Thirty Third Clone

[sitaronthewater]

[A semi-familiar scene, as it's the same darkened room that Demyx dreamed of last time. And, like last time, he has his cue cards out, and it's pretty obvious that the they're completely blank, but he still glances at them every so often. He, himself, is by a wall, surveying the room, which is filled with people, some of them closer in proximity than others. And some of them are fading in and out as they walk about.

And that is just what they're doing, walking around, in their same spaces, but there might be a few that are familiar to some visitors. Fading out every so often, and very close to Demyx, is Carl, Reno, Zexion, and a little further away is Rudy, Larxene, a girl named Machi, a boy named Machi- is that a glimpse of someone in the ceiling? It's hard to tell, but there are also plenty of people who are not fading in and out. Such as Misao, Megumi, Tseng, Roxas, as well as some others in cloaks. There are quite a large amount of people here and if you wander closer you may be able to see them all, yet.]

[OoC: I left out a loooot of people, cause I'd be here all day. Speaking of which, I will not be here all day, so I'll get back to this post later. BUT! Feel free to interact and do whatever, the people will not respond, but Demyx will! Also, based on your character I'll add people who're there. And you can request certain people, assuming Demyx knows/knew them.]

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[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

"Sometimes," Roxas says, without really thinking about if. "If they're something you remember..." Except he hasn't been having many of those dreams anymore, and the reason why he hasn't still echoes in that quiet, hollow way.

Demyx's statement gets a look. He's never really thought of Demyx as being the type to get attached - well, not with how much he'd slacked off during Roxas's term with the Organization just to practice sitar, an instrument that he was still bad at, as far as Roxas was concerned - but it's not something he's really inclined to question. "Even if they acted different, it's not like it matters," he says dispassionately, watching all and none of them. "They're not here anyway."

[sitaronthewater.livejournal.com]

"Huh? Well, yeah, I guess that makes sense." And the implications of that statement go completely over his head.

What Demyx had said was less one of attachment, more along the lines of him thinking that his dream was weird, and wondering why they were just being silent; hardly any of them were ever silent! Although, the meaning behind the dream, well, that was a different story, and spoke practically only of attachment; something that Demyx might not quite realize. And he's amazing at his sitar, thank you very much! "Yeah, I know. But it's getting pretty weird just watching them walking back and forth." He glanced back down at the index cards, wondering if anything would appear on them or not- the answer still appeared to be a 'no'.

[OoC: btw, I went to Border's today. I got DGM volumes 6-9. Unfortunately, THEY DIDN'T HAVE FIVE. So I'll have to see about getting that one elsewhere. Sob, they never have the one I want.]

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

"Well, it's your dream, right?" he says - and it's saying more than it's asking, because who else would it belong to? "You could always change it."

If he thought about it, maybe he'd figure out that the suggestion is prompted by something other than idle interest in the choices Demyx offers. It's unsettling to be watched, to look at faces that have vanished into portraits in the Hall and see them flex and move as they did in life, to see them stir like ghosts. It's an uncertainty, it's a craving, it's a loneliness that never quite curves into existence. Whatever else, Roxas knows that he doesn't like it. His hands tighten on the Keyblades briefly before he turns from the crowd, breaking away to walk towards one of the less-crowded spaces, clearly in search of something.

[sitaronthewater.livejournal.com]

"Uh, hey, really? You can do that?" He is about to think about what he would change it to, when Roxas goes further off. "I- hey, wait, Roxas!" He starts to go after him, "Where're you going?"

[obliviomancy.livejournal.com]

"Out," comes the answer. Roxas doesn't look back. By no means is this dream particularly disturbing, but it's nowhere that he wants to stay. It's not just Demyx's past; it's his too, and whatever else, he knows he wants it to stay behind him.

[sitaronthewater.livejournal.com]

"You're leaving?" He pouts a little, he liked the company. And now he's left wondering how the heck to change his dream to something, um, better.