. There's an even longer stretch of silence before Roxas' voice, sleepy, can be heard.]
...Riqis, why are you in my bed?
It's my bed, Roxas. ...And how long have you been awake? [Another ( Read more... ) -
voice;
[There's silence for several moments, before a soft sigh and then a forced, quiet laugh.]
You guys can keep those candies. I'll settle for ice cream. It's not the same, but it's close enough.
But isn't it a little early for Valentine's Day? Wasn't it on the fourteenth last year?
[There's an intake of breath, like he's going to say something else ( Read more... ) -
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[The picture is slow to focus, first on endless green grass and then on one big, black, glassy eye staring down into the communicator. Large jaws are cut off by the edges of the screen, but splatters of blood accompany the image, dripping from the yellowed bared teeth ( Read more... ) -
voice;
Those... Those keys she had on her. Discordia. Those keys were for the Door. I don't know how she got them, but I have them, they've got all of our names-
[He sounds like a babbling idiot, and so he just sighs.]
If you want your key, come get it. I'll be at the fountain.
