The Lost Boy// [Roxas]

[auron]

Luca was a fairly big city, and in some places it was a downright labyrinth of pathways and alleys. Getting lost here was an easy task, and as such Auron expected he wouldn't be found here. He needed a place to think about things for a little while. A lot had happened in the past few days. He had come back to life. Yuna and Tidus were going to set off on another adventure. And he was unsure whether or not to accompany them one last time as Yuna's guardian.

He knew he would be leaving Luca soon, that much was clear. But if it would be with Yuna, or with someone else, he had no idea. Auron leaned against a wall, his great sword leaning next to him, thinking quietly about his options. A sound drew his attention out of his introspection and towards a crossroads. It seemed someone else was lost in Luca; a newcomer to the city, probably. He would help if he could. "You look lost," Auron commented as a young boy with spiked hair wandered into view...

[Roxas]

Luca was a huge city, it was far different from any city Roxas had seen before- far larger than Twilight Town to say the lest. Wandering around for what seemed like hours, the blond haired Nobody was completely and utterly lost. The boy sighed as he rubbed the back of his neck, feeling annoyed that he wasn't getting anywhere. "How big is this place?" He growled frustrated as he kicked a nearby pebble before scanning around the premises.

"You look lost"

Roxas nearly jumped out of his skin- not noticing the man's presence until he spoke. Turning to the man with the odd garb, he sighed heavily feeling miserable about his situation. "Yeah... you can say that." He looked up at the tall man as he crossed his arms in a very familiar fashion- stupid habits... "You look- familiar..." Shaking his head lightly he shrugged it off, "Must be my imagination..." He looked at Auron with bright blue eyes as he spoke up again. "Do you mind telling me where I am? I don't even know the name of the city I'm in..." In truth Roxas didn't care- he just wanted to be less lost! "I'm kinda new here..."

[auron]

That wasn't too surprising. A lot of people had been appearing here with no idea where they were or how they had gotten here. Poor kid. Being lost was never a good feeling, especially if you had no idea where you were, not even a name for it. "Luca is a large city. I'm not surprised to see anyone lost here," Auron replied, gripping his sword and leaning it against his shoulder. He strode calmly past the young blond, giving a gesture with his head to follow.

"Come. There is an information center in the town square," He spoke, not waiting for a reply from the boy, but keeping a steady pace. His stance indicated readiness, but it held no air of a threat. His tone was also fairly casual, though still with the same seriousness he treated most things. "What's your name?"

((Blah, that ended weird))

[Roxas]

Roxas stared at the odd man before he mentally shoke his head. Why was he suddenly getting a nostalgic feeling from this guys? Was he someone that his other knew? Just thinking that his memories were melding with Sora's made him cringe. Like the two needed more things to be similar as... "Luca is a large city. I'm not surprised to see anyone lost here," "Yeah. I can see that now. This city's bigger than the wor- er places I've seen in my lifetime." Biting his tongue from saying anything that sounded too weird. Worlds was definitely one of them.


"Come. There is an information center in the town square," Roxas frowned but said nothing, already watching the man walk ahead, wasting no time. Following his pace, Roxas rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. Why couldn't the guy just tell him what he needed to know now? "What's your name?" "Oh? It's Roxas." Glancing up at the man he couldn't read any expression on him. "What's yours?"

[auron]

"Auron," Auron replied simply, giving a nod of his head. Judging from the cloak, he was one of the people that kid he'd met in that -other- afterlife had been looking for. Organization XIII or something like that. Of course, things changed; he'd been able to finally reach the Farplanes after that escapade was finished. How anyone could interfere with a Sending was beyond him, however.

"I noticed you're wearing an Organization XIII cloak. I take it you were one of them at some point?" Auron asked, continuing his pace. He was curious, nothing more; he had no quarrel with Organization XIII, much less a young member.