[This is no time for Roxas to just sit around and enjoy the merriment. Waking up was unexpected, although not unsurprising...except for the part that he wasn't viewing everything through Sora's eyes. No connection, no nothing. The unfamiliar setting aside, the Nobody's immediate reaction was to try to get some answers from the strangers around him. Drabwurld, something about the locket shoved into his pocket, blah blah blah-- no information that he truly cared about at that moment. How was any of this happening? Where was Sora?
If this was another hoax like DiZ's Twilight Town, he would be sure to whack the heck out of whoever decided to mess with him this time. To Hades' place and back, if he had to.
But now, it's time for recon, which is why Roxas has been pacing the hallways as well. More like jogging around, but none of the fae have troubled themselves to stop him. Names echo off the walls, "Sora? Kairi? Where are you guys? ...Namine? Hey, have you seen--?"...with no luck. Even when he enters the quad, Roxas barely gives his surroundings any thought because his attention catches on Thranduil as another target to question:]
Uh, excuse me? Have you seen a guy around about my height? Spiky brown hair and big yellow shoes?
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If this was another hoax like DiZ's Twilight Town, he would be sure to whack the heck out of whoever decided to mess with him this time. To Hades' place and back, if he had to.
But now, it's time for recon, which is why Roxas has been pacing the hallways as well. More like jogging around, but none of the fae have troubled themselves to stop him. Names echo off the walls, "Sora? Kairi? Where are you guys? ...Namine? Hey, have you seen--?"...with no luck. Even when he enters the quad, Roxas barely gives his surroundings any thought because his attention catches on Thranduil as another target to question:]
Uh, excuse me? Have you seen a guy around about my height? Spiky brown hair and big yellow shoes?