my first kh2 fic ever
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memlu. 'Cause she is made of ducks and love and also should be responsible for the naming of every single room in an enemy stronghold ever.
Pence popped one hand into the other in revelation! "Ok. So you know those movies?"
"Yeah?"
"Oh?"
"Mm?" ...and Roxas was listening, honest. Except he had a pebble lodged somewhere in the heel of his shoe. Wiggling it out without having to actually admit it was there was something of a Very Involving task...
"Where like, you have the guy, who used to be the UBER bad guy. And really tough."
"...man. Did you just say 'uber'?"
"Oh. Action..."
Roxas swiveled his foot a little harder, and gave it a few good taps on the pavement. The heck had it gotten there anyway? ...he must've ground his board a little too thoroughly against that wall on the last mail run...
Handing stuff off to the carrier pigeons was kind of a pain.
"Except he doesn't remember being really tough. So the whole movie, is like. The other bad guys coming after him, right? All 'rejoin us! This is where you belong!'--except you know, while he's still really tough, he's PRINCIPLED now. He just defeats every one that comes his way. ...you know what I'm talking about?"
And what was the rock in there shaped like anyway? A starfish? Roxas wasn't so keen on coming home with a shoe full of blood. He could imagine the explanations... even if he couldn't imagine to whom the explanations would be given. He just knew he'd have to be giving them. Since that's the way these things generally worked...
"I guess?"
"Not really."
"Ok that's it--"
Roxas paused short of high kicking his shoe off with a friggin' vengeance. He stayed there, like someone had pushed a pause button... blinked twice, then eased himself down onto one bent knee. He slid two fingers down the back of his sneaker. He pulled out a small oval shaped stone. It was simple. He had no idea what'd been driving him so crazy.
"Ah...haha. Uh, what?" ...his friends were staring at him. "I don't think I know any movies like that..."
"Oh," said Pence, his face falling.
"Sorry." Roxas stood.
"BAH," said Hayner, waving his arm in a wide arc that Olette had to duck. "C'mon, Pence. What kinda movie would that make anyway? No one likes a plot that complicated, when you can just blow up a few more cars."
memlu. 'Cause she is made of ducks and love and also should be responsible for the naming of every single room in an enemy stronghold ever.Pence popped one hand into the other in revelation! "Ok. So you know those movies?"
"Yeah?"
"Oh?"
"Mm?" ...and Roxas was listening, honest. Except he had a pebble lodged somewhere in the heel of his shoe. Wiggling it out without having to actually admit it was there was something of a Very Involving task...
"Where like, you have the guy, who used to be the UBER bad guy. And really tough."
"...man. Did you just say 'uber'?"
"Oh. Action..."
Roxas swiveled his foot a little harder, and gave it a few good taps on the pavement. The heck had it gotten there anyway? ...he must've ground his board a little too thoroughly against that wall on the last mail run...
Handing stuff off to the carrier pigeons was kind of a pain.
"Except he doesn't remember being really tough. So the whole movie, is like. The other bad guys coming after him, right? All 'rejoin us! This is where you belong!'--except you know, while he's still really tough, he's PRINCIPLED now. He just defeats every one that comes his way. ...you know what I'm talking about?"
And what was the rock in there shaped like anyway? A starfish? Roxas wasn't so keen on coming home with a shoe full of blood. He could imagine the explanations... even if he couldn't imagine to whom the explanations would be given. He just knew he'd have to be giving them. Since that's the way these things generally worked...
"I guess?"
"Not really."
"Ok that's it--"
Roxas paused short of high kicking his shoe off with a friggin' vengeance. He stayed there, like someone had pushed a pause button... blinked twice, then eased himself down onto one bent knee. He slid two fingers down the back of his sneaker. He pulled out a small oval shaped stone. It was simple. He had no idea what'd been driving him so crazy.
"Ah...haha. Uh, what?" ...his friends were staring at him. "I don't think I know any movies like that..."
"Oh," said Pence, his face falling.
"Sorry." Roxas stood.
"BAH," said Hayner, waving his arm in a wide arc that Olette had to duck. "C'mon, Pence. What kinda movie would that make anyway? No one likes a plot that complicated, when you can just blow up a few more cars."
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Date: 2006-04-15 12:09 am (UTC)Thank you. :)
omg I want a secret base just so I can give every room and passageway a wildly retarded name. Like "Ruination's Wash Closet," or "The Break Room of Unutterable Sorrow."
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Date: 2006-05-09 05:24 am (UTC)Breakroom of. . .
Best. Comment. Ever.
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Date: 2006-04-15 12:06 pm (UTC)Handing stuff off to the carrier pigeons was kind of a pain.
I totally played that minigame way too much. Some worlds, I'd just refuse to get off the board and run heartless to death with it. Slowly. ♥
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Date: 2006-04-15 10:42 pm (UTC)I just noticed you friended me, so I decided to say hi--which I'm glad for because it brought me to this lovely fic.
Roxas & Twilight gang fic = mucho &hearts&hearts&hearts
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Date: 2006-05-12 12:35 am (UTC)