Roxas looked over when the new voice reached his ears. Again he was mistaken for Ven. But now he understood why, the picture said it all. She knew the man and could wield a keyblade as well...? His thoughts fell to the fight he had while he was a member Organization.
"Riku too..." he murmured. "Why? Why weren't you there to help?" he asked looking from the girl to the man. "Why did we have to fight them. Where were you?" he asked, not angrily, but in a confused tone. "You haven't even told me who you are,and-"
Before he could finish his onslaught of questions, the mention of a girl in a dark coat wielding a keyblade stopped his verbal barrage cold. His grip slipped on Oblivion, and the Keyblade vanished in dark smoke.
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Date: 2010-02-12 11:21 am (UTC)"Riku too..." he murmured. "Why? Why weren't you there to help?" he asked looking from the girl to the man. "Why did we have to fight them. Where were you?" he asked, not angrily, but in a confused tone. "You haven't even told me who you are,and-"
Before he could finish his onslaught of questions, the mention of a girl in a dark coat wielding a keyblade stopped his verbal barrage cold. His grip slipped on Oblivion, and the Keyblade vanished in dark smoke.
"What..?"