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☼ 002 [audio]

[Axel doesn't usually feel the need to hide his face--he's gotten good at concealing his thoughts and making sure he doesn't give himself away... but everyone has a breaking point. Waking up to find Roxas' room as empty as Xion's suddenly was a less than a month ago is apparently his. He has to keep reminding himself that he doesn't have a heart, this can't actually hurt, it's only residual phantom pains, leftovers of memories... So why can't he just make it stop?

[There's a beat of silence, and then his voice sort of tumbles into the recording, like he tripped over his own tongue. His tone is a little strained, as if his throat hurts or he swallowed something terribly bitter.]

How often do people come and go from this place? I've noticed there seems to be a lot of turnover. A good number of people leave, a bunch of new faces show up, but sometimes old faces show up too. Is there any sort of pattern anyone's found?

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[The voice, though unfamiliar to him, is gentle.]

Who was it?

[He frowns--this voice isn't familiar, so why do they sound so much like they give a damn? He makes a sort of sibilant noise.]

Who was what?

[You're not fooling anyone, Axel...]

Usually when people ask stuff like this, they got to thinking about it because either someone left or someone came back. So, I wanted to know who it was.

Perceptive of you. [He hesitates, then figures it's not like the departure list is a secret or anything, and considering he and Roxas were roommates it's logical that the fact that they're friends isn't really a secret either.] Friend of mine went home sometime overnight. His ah... name's Roxas.

[There's also the topic of Xion and Demyx and the fact that Roxas' leaving is sort of the straw that breaks the camel's back, but that's not something he's prepared to share with a stranger, gosh.]

[And there's a pause in surprise. He'd been here? There's immediate regret that she'd never seen him around or talked to him, even though he probably wasn't the Roxas who would remember her. More pressing, though, is... Hadn't he told her he didn't want to go home?

The silence drags on for a few beats longer than she'd like before she tries to recover. The need to identify herself is still slipping her mind in her concern.]

I, um, I'm sorry to hear that. He's a very good person.

[Buh?] Wait, you knew him? [That catches him off-guard. He scratches his head awkwardly and then averts his eyes, though it's not like the audio feed would show that.] Er... didn't mean for this to be how you found out he's gone, then. I guess I shouldn't be surprised I'm not the only one who noticed his departure; he's a good kid, he prolly made a few friends while he was here.

Did, ah... you know him well? [Hoo, awkward. He's not really sure about that whole misery loving company bit, but there's something kind of reassuring about not being the only one who might miss him.]

...Yes, we were close. Ah, probably not as close as you two were, though, so if you need to talk about it or anything, I can listen.

[He pauses, a little uncertain. Really, he kind of thinks any friend of Roxas' is a friend of his, in the end... but this is a little awkward. Who is this person? They sure are being familiar, and he supposes that's their prerogative, but it's a little strange to him. Clearing his throat, he rubs the back of his neck.]

Ah... I'm not really the kind'a guy to talk about my feelings much, but it's good to know he had some other friends around here. Heh, he... didn't really have many opportunities to make friends back home and... well, sheesh, anybody'd go nuts with only me to hang out with, right?

O-Oh, you shouldn't say that! I mean, I'm sure you're not that bad, I—

[But then she pauses, realizing.]

Oh, gosh, I'm sorry! This is Ahiru.

[He makes a startled noise in the back of his throat.]

A-Ahiru? [Buh?] Your... voice sounds, ah... I mean... do you have a cold or something?

No, no, I'm not sick! I'm just, um... You haven't been paying much attention to the things people say on the tablets lately, have you?

Guess I was too busy... cooping. What'd I miss? [Sounds like a doozy.]

I guess you could say I'm, um, not quite myself at the moment. Like, really.

[Wait what.]

Wait, like... literally?

Yeah, literally! I swear I wouldn't joke about something like this. I mean, not that I could, I'm pretty sure it's impossible for me to sound like this if I wasn't - different.

[He sighs softly.] Guess I'm not the only one not feeling like himself lately, sheesh. Is it permanent? I mean, I could get used to the new voice, I guess, but...

No! No, no, oh my god, don't even say that, no. They said it should be over within five days at the latest, so there's no way I'm going to be stuck like this!

[He manages a cracked laugh at her vehemence.]

Well good; I like your other voice better. This one doesn't suit you at all.

[A sigh.]

It's not the voice that's the problem.

Ahiru, that was me attempting to use levity as a preemptive strike against our both being depressed by our current situations. Try and keep up.

[A pause.]

Is it really preemptive if the situation is current...?

[Damn you and your logic.]

Well, 'emptive' isn't a word. Work with me here.

Does that mean it's, like, one of those root things or whatever that they told me about in school?

W-Wait, that's besides the point, though!

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done now. i know it's audio and you can't see the faces he's making but still.

skjdf beautiful regardless

thank you, thank you

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