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[This time, Sora's dream takes place on an island. But something seems off about it. It practically oozes life, and yet, no one besides the boy is here. And he sits there, knees hugged to his chest at the base of a tree that grows out over the water. As opposed to his first dream, where he seemed to border on hostile, Sora now seems almost... Lonely and sad.

And perhaps adding to that is that the islands seem to almost flicker every now and then, between the beautiful place full of life and a desolate and destroyed landscape floating in an endless voice of darkness.]




[[OOC: Sora's beginning to feel a ton of regret for his actions on the real Islands. If you manage to get him to open up, expect him to rant and question! Have fun with the flickering islands!]]

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[He knows this place. Knows how intense the sun can get at it peek, knows how the sand feels beneath his toes; but not because he, himself, had frequented it often. Mostly, his time here relies on Sora's memories, and he knows all the twists and turns, all the nooks and crannies.]

[But the world keeps shuddering, back and forth between beauty and ruin, and it makes Roxas anxious. Makes him think that maybe there's something wrong...]

[The Sora he comes across simply confirms this. He doesn't-]

...Hey.

[Feel right. And yet Roxas sits beside him anyway, staring out at the ocean. Maybe Sora's got something on his mind to share.]

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[Sora tenses as the boy sits next to him. He's not used to people being this close. But he'll deal with it. Because, right now, as much as he's unsure, he wants someone to be there.]

...Who're you?

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[Its the way Sora seems to withdraw that lets Roxas know, before he even begins to speak, that he's right. This...boy, he seems too young. Too withdrawn, too cautious, to liable to let things get him down than the Sora he knows. Its like the light that makes up all of who Sora is has...dulled, somehow.]

[It's a good idea to be cautious himself, even if he is hopelessly curious. He gives this Sora- maybe its a particular shade of him?- a small, but encouraging smile.]

I'm Roxas.

I like your islands- they're really nice.

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[That earns a bitter laugh, but at least he finally looks up. Right over at Roxas.]

...They're not mine. I haven't lived here since I was five.

[Though Roxas... He seems almost familiar. Something in his chest tightens for a brief moment.]

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[Roxas looks back calmly, though his hands clench slightly at Sora's words. He hasn't, huh? Definitely not his Sora. But then, was he a dream, or real? How would that be possible?]

Well they're nice anyway... do you like it here?

[Its unsettling that his chest flutters for a brief second; like there's a connection between them, too. Figures.]