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Apr. 15th, 2010 10:53 pm[He knows it's time. He can barely breathe, and his body's covered in dark marks beneath his shirt. And he's done nothing more than resign himself to his fate now. Riqis, Namine, Xion, Ven... It's his turn.
Roxas has put himself in his room to wait it out, sitting on his bed in the corner. He's kept watch over the network for a long time and knows that Ven and Xion are back... But what about the rest?]
Are... Are Riqis and Namine back yet? And- And what about the others? Who... [A wet cough.] Who else is sick? Are we missing anyone?
[The feed runs a little longer until it abruptly turns off before he starts coughing again. He uncurls his knees from his chest and holds tight to his communicator, waiting for responses. He has to know.]
Roxas has put himself in his room to wait it out, sitting on his bed in the corner. He's kept watch over the network for a long time and knows that Ven and Xion are back... But what about the rest?]
Are... Are Riqis and Namine back yet? And- And what about the others? Who... [A wet cough.] Who else is sick? Are we missing anyone?
[The feed runs a little longer until it abruptly turns off before he starts coughing again. He uncurls his knees from his chest and holds tight to his communicator, waiting for responses. He has to know.]
