voice;

[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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[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.