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[onlytwilight]

[The faint sound of sloshing water can be heard in the background, but no voices, nothing. This continues for several minutes until finally, Roxas' voice can be heard.]

It's not real. It's not. You can't fool me this time! 

[His voice chokes.]

Hayner. Pence. Olette. You're not real, are you? It's just another digital -

...You. Why do I keep seeing you everywhere? Who are you? [A pause.] ...Wait! Come back! There's still something I need to say! 

[The sloshing of water picks up, frantic as he starts running.]

Don't go!!

[--Click.]

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[myownmemory.livejournal.com]

[...only it's not quite the Lux, with the both of them still covered in bits of the roses, but Roxas' room back in Twilight Town, colorful and childish but lit by a sunset more crimson than golden.

Riqis coughs up seawater and shakes hair out of his face, reeling from the change of scenery. But he manages to look to his friend, clapping him on the shoulder.]

You...okay?

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[onlytwilight.livejournal.com]

[He slowly gets up, dripping on the bed, staring at him and then around the room. His eyes turn instantly distraught.]

...Yeah. [It's toneless, and he stands and goes to touch the little fishbowl.]

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[myownmemory.livejournal.com]

[He laps at his lips, mouth bitter with salt, and wrinkles his nose at all the petals. Sitting on the floor, he looks around confusedly and checks to make sure his communicator's still there... Then notices Roxas' expression.]

...Roxas? Hey- Are you alright? What is this place?

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[onlytwilight.livejournal.com]

[He touches the fish bowl, his hand passing through the blue light and touching it as though it was real.]

My fake room...in Twilight Town.

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[myownmemory.livejournal.com]

[Fake is a word he bristles at slightly, still dripping drenched.]

Oh...Twi- The fake dataplace, right? So...is this real? Where's World's End?

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[onlytwilight.livejournal.com]

My digital room. [He pats Riqis' shoulder limply.]

Still here. The... The petals, I guess. And the water.

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[myownmemory.livejournal.com]

[Riqis reacts to this by shaking free of Roxas' grip and forcefully palming the clinging roses off his arms and shins and front, angry at the thought of being fooled by a bunch of lousy tower-flowers.]

Ergh! I can't believe it....that was a close call.

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[onlytwilight.livejournal.com]

[He's still staring at the fishbowl, glancing at the window absently.]

...Sorry.