Sora's eyes softened as his gaze went down to the ground, the brunet feeling shame. How could I have been so stupid and selfish? Riku was right; I need to grow up. "Sorry about that," he said softly, genuinely regretful. Looking back now, he would do anything to take back his actions and the harsh words. He didn't care about memories that much anymore. What he really cared about was saving the friendship he had with Riku. If it wasn't already too late to do that.
After that, they'll go to the final floor. Sora can possibly go along to recover the last of his memories but then Riku and Roxas come in shortly...
Sora summoned the blade away once he was fully upright, turning his attention to Roxas. "I'll survive," he said simply. He was tired and upset and he just wanted to go home, but there was more that needed to be done here. He had some wrongs he needed to make right. "Are you?" he looked at Roxas and then turned his gaze to Riku, clearly being more concerned about Riku for obvious reasons.
I could tell. xD Yeah, there's still more we gotta do here. ;3 First, though, we'll have a conversation with Sora and Riku, showing that Sora is...
Sora gripped the Keyblade with one hand and then started to get up slowly, careful not to hurt himself all over again. This only reminded him why he hated Berserkers; with their large weapons and strength, it didn't take much for them to get the upper hand in battle. And that was what had happened to him. He was fortunate that Roxas and Riku showed up. If they hadn't...well, he didn't want to think about that.
Don't worry hun; that's supposed to happen later. xD
Sora's furrowed eyebrows returned to their normal place as he felt a coolness pouring over him, the aches fading to almost nothing. Strength returned to him almost instantaneously, giving him the feeling that he could actually stand up again. He released a breath and looked up, opening his eyes and seeing Riku and Roxas a bit in front of him. He didn't know what to say to them...but before they could have a conversation, it would be better for him to get up off the ground.
Alrighty. (:
Sora released his tight grip on the Keyblade and brought up his right arm, turning his head slightly as he wiped his forehead on his sleeve. His face was covered in sweat, probably as a combination of the memory and the fighting he had done recently. He had never cured himself from either the Berserker's strong swing or the fight with Riku. He couldn't, since he didn't have enough magic left. He exhaled a hard breath through his nose, wrapping his right arm around his stomach again as he lowered his ehad.
Okay, I'll be checking in. Tomorrow I'll either be on around noon or sometime later in the afternoon if I'm out with friends.
Sora got one knee off the ground, depending heavily on his grip on the Keyblade to keep him upright. However, he felt his foot slip out from underneath him, so he fell back to his knees. Hard. He released his stomach and gripped the hilt of the Keyblade with both hands to keep himself from falling forward, a groan leaving his lips as a result of weakness and pain.
Again with good timing. xD Gotta love it. So, do you have any idea when you'll be able to make it on again?
Sora looked down at the ground, seeing something sitting there. His Keyblade. He switched arms, pulling his left one around his waist as his right hand reached for the weapon. He used what little energy he had left to stab it into the ground, the brunet planning on using it to help him rise to his feet.
Aww, alright. I'll probably be busy with some stuff coming up anyway with graduating and such. At least for the next few days, anyway.
Sora winced, tightening the arm he had wrapped around his waist in pain. Yeah, those Berserkers were strong. Speaking of which...He looked up and saw Riku and Roxas fighting two large Nobodies. Apparently the third one was gone, since he wasn't anywhere to be found. Sora let out a soft grunt and pushed himself back onto his knees, his arm still wrapped around him.
Aww, friends. Dx Well, when do you think you'll be back?
In the memory, Sora promised Namine that he would be safe and then they were off to the next floor. That was the end of what had occurred in this room. He winced and forced his eyes open, a heavy breath leaving him as his vision and hearing began to return.
Okie dokie! See you soon.
There was a short discussion that followed the laughter, things taking on a more serious tone. Marluxia was up ahead, so Sora and his friends agreed that Namine should stay behind and they would come back for her when it was safe. He even requested that Namine say with Riku for him. That gesture impacted him hard, making him groan aloud. Even if that wasn't really Riku, he still wanted it taken care of. Why didn't he treat the real Riku that well?
Fearless- Taylor Swift
