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[theotherpromise]

[The camera is a little clumsy. There's a swipe of movement on the screen, some fumbling before Roxas gets a firm grip on the thing out in front of him.

He's hunched against a wall, his temple braced against his folded arm. He's breathing hard, and he looks pale and so weak. Wherever he is, there's enough sunlight to make out his form and face, but it's dark enough that no one on the streets would likely have a clear view of him.

He blinks hard and swallows. Breathlessly,]

I need help.

[It's likely fourth stage he's feeling right about now.]

Comments

[hamburgerhero]

I'll be right there. Hang on Man. It's going to be okay.

_{[He starts on his way to district three, talking on the way.]}

I'm America by the way, from Earth. What's your name?

[theotherpromise]

Roxas. [From Sora, who is actually a boy and not a planet. He doesn't really have a home. But he's not going to say that.]

Um. Thanks. [For helping him.]

[hamburgerhero]

No big deal. A guy oughta help his fellow man out.

_{[He tries to make casual conversation as he hurries there. Best to make sure Roxas is still awake as well.]}

So Roxas... What do you think of this city so far?

[theotherpromise]

[Good plan. He might pass out any second, to be honest, and talking might at least keep him a little more conscious.]

I can't believe any of this is real. [He honestly couldn't, before this happened.] It's weird. All of it is. I just need to find a way to get back.