[ Roxas pauses a moment to look her hooded form over with a contemplative expression on his face. While he personally didn't care what she looked like, he'd easily admit that both of them did have some bad memories attached to that specific look. Honestly, he had some bad memories attached to the Organization Cloak she wore too... though to that garment's defense, it was also just what they wore almost the entire time they knew each other. So it at least had some good memories attached as well.
That just left him wondering how they'd go about getting back her body, the body that had hands like his. Hands that in other worlds, he'd held and felt on his face, shoulders... or in the case of that hotel, other places best left unspoken of. Her face was special to him too; just because there was something that just made some part of him seem to flutter when she smiled.
Finally, inspiration struck him like a forked bolt of lightning; reminding him of two different things that just might provide a key. In so many stories, a kiss from a princess would turn an enchanted creature into a prince... or whatever their original form was. Her doll form was kind of like an enchanted creature, though he considered himself most definitely not a princess... not really even a prince. Really, he thought the idea of a knight sounded better and cooler, so if his hunch was going to be tested, that would have to do. ]
Hey Xion? Could you do me a favor? Take off your hood and come closer to me.
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[ Roxas pauses a moment to look her hooded form over with a contemplative expression on his face. While he personally didn't care what she looked like, he'd easily admit that both of them did have some bad memories attached to that specific look. Honestly, he had some bad memories attached to the Organization Cloak she wore too... though to that garment's defense, it was also just what they wore almost the entire time they knew each other. So it at least had some good memories attached as well.
That just left him wondering how they'd go about getting back her body, the body that had hands like his. Hands that in other worlds, he'd held and felt on his face, shoulders... or in the case of that hotel, other places best left unspoken of. Her face was special to him too; just because there was something that just made some part of him seem to flutter when she smiled.
Finally, inspiration struck him like a forked bolt of lightning; reminding him of two different things that just might provide a key. In so many stories, a kiss from a princess would turn an enchanted creature into a prince... or whatever their original form was. Her doll form was kind of like an enchanted creature, though he considered himself most definitely not a princess... not really even a prince. Really, he thought the idea of a knight sounded better and cooler, so if his hunch was going to be tested, that would have to do. ]
Hey Xion? Could you do me a favor? Take off your hood and come closer to me.