When you wish upon a star...

[vacationisalie]

Characters: vacationisalie and you!
Location: In the streets, in the park- this boy is on the move.
Time: Midday
Style: Anything's good
Status: Open!

[Recon. It seems like the right thing to do, so Roxas is going to do it. The idea is somewhat of a blur, a poignant lesson from way back when he first began, but disassociated from the Organization or not, some lessons

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[imaginedsoldier]

[Said recon will lead him to finding Cloud, who is more than likely wandering around town. Do we approach the stoic?]

[vacationisalie]

[A face for thought. He knows Cloud, sort of, even though his name eludes Roxas. And of course, Cloud knows Sora, not Roxas himself, and so the inner debate becomes whether to approach in friendly recognition, or to pass by like he'd never noticed the SOLDIER.]

[Which leaves him in the rather odd position of standing there and staring at Cloud unblinkingly. Such a serious expression on such a young face would almost be what some would call off putting, really.]

[imaginedsoldier]

[Tch. In his head. Cloud barely knows Sora, having only run into him twice. But then, that's all something Roxas probably doesn't know.]

[Cloud gets the feeling that he's being watched and looks over. ...Huh. He looks a bit familiar. Eyebrow raised. 'What's with the kids staring at or stalking me lately?']

[ninthserenade]

[Hey Roxas, does that sitar sound familiar or is it just you?

Either way he's just chilling by the Lamufao with it.]

[vacationisalie]

[Roxas could swear he's heard that sitar before. He knows he has. Once upon a dream, maybe.]

[And so his expression is completely bewildered as he wanders over, staring at the strings being plucks and strummed with the experience of a pro, looking over that hair and confirming- this is Demyx, alright.]

...Demyx?

[Doesn't hurt to confirm it this way too, though.]

[ninthserenade]

[Welp, that yoinks him out of his 'zone' pretty quick.

Cue staring.

staring.....]

...Roxas?

[vacationisalie]

[And even more staring. A staring contest, staring team!]

[Yeah okay, this is pretty weird.]

What are you doing here? I thought you were...you know-

[Faded. Deceased. In even less of an existence. At least, Roxas was fairly certain Sora had pushed Demyx through the loop.]

[7threplacement]

[Without much else to do, Ion had decided to take a walk, with no particular destination in mind. He's currently sitting in the plaza, having decided it was time for a rest. Noticing Roxas, he gives a polite smile and a nod of the head.]

[vacationisalie]

[Seeing a friendly face is technically a good thing, but Roxas finds himself in the middle of an internal war, a debate between taking the route Sora would; walking over and introducing himself, or the route of the Organization; you don't talk with the natives.]

[But then, he wasn't part of the Organization, anymore. Roxas gives a brief smile back before walking over- it's better than wandering around and finding nothing of value.]

Hi.

[7threplacement]

Hello.

[Ion offers his hand as he stands up to greet Roxas.]

I've not seen you around here before, have I? My name is Ion. It's nice to meet you.

[vacationisalie]

[A little unsure, he'll take the palm offered in a firm grip. When in Rome-]

I'm Roxas. I've never been here before, but its nice to meet you too.

[got_it_memorizd]

[Rooftops aren't quite the same as clock towers, but one makes do with what one has and so sometimes Axel just sits on the top of his apartment building and watches the rest of Vatheon go by below. There's no ice cream today; Axel's laying on his back with one ankle propped up on his opposite knee and his hands threaded behind his head. Watching the water is sort of like watching the clouds, but it's just not doing it for him today. With a heavy sigh, Axel sits up and leans forward to peer over the ledge. He hasn't been sleeping well. It's not anything new, really--Axel doesn't really sleep; catnaps are about as close as he gets--but it's been especially bad lately. He refuses to think it has anything to do with Roxas' absence

[vacationisalie]

[Vatheon somehow seems to hold the same sense of...peace that Twilight Town had. After looking around, questioning the natives, he has a fairly clear idea of what's going on- but not what to expect. But the location is quiet, serene; it has that taste to it, the type where you could easily just spend your days eating ice creams with friends, lazing around, doing the odd job, here and there.]

[The type of place you hope to come back to after a really big adventure, not so quiet as Destiny Islands, which is, in Roxas' mind, a good thing. He's far more used to a city-life style than the seafaring escapades of Sora and his friends, always having a mainstay, a place to come back to and sleep, every night.]

[For now though, he's happy with the location, with just- being alive. There's a lot to see, a lot to do, and he's just moving with the crowds, a subtle force and constantly moving tide that has him going one way or another, at least until there's a hand on his shoulder, and a voice in his ears that makes him tense up completely.]...

[got_it_memorizd]

[His eyes widen as Roxas speaks his name. He remembers? He really remembers? He faked it once before, and Axel remembers well how that stung. Or, well... remembers how sharply he remembered what it felt like to be stung. Or something like that. There's a beat of silence, and his hand falls away from the boy's shoulder as they just stare each other down. Torn between being relieved to see him and suspicious of whether or not he's being honest (as much as he hates to admit he's suspicious at all), Axel hesitates, his jaw working soundlessly a moment.

[And then Roxas continues, and Axel's face twists into something like confusion.]

I... yes? [He presses his fingertip into his own cheek a couple times then, like he's making sure he's awake.] Last I checked, anyway. [He shakes his head and steps back, folding his arms, still looking a bit suspicious.] Shouldn't I be?

[vacationisalie]

[He'd almost say it was amusing, to see Axel gaping like a fish. He'd almost say it hurts, to see the suspicion on his face. But that just- wasn't how things worked between them. Axel was a warm fire on a cold night; comradeship, stupid jokes spattered here and there. Or at least, he had been before Roxas had up and left.]

[At least he knows the right thing to say in answer, this time.]

Xemnas. [Seems strange to call him that, rather than the Superior.] Our bosses name was Xemnas.

You wanted to see me again, right? [The part that comes after that will remain unsaid, for now. At another point, another time when its less important to wipe that look off Axel's face and see if there's any chance of things being better, again. A chance that they're still partners, just like Axel had said.]