voice;

[onlytwilight]

What have you done to him!?

[Oro is barking, almost obnoxiously, in the background, as Roxas' voice becomes distant.]

Give him back to me. Give me back my friend!

[Oro whimpers suddenly, and then Roxas is yelling. There's a loud slam in the background, and several moments of complete silence. It's almost as if the post has turned off, but then footsteps echo near the device. There's the soft scrape of metal, and another whimper from Oro.]

I'm sorry. I promised I'd-

[The rest of what's said is mostly muted out because of the distance between the boy and the communicator, until...]

Please, come back. Please.

[There's a choked noise, and Oro begins to howl loud enough, and close enough, to the device to successfully mask the loud cry Roxas gives just before the post clicks off.]

Comments

[illusivetactics.livejournal.com]

Is the sentiment a reflection of Sora, a hidden memory, or is the loss as if you already bear a heart for your own?

[onlytwilight.livejournal.com]

Why would you ask me that question? You should know what I'd say, because that's just how I feel.

[illusivetactics.livejournal.com]

It's a question worth contemplation, despite the tug of your instincts.

Don't you want to know the truth of what you are?

[onlytwilight.livejournal.com]

My heart is my own, no matter what anyone says.

What truth is there? How long have I still been looking? [He sounds distant, trailing off into mutters, still audible.] Eight hundred and fourty-five days.

[illusivetactics.livejournal.com]

Ah, but it does not lie within you, or else you would be certain of your completion.

And you were the last to join our Organization, Roxas. Consider that, take patience, and keep searching for that answer.

[onlytwilight.livejournal.com]

You don't know that.

[He sighs, but nods, even if Zexion can't see it.] I know. I know.