Roxas was just dozing before also being jolted from his bed, only to find two things: 1) he wound up landing on his sore side and, 2) the Onion. It was under the bed. For the moment, it was also off the hook, as there was a bigger concern at the moment. Roxas got up and headed for the cockpit.
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Date: 2011-09-14 06:11 am (UTC)"What the hell just happened?"