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[sandandflannel.livejournal.com]

Who: Koios, Song, and Sora
What: Koios requested a chat with a certain refugee, and the Keybearer tagged along.
Where: Mirror Earth
When: Thursday, July 1st, 2010

Finally, finally, Koios would get some answers. That brat Keybearer he'd had before was far too stubborn to be of any help, but he'd expected that. It hadn't stopped him from trying, though; Roxas was the closest to what he wanted than any of those former Nobodies he knew of. But it didn't matter, he supposed. This Song would be more than willing to help him out, if her history was anywhere near accurate.

He fell onto the couch, lying his head on one armrest and using the other to recline his feet. They'd be here soon, she'd said. Koios eyed the teapot on the stove for a moment. He wasn't really used to the stuff, but his roommate was trying her damnedest to change that. There ought to be plenty of different flavors in the pantry for his guest to choose from.

All that was left for him to do as the water warmed was wait for her to arrive, and hope the files were correct. And damn, if he didn't hate doing that.

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[songbird9.livejournal.com]

She nodded her head, pleased by the answer. "I'm sure of it. As long as you don't give them a good reason to fight you, the Refugees will be glad of the alliance. In fact, we might need you. Just having someone who can travel the Dark Corridors is an asset we've sorely missed over the last year, and I'm sure you can do more than that. It will also be easier for me to work on your heart problem if I can talk openly about it. If there's a way to do it without, you know, destroying the universe, we'll find it."

The was trying not to show it, afraid of insulting him, but she was actually excited to have the new and familiar project. It was her enthusiasm, at least in part, that blinded her to the idea that Koios might not be telling the whole truth.

[sandandflannel.livejournal.com]

The corner of his mouth quirked in a small smile. "What, you don't have other means of transportation? I don't want to be just a chauffeur for you guys..."

She did have a point, though, he'd give her that. Doing this, while possibly fatal if the wrong people discovered it, was more likely to get them to trust him. And if he managed to get on the inside, he'd have personal access to all sorts of good information, and not have to keep on stealing the Queen's laptop to spy on them.

He nodded, seemingly convincing himself that this was the right thing to do. "Alright. I'll tell them." He smiled wearily at her. "Thank you."

[songbird9.livejournal.com]

"Good. I'll support you, of course."
She was smirking at his comment about transportation, and added wryly, "we all had to serve as the taxi at some point. But no, actually I'd rather use you as a spy. I've been trying to work with a Dusk, convincing it to bring back clues and bits of information, but I can't talk to them anymore, so it... doesn't really work so well."