Spending his time looking over his shoulder while running didn't pay off too well. He stumbled over a stray dog, which ran off, and after a few bumps he landed on his back.
Roxas glanced at his arm, which got cut in his tumble. He looked up at the seemingly taller pursuer. Now that he saw him up close he didn't look like he wanted to hurt him. "What'd you want to ask? And what was that you called me?"
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Date: 2010-02-12 12:40 am (UTC)Roxas glanced at his arm, which got cut in his tumble. He looked up at the seemingly taller pursuer. Now that he saw him up close he didn't look like he wanted to hurt him. "What'd you want to ask? And what was that you called me?"