This was not New York. In fact, it wasn't anywhere Claire knew - it definitely didn't feel or even look like a normal place. Claire stood up, glancing around, taking in her surroundings - no Nathan, no Peter, no Angela, no one she even knew. She frowned when she heard a voice. It was a young boy's, and it sounded about as confused as Claire was.
"Hello?" she called back, looking around the area for the source of the voice.
Roxas turned towards the voice. "Naminé?" When he saw who it was, he frowned slightly. It wasn't anyone he knew, and that aggravated him a bit. She was a few rows down from him, and looked about as confused as he felt and probably looked, but she didn't look unfriendly.
She looked up, frowning. Claire crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow at the boy. He looked just a couple years younger than she was, but obviously he thought he knew her. He'd called her Naminé... whoever that was. Claire shook her head, still looking up at the boy.
"No, my name is Claire. You wouldn't happen to know where we are, would you?"
He shook his head. "No. I just woke up here... It doesn't look like where I'm from at all... We don't have a place like this in Twilight Town." He sighed and started climbing down, not really thinking that maybe he should take the rows. At this point he could have cared less though.
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"Hello?" she called back, looking around the area for the source of the voice.
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"You're not Naminé..."
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"No, my name is Claire. You wouldn't happen to know where we are, would you?"
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