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clocktower-memories has fallen into Shibuya's Scramble

And like WOW that trip into the street looks more than a little painful, poor kid...is he gonna be...like okay? "Like, whoh, are....ummm, you okay kid? ....you, like, don't look it </3"

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"Roxas? Riku? Sora? But..." the three men she was closest to, all standing right before her. Confusion plagued her mind. How were they standing before her? More or less, how was she out of Kairi's body? Did something happen to make her manifest her own physical form again?

"...How?" she murmured, blue eyes scanning each and everyone of them. Clearing her throat, she composed herself and then gave a small smile.

"It's been a while, hasn't it? You've all changed." She was quite right. Sora seemed taller than when she last saw him, Roxas seemed brighter, and Riku's hair was short.

"Oh...and let me properly apologize to you. I'm sorry. For all that I did. If only I had known what I was doing..." her hands subconsciously gripped her familiar sketchbook, guilt overcoming her features. This was what she had been yearning for, after all. To properly apologize to the three she had hurt the most.

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Dawn In The Twilight (Riku and Roxas) [Twilight Town]

It was odd, whenever he visited this world.

Then again, how could it not be odd? Most of his time spent here, was spent spying or plotting. Of course, the plotting was mostly done by DiZ instead of himself, but the spying was always his job. Whether he liked it or not.

Riku's expression was a pleasant one though, despite the odd feeling that accompanied him as he walked along the streets of Twilight Town. The young master shifted his gaze to the scarlet-hued sky above his figure, narrowing both eyes at the radiant orange that the world always seemed to have. Though, he wouldn't expect less of the simple, yet beautiful little town. A faint smile began tugging away from the corners of the silver-haired wielder's lips, while he continued to walk down another slope that had come up upon his path.

No clue what it is, but this town has some sort of... charm. Once you get a feel of it, you can't help but want to stay longer. Eventually, he returned his gaze to the path ahead, once his view of the scarlet sky was complete. Although he knew very well that all worlds were special, Riku felt that Twilight Town was an even more special case. Just like his own world was, frankly. The town itself had become the home-point for many of the Organization's antics, after all. Though, they weren't much, when it came down to simple or basic training of their new recruits.

Still... I always felt nearly at peace here, compared to the Islands back home. I'm not one to get sentimental, so I'd say that counts for something. His smile tugged away even further across the man's features, at the blatant lie that he had just told himself. Releasing a light and quick sigh, the young wielder turned a corner, and began to ease his way down the second slope. Briefly, he moved his gaze to the sign plastered against the street-lamp, with the words 'Plaza' written upon it. Which, indicated to him, that he was indeed heading in the correct direction.

Haven't had Sea Salt Ice-cream in ages.

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If feelings were an achievable possibility, he'd say that he would feel unimpressed at this moment. Yes. Definitely unimpressed. Perhaps uninterested as well. Really, it would mostly be uninterested now that he put thought to it.

Beyond the passing out of missions, Saïx never truly socialized with his other Organization peers, much less Number XIII. There was never any need to. They weren't here to earn friends and express affections born from emotions they could no longer access.

Though, all things considered, it was better to just do it so he could get back to work. Leaning down to meet Roxas' height, he connected their mouths together. Nothing special. Nothing meaningful. Just a press, lips still and in an unmoving line. He then straightened up, unfazed. And walked away.

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clocktower-memories wants to eat ice cream

In the quiet breeze sat a yellow fluff creature, daydreaming as the grass surrounding him danced along to the playful wind. It was a peaceful day. The sun hid behind the clouds and harmonious songs of the bird pokemon can be heard. A small rustling in the woods made his elongated ears perk up, somewhat disturbing the peace. He spotted a figure in the corner of his eye from the same direction that made the noise, pivoting his head to his left. Roxas! The aureate's features grew a wide smile that wanted to stretch all the way to his ears. "Pika pika pi pikachu~!"

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He had meant to spend only a few seconds in Twilight Town for solace, as a means of closing loose ends with people he had never had a chance to say anything more than but a few sentences. He had sat in the same white seat in the same white room he had not too long ago, once blinded by a light he could now see and accept. Though when he got up and left the musty old mansion altogether, he was surprised to see a familiar face standing outside. The figure's face was construed by the black, rusted metal of the entrance's gate, and he could only wonder if they, too, had come here to close a memory of some sort.

Deciding to approach, he nudged the hefty gate with the sole of his shoe. A long, creaking moan resounded throughout the hushed woods before Riku stepped forth to greet the other.

"I guess...Nobodies keep on living somehow, huh?"

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clocktower-memories started following you

Something was peculiar about the blond before him, a cotton robe with black seams draping down the sides, pursed lips and deep blue optics that lay upon him. It was all very vague and familiar, too familiar for Roxas to be comfortable with. "H-hey... Hey you--!" Reaching out he tugged the figure back, eyes widening as he was able to study him clearer. The blond was him.

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