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[twilightfell]

[Lacking anything better to do with his life, Roxas is chillin' in the Meadow setting of the Enviro-Dome. He's on his back in the middle of a riotously colorful field of flowers, staring at the sky with half-lidded eyes. His Sphere is hovering a foot or so above him, and he gives it a half hearted swat in an attempt to turn it off, but it just

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[withnowords]

[kneels down to peer at him]

[twilightfell]

[He's out of it, Nill. Just sleeping away, oblivious to the world. You'll have to do a little better than that if you want him to respond.]

[withnowords]

[sits down to watch him sleep, he'ssocute]

[twilightfell]

[And so he just dreams away, though not for long. He's always been a light sleeper, and eventually her presence filters down through his dreams to bring him slowly back to consciousness. You don't live long in a world like his when you can't sense if somebody's watching you sleep, after all.

Still, he just sort of .. blinks at her on waking up, not even rising yet.]

Hi, Nill.

[dawn_is_coming]

Rooooooxaaaaaas. Roooooooooooooxaaaaaaaaaaaas.... ROXAAAAAAAAAS.

ROXAS. HEY. HEY, ROXAS.

Are you sleeping?

[twilightfell]

[The yelling wakes him up. Not just that - but startles him so that he flails a bit on waking, staring blearily and wildly around. For just a second there he's totally disarmed and vulnerable, but then he comes back down to earth, so to speak, and gives his head a shake before staring flatly up at the Sphere]

....

[dawn_is_coming]

Oh, hey, you were.

[disarming smile is go!]

Did you have any good dreams?

[twilightfell]

[just giving him a mutinous frown and huffing, running a hand over his mussed up hair]

I wasn't asleep long enough to have any, thanks to some idiot who can't let other people sleep in peace.

[he flops back down to the ground, though there might be a smile playing around the corners of his lips]