ooo1 // voice & action

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I guess this must be how to talk to everyone...

[the speaker sounds frustrated, tense, and a little harried.]

I know I'm in another world, and I think it must have had something to do with that little music box. I'm also going to guess I'm not the only one this has happened to... it always takes big groups of people. Is-- [no. she daren't ask for

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Sora's here. [Gently. She doesn't sound like she is... confident and okay, right now. Altair has no idea that it might not be the Sora she's looking for, of course.]

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He is? That's ... that's good. ... Who're you?

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Altair Grayston, a priest of Raia.

[Pause.] You must be from his world, then?

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... a priest of what?

[blink.] ... I guess you could say that, yeah.

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[outwalks]

[ . . . ]

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[ Don't ask, don't ask-

This is such a terrible idea. ]

Ah. . . no-you guessed most of it. There ought to be a key around your neck. Everyone gets one-it's for their residences.

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Allen?!

[it's out before she can stop it -- and then she has to clap a hand over her mouth. there's no way it's the Allen that remembers her.]

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I--I'm sorry, your voice just... sounds familiar... The thing around my neck is this little palm tree. There's no key, though.

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[tiny_promise]

[He blinks a few times at his name, tilting his head to the side. He doesn't recognize the name or the voice. But still... That's his name. So, hesitantly, he talks back.]

Do I know you, miss? I'm Sora. But I don't know your voice. Or that name... ...Are you one of Momma's friends?

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[WHAT] .... Y- ... Sora ... I hope this isn't a strange question, but how old are you? [she remembers being a child, if only briefly. his voice, smaller and higher... could it be?]

Voice;

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Five. Why?

[He's confused! Who is this person and how does she know his naaaame?]

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Oh. I ... I see.

[Xion forces a smile, hoping it'll keep her voice even.]

I'm sorry, Sora. You must be pretty confused. I heard about you from a friend, that's all. You're ... you're okay, right?

[rocksascarf]

Yeah, what that other guy said. There's a Sora here, and I think I heard about a Roxas, but I haven't met him yet.

[ the...girl? sounds pretty tense, and at least she's not yelling like a lot of the people around here like to do, so: ] You got it right about everything else, too. There's a bunch of people here and we've been looking, but there hasn't been an exit just yet.

[ ...a much put-upon sigh after a second ] There's some fruity masquerade, though.

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... A--

[... ... ...]

What ... I'm sorry, but ... what's your name?

[rocksascarf]

Me?

The name's Lea. [ can you hear the grin he must have on his face? ] What's yours?

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[Lea?

... L E A ...

It takes Xion a quiet moment, but his voice leaves no room for doubt. It's him. This must be...]

Xion. Have you been here very long, Lea?

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[xanotherdreamx]

Huh?!

Err, why are you looking for me?

[And why did her voice sound sorta familiar?]

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Roxas?! You ... you mean you...

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... you don't know me?

[no, of course he wouldn't. he's not supposed to. he never was. it was a lucky fluke at Luceti that anyone knew her at all. none of them were supposed to.]

... oh. I'm ... I'm sorry.

Voice;

[xanotherdreamx]

No. ...Am I supposed to?

[He sounds apologetic himself. Seriously, something was nagging at his brain. What was it...?]