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[binarysky]

[Roxas sounds especially annoyed and harassed today, yet rather resigned.]

Oof—hey, stop shoving—it's one of those weekends again, huh?

Hey, new people, try to be a little more considerate. I know it's confusing but some of us live here. Don't be so pushy.

So, anyone I know show up this time? [There might be one or two people he hopes will show up one day.]

[OOC: GO FOURTH WALL GO. Canonmate visitors would be especially loved.]

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[binarysky]

No, don't!

[Instinctively, he grabs for her wrist—he doesn't squeeze hard, doesn't want to hurt her, but he won't let go. Can't let go. Part of him knows that if he does, he won't see her again.

But why does he care so much that he wouldn't?]

Please—just don't. I know you, right? From somewhere.

[fourteen]

[ Though the look she gives him is startled and sad and uncertain, she doesn't try to pull her wrist away. Her wings flutter again, flapping hard, belying her desire to leave. But after a moment's thought, she takes a deep breath, and her wings still, too. ]

... yeah. But you're not supposed to remember. It's - it's okay that you don't, Roxas. [ She smiles a little, a tiny thing. ] It's not your fault. It's me.

[binarysky]

Why would it be you?

[He's quiet for a moment, thinking hard. It's like something's there, a memory of what she's talking about, but he can't find it yet. But still—he can feel it.]

Something bad happened, didn't it?

[fourteen]

Oh, Roxas... it's such a long story.

[ She pulls her hand away from him, gently, to pace a few steps away, pressing it to her face. ]

It's just... you don't know what I am. Or at least, you don't remember.

[ A pause, and she turns back to him, her hand falling. ]

Yes. Something bad happened. But it wasn't your fault, Roxas. ... are you sure you want to know?

[binarysky]

We were...friends, right?

[He's fumbling in the dark now. It's ridiculous to think he could have been friends with someone whose name he couldn't even remember on his own. But it feels right.

So what's he going to go with—what he feels, or what he knows?]

I want to know. Tell me.

[fourteen]

... we were best friends. [ Her smile broadens, but somehow gets sadder. ] You, me, and Axel. We thought we'd be together forever.

But ... it just wasn't meant to be. As much as I wanted it... I had something else to do. Something really important.

[ She knows his future, too. And Axel's. Oh, did she cry over Axel's. ]

We were in the Organization together. All three of us. You were my first friend. [ Emotions flash over her face, bittersweet and deeply nostalgic. ]

[binarysky]

[He listens carefully, trying to connect it to an anything in his memory. There's nothing specific, not at first, but he finds himself nodding along with her words. Yes, all that happened.]

And we had...ice cream, didn't we?

A little something extra. For doing a good job.

[fourteen]

.... yeah. You remember.

[ A little. She remembers the long uphill struggle with her own Roxas, too. How long it took for him to really remember everything. ]

Do you remember ... what flavor?

[binarysky]

[He'll get there, Xion. Just keep waiting, if you can.]

Come on, it's always sea salt. [He lets out a shaky laugh.] And this one time...you used the Keyblade, and I had...a stick...

[fourteen]

[ She'd wait a long time, for him.

His reaction, and the other detail he recalls, makes her laugh. ]

I remember! I was kind of worried. I didn't think it would work! But you managed. It was kind of funny, watching you swing that stick around at all the Heartless!

[binarysky]

[The laughter is infection, and it comes a little easier for him this time.]

Hey, what else was I supposed to use? I wasn't as good at magic as you, and it was the only thing around! How else were you supposed to...I mean...

[His face grows more serious.] We had to keep it a secret...so Saix wouldn't know.