Day 32: Sun Room (2nd shift)

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After the couple glasses of water Leon managed to gulp down during breakfast, the mage felt immensely better. He was still a bit tired, but that was nothing a little lounging on one of the sofas wouldn't cure. Stretching his arms above his head, he couldn't help but wish he'd had the chance to grab one of his new doctor's coats before leaving his room that morning. Maybe they would have let him get away with wearing it. Maybe.

He grabbed an empty sofa, pulling out the journal he tried to keep on him at all times. It was nearly complete now. Just a couple more pages to go. It might not improve his spellcasting that much, but any improvement was better than none. It was getting to where it might be too dangerous for him to use spells at all, if it left him so worn out without even finishing a monster off.

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Demyx decided not to read an insult into Zexion's statement as to how he'd never doubted that Demyx had been destroyed, even though he suspected one had been intended. He'd never impressed any of the Organization with his combat skills, really; his losing to the Keyblade Master probably hadn't come as a surprise to anyone. "Yeah, I guess you would," he acknowledged. "Sorry."

As to how Sora and Roxas had become whole again... "Good question." He lifted one shoulder in a helpless shrug. "I don't think even Xemnas knew. And since the Keyblade Master didn't even remember Roxas, it's not like we could really ask him about it - heck, whenever we mentioned Roxas to him he acted like we were talking nonsense. I dunno how much good it would do us to know, anyway, though; I mean, I always figured Nobodies who had living others were special cases, so it's not like what worked for Roxas would apply to any of us. Our others are..." He waved a hand vaguely.

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"Gone," Zexion finished, "or otherwise inaccessible." He folded his hands into his lap. The Roxas-Sora conundrum was just another mystery to add to his plate, though not a top priority given the circumstances.

After a moment of silence, the Cloaked Schemer spoke up again. "It seems that many important events occurred after my death. How much happened between our respective demises?"

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"Uh..." Demyx ran a hand haphazardly through his hair. "A lot...? I'm probably not the best person to tell you all of it; it's not like anyone really kept me well-informed. Roxas left the Organization...I don't remember if you were around still when that happened or not...but I'm pretty sure it wasn't until after Castle Oblivion that Axel left to find him. Technically we were ordered to kill him when we couldn't get him to come back; I think Xemnas said that the old guy, Ansem, was hiding Roxas, so we'd only just found him when he joined with his other. And since his other didn't even remember Roxas at all, we couldn't really convince him to come back. Axel didn't like that, though, so he left...they called him a traitor." Demyx laughed, a bit bitterly for him. "It wasn't too long after that Xemnas sent me after Roxas' other, and I lost."

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Zexion listened to every word carefully, though a select few stuck out. "Ansem? Surely he couldn't have escaped...?" Well, that was interesting, knowing his old mentor somehow made it out of his exile. And naturally he would work against the Organization, whose original six members betrayed him.

The Nobody gave a bitter laugh of his own, practically scoffing at Demyx's mention of Axel. "Only after he left did they called him a traitor? Well, it certainly took them awhile to figure that one out. I would have thought that it would be figured out sooner, though I shouldn't have expected as much from the surviving members."

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"All I know is what the Superior told us," Demyx replied with a slight shrug. "I don't know why he'd mess with Roxas, either, except I guess to make things difficult for us. I don't even really know what he did; Axel was the one who found Roxas, and he didn't really tell me anything about it."

He eyed Zexion sidelong, somewhat uneasily. Zexion didn't really have much of a good opinion of anyone, as a rule, but he sounded particularly hostile about Axel right now...someone Demyx had always been friends with. "I dunno," he mumbled. "I mean, I always thought he was loyal enough, and that he just didn't want to have to hurt Roxas..."