He'd found a place to stay, some food had been offered, but today, there had been nothing to quell the steadily rising queasiness. He pinched the bridge of his nose or rubbed his temples as passersby either avoided him or offered a hug or a hand. "No, thank you, I'm fine," followed every offer. He's just feeling unwell. He's not supposed to be here. How would a hug or any of that even help him?
Hand pressed against a wall nearby a convenience store, Roxas holds his head and catches breath he didn't know he'd lost walking up the few porch steps.
He's definitely not going to make it for much longer. :(]
Roxas | Kingdom Hearts OU | Option 3
[They said, "You have to be in contact with someone else. You'll know when it's been too long. Everyone will."
A lot of them smiled. That was enough to keep Roxas from listening to them. Talk about creepy.
His arrival in the city had been jarring enough: woken as if from sleep, finding himself outside of the confines of Sora's mind and inside some narrow alleyway in the middle of the city. Roxas had no choice but to go forward, to ask about the townspeople about where he was, do you know anyone by the name of Sora, Naminé, Mickey, Axel, anyone. A good majority of them were very kind, but said there was nothing they could do for him. (Not to mention they also found his coat a little strange.)
He'd found a place to stay, some food had been offered, but today, there had been nothing to quell the steadily rising queasiness. He pinched the bridge of his nose or rubbed his temples as passersby either avoided him or offered a hug or a hand. "No, thank you, I'm fine," followed every offer. He's just feeling unwell. He's not supposed to be here. How would a hug or any of that even help him?
Hand pressed against a wall nearby a convenience store, Roxas holds his head and catches breath he didn't know he'd lost walking up the few porch steps.
He's definitely not going to make it for much longer. :(]