I live for those I lost along the way

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Who: Roxas, Ray, Aqua, and King Mickey
What: Roxas asked for a talk, and the two Key Bearers are happy to oblige.
Where: the Mysterious Tower
When: September 29, 2010
Warning: There are some major Birth by Sleep spoilers under the cut.

Aqua laid Ven down gingerly on the bed before her. He was still asleep, she thought with resignation, but hopefully that would change soon. Maybe it was for the better, so that she and Mickey could talk to Roxas alone. She smiled faintly. Ven probably would have had to show him how it works, rather than explain it first. That was how he was, after all.

As she turned to leave, her thoughts wandered once more to another friend of theirs. Terra... What had happened to him? If everything Mickey had told her was true, and she had no reason to suspect otherwise, was he still alive somewhere? Did he regain control of his body? If not, could he? Or did he have no hope of that ever getting it back from the one they called "Orpheus?"

For that matter... could Terra be freed from the Darkness, like Orpheus had?

There were so many questions, she thought with a sigh, and she could only hope that Yen Sid would be able to help answer some of them. Aqua shook her head, walking down the hall to where she saw the King waiting. He greeted her with a smile, and a quiet reminder, "Roxas should be here soon."

"Then we should be there to greet him," she answered with a nod, leading the way down to the tower entrance.

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[thirteenth_brat]

Intriguing as traveling by portals through light was, Roxas had other things on his mind. The top thing on his list of need or want was a hot shower, followed immediately by clean clothes and a proper meal. Not that he had been starving while he was stuck in Neverland, but he kind of sucked at hunting and fishing. Wild fruits had been the bulk of his diet for a while and he really wanted something more filling. Pizza came to mind. Or maybe a burger.

He paused on the steps, sighing. Shower first, by all means. The closest he'd gotten to a shower in the last week or so had been the waterfall. Cold water and no soap. He doubted that he smelled good at the moment. The whole reason he'd come here could wait until these things were taken care of.

Such was his mindset as he reached for the door...