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terribletwos) wrote2022-04-28 12:18 am
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[IC] Platform Arrival
Roxas looks around him as soon as his eyes adjust to the disapating fog, quickly realizing that despite the fact that he's in a train station, it's not the one he recognizes from Twilight Town. For one, the train currently arriving before him isn't the lively colorful one he's watched passing along its track from the clock tower or even the so-called "ghost train" he pursued in the Other Twilight Town. Instead, this one is darker and more mechanical in appearance.
A myriad of questions flash through his mind. How did he get here? He doesn't remember using the Gummi Ship since they got back from Destiny Islands. Did this have something to do with Sora's disappearance? It couldn't be another datascape now that Namine was no longer bound to either the Organization nor DiZ, well, Ansem. So what's going on? And why is carrying a backpack all of the sudden? (He hasn't even noticed the unfamiliar clothes he's wearing yet.)
Frustrated by his lack of answers, he pushes through the departing crowd, which is practically swallowing him given his size and the size of the crowd. He's still not used to making himself heard, having been trained to disappear into the background, be inconspicuous, stay in the shadows. But maybe if he can make it past the throng, he can at least find a sign. Or at least be able to hear himself think.
A myriad of questions flash through his mind. How did he get here? He doesn't remember using the Gummi Ship since they got back from Destiny Islands. Did this have something to do with Sora's disappearance? It couldn't be another datascape now that Namine was no longer bound to either the Organization nor DiZ, well, Ansem. So what's going on? And why is carrying a backpack all of the sudden? (He hasn't even noticed the unfamiliar clothes he's wearing yet.)
Frustrated by his lack of answers, he pushes through the departing crowd, which is practically swallowing him given his size and the size of the crowd. He's still not used to making himself heard, having been trained to disappear into the background, be inconspicuous, stay in the shadows. But maybe if he can make it past the throng, he can at least find a sign. Or at least be able to hear himself think.
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He could have contentedly stayed that way for awhile, but this was still a platform, and their time there was limited. After a few long moment, he straightened up, though he kept a hand on each of their shoulders. "We should probably get on the train," he said. "This is gonna be a long discussion, and being able to sit down for it would make things a bit easier. Besides, this way, Xion can get the notebook, and well it's not even close to sunset- if there even was a sun in the Void- but all three of us finally back together again? I think that calls for a little celebration, don't you?" And it would be easy to guess what that celebration would entail.
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She looked around, as if she expected to find another Roxas standing on the outside, watching them, thinking he wasn't wanted...
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Or at least he can believe that until he sees Xion looking around them. Most likely seeking out their Roxas again. His expression falls, as he pushes himself back.
"Yeah, that would be cool..." Though his tone sounds distant again.
He tries to shake off the feeling. Axel mentioned the train. And the way it sounds, the train is the ticket to figuring out any of this. How he can get back to his world and how he can help find this other Roxas. Especially since he's no longer sure if his presence here is making things better or worse for this version of his friends.
"Where does the train go?"