Who: Sora, Roxas, Master Terranort
When: Thursday evening, after siren
Where: West Sector 4
Summmary: Out on patrol, Roxas and Sora meet a terrible fate.
Warnings: Fighty violence.
[Patrolling with Sora isn't as bad as he thought it would be. And Roxas had expected it to be pretty bad.
Maybe that was overly pessimistic of him. After all, they'd had a lengthy spar that came complete with conversation, and it had gone about as well as anyone could expect. Still plenty awkward, for sure, but at least they had been able to talk, which was more than could be said about them the first time Sora had been new to Siren's Port.
When Sora had asked him to patrol together, he hadn't been able to come up with a reason why not. And it's not that bad, even though there's less fighting to distract them, darkness monsters aside. There hasn't been a lot of talking, but it's because they're focused on looking out for any sign of Xehanort.
Along with dispatching whatever nasty thing comes their way. Roxas slices through the latest shambling mutation before straightening up and pushing his hood back a little so Sora can see his face.]
I'm getting really sick of fighting these things and finding no sign of Xehanort. What's he doing all this time?