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[onlytwilight]

[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

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[comment log]

[noheart]

[It was time. Time for all those things best described as inevitable to pass. Xemnas had waited in seclusion as hours had turned to days and weeks. He had perused the library at odd hours and responded to Post-it note messages relayed by Dusks. He had watched and listened. He had slept. And when Roxas had posted his entry, voice cut into ragged tones by that mysterious illness sweeping the city, he had stepped through a portal and made his way to the boy's room.]

Selfless, even with the end looming before you...

[He wonders aloud as he appears near the bed.]

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[onlytwilight]

[He sits with the communicator in his lap, hands clasped around the device and head resting back against the wall. He feels tired and uncomfortable, chest rising and falling, hitching once or twice as it becomes more difficult to breathe.

Roxas lifts his head at the voice, seeing nothing but dark in front of him. For a split second, he half wonders if that's what people were calling the reaper, but he slightly smiles just the same.]

I've died before here. I'm not afr- [He coughs, pressing a hand to his mouth to suppress it.]

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[noheart]

No, of course you're not. That is one of many things we have in common. Or so it would seem. There is much you could lose when you succumb to this malady. Why, when next you awaken, you may not even be yourself...

[Xemnas moves leisurely to the far end of the bed, closing the distance between them. He understands the risks he's taking, but they give him no pause.]

Does that apply to this body of mine, as well?

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[onlytwilight]

Just a memory...

[He swallows and closes his eyes, wincing at the taste of something metallic and sticky clinging to his esophagus. Roxas looks up at him through a haze, eyes half-lidded.]

To your body? What are you doing with it?

[That's a weird question.]

[Video]

[myownmemory]

Here.

Roxas? You're still...? [it's terrible, all of this.]

We've got to stop all of this. Somehow. It can't happen again. It can't.

[Video]

[onlytwilight]

For now.

[Video]

[myownmemory]

Please don't die, Roxas. Not you too. I know you'll come back, but...

I watched her die. I couldn't stop it. It was awful.

[Video]

[onlytwilight]

[He looks at the video, sighing, and reaching over to turn it off.]

Then don't come near here. I'll take care of it myself.

[Voice]

[lethechained]

[After what she'd lost of her memories, she... wasn't entirely certain either of those were her name. But she knew that voice, and she knew that sound, and whether or not he'd been asking about her, she wasn't going to take any chances.]

I'm back.

[But other than that, what could she say?]

...Is there anything I can do?

[Like-- what? Making him more comfortable?]

[Voice]

[onlytwilight]

Good.

[There's relief there, a lot of it, and he sighs...which ends in a small fit of coughing until he clears his throat.]

No. You- You shouldn't see this.

[Voice]

[lethechained]

[She might have smiled to think that it had helped to speak up, but that cough made any inclination to do so dissappear. She sucked in a breath, and for the first time in a week, did not find herself forced to spit it back out.]

It wouldn't be the first time.

[She'd been with Riqis those last few days, after all, although she had been the one to go first.]

If there's something I can do, I don't care what I see.

[Voice]

[onlytwilight]

[He's just glad she's okay for the most part. She's alive, she's with Riqis. Both of his friends are back.]

I don't... I don't want you to.