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kh_drabbleChallenge: [209] Off-Kilter
Title: Practice Makes
Word Count: 259
Spoilers: For 358/2
Rating/Warnings: PG
Notes: Somewhen at the end of 358/2. She uses his memories for and against him.
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crimsoncookie for pre-reading and for providing the correct dialogue*
It's okay... she's done this before. It'll be easy this time. Easy.
Take away the little girl with her face, black hair and familiar blue eyes. Her face, Kairi's face, slip link from link and draw a new one into place.
Take away the man with violent red hair, green eyes and drops as black as tears, darkness and the things that Nobodies become when they fade.
Take away the black coat- the white-off white-black clothing is fine, is familiar. Roxas will know it and bits of real help confuse the fantasy.
It's easy this time. Familiar.
Put them on the clock tower. For Roxas, even if the children are too smart, too cautious, to ever go up there. Fall and you'd be dead. There is no such thing as a portal into darkness to save you. Mustn't slip. Mustn't swing your legs over the edge as if the drop wasn't dangerous.
Hayner, Pence, Olette,Axel Roxas Xion
Leave the blue of his eyes, the gold of his hair, leave what he knows of himself- he'll become someone else all too soon, but at least the eyes... the eyes would remain.
Easy. It's so easy this time.
"A month? ...I can't even figure out how to fill a day."
Poor thing.
"I could deal with a week, maybe...."
Teach him just how quickly a week can drift from the calendar and settle on the floor. So many scattered pages of memory.
Wipe the drops of water from the page.
It wasn't raining that day.
It never rains in Twilight Town.
Title: Practice Makes
Word Count: 259
Spoilers: For 358/2
Rating/Warnings: PG
Notes: Somewhen at the end of 358/2. She uses his memories for and against him.
*hugs
crimsoncookie for pre-reading and for providing the correct dialogue* It's okay... she's done this before. It'll be easy this time. Easy.
Take away the little girl with her face, black hair and familiar blue eyes. Her face, Kairi's face, slip link from link and draw a new one into place.
Take away the man with violent red hair, green eyes and drops as black as tears, darkness and the things that Nobodies become when they fade.
Take away the black coat- the white-off white-black clothing is fine, is familiar. Roxas will know it and bits of real help confuse the fantasy.
It's easy this time. Familiar.
Put them on the clock tower. For Roxas, even if the children are too smart, too cautious, to ever go up there. Fall and you'd be dead. There is no such thing as a portal into darkness to save you. Mustn't slip. Mustn't swing your legs over the edge as if the drop wasn't dangerous.
Hayner, Pence, Olette,Axel Roxas Xion
Leave the blue of his eyes, the gold of his hair, leave what he knows of himself- he'll become someone else all too soon, but at least the eyes... the eyes would remain.
Easy. It's so easy this time.
"A month? ...I can't even figure out how to fill a day."
Poor thing.
"I could deal with a week, maybe...."
Teach him just how quickly a week can drift from the calendar and settle on the floor. So many scattered pages of memory.
Wipe the drops of water from the page.
It wasn't raining that day.
It never rains in Twilight Town.
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