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"Lea??" Not one he knew yet, Isa didn't think, but a Lea in distress nonetheless. He ran to the man's side to see if he was- well, alive.

Now he’s imagining things. He’s imagining things, and pathetic, laying in the grass and dirt because there was nothing else he could do.

But that voice can’t possibly be here.

Isa’s not here, after all.

But there’s a shadow falling over him, even face down, he can see it. He closes his eyes and turns his head away.

“Go away Sora.” Or Riku. Or Kairi. Or - well, he supposes it could be any one of them who might care to bother him. Doesn’t matter. He doesn’t want to talk to anyone, and they’re all the same.

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“It didn’t work,” he said softly, voice just as hushed. “Nothing worked. I couldn’t help any of them. It was just me, surviving. Me, lucky.”

No great evils, after him, no heroes to die for. There had only been him, kept whole in the end. What did trying matter, if he didn’t get anywhere for it? Hadn’t helped Saïx. Hadn’t helped Isa. Had just pushed Roxas away.

“Even when I was dying for him, I…” he shakes his head.

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Dying for him. Isa’d heard such stories before, from Leas. Lived it himself; the cold, penetrating pain of a chakram’s point in his back, slipping between his ribs, the horrifying sight of the point poking from his chest. Isa understood that pain. He’d been a Nobody only a handful of weeks before his own Lea had ended that existence, but he understood.

“But you fought and struggled for them, against impossible odds. It was Xemnas’s fault, not yours.” Isa shook his head Lea. “What could you have done? You can’t take every ill of the world onto yourself as if you’re a god.” Hypocrite, Isa was, and he knew it. Sometimes it was easier to forgive your own flaws in another person.

“It’s not over yet, Lea. Not by a long shot.”

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"Lea??" Not one he knew yet, Isa didn't think, but a Lea in distress nonetheless. He ran to the man's side to see if he was- well, alive.

Now he’s imagining things. He’s imagining things, and pathetic, laying in the grass and dirt because there was nothing else he could do.

But that voice can’t possibly be here.

Isa’s not here, after all.

But there’s a shadow falling over him, even face down, he can see it. He closes his eyes and turns his head away.

“Go away Sora.” Or Riku. Or Kairi. Or - well, he supposes it could be any one of them who might care to bother him. Doesn’t matter. He doesn’t want to talk to anyone, and they’re all the same.

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The words of a stranger shouldn’t have helped - but then, was Isa, this unbelievable Isa, more a stranger than the faceless strangers that had tormented him with slanted versions of his own memories.

“How can I be gentler to myself when I haven’t done anything to fix it?”

His voice rises, anger and grief mixing, “I should have done something, anything else, instead of just - standing by and -”

Lea tightens his grip, holding on to him as if he were his last lifeline.

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“Did you really do nothing?” The question was soft, his voice soothing. He couldn’t believe for even a moment that Lea wouldn’t have struggled his hardest before he reached his point of no return. It wasn’t in Lea’s nature to just let go.

“You tried, didn’t you? Even then. Even if it didn’t get you where you wanted to be. You struggled to fix things the whole time, didn’t you?”

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"Lea??" Not one he knew yet, Isa didn't think, but a Lea in distress nonetheless. He ran to the man's side to see if he was- well, alive.

Now he’s imagining things. He’s imagining things, and pathetic, laying in the grass and dirt because there was nothing else he could do.

But that voice can’t possibly be here.

Isa’s not here, after all.

But there’s a shadow falling over him, even face down, he can see it. He closes his eyes and turns his head away.

“Go away Sora.” Or Riku. Or Kairi. Or - well, he supposes it could be any one of them who might care to bother him. Doesn’t matter. He doesn’t want to talk to anyone, and they’re all the same.

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The sight of those burns made him pause, stare. He swallowed, staring at them. Slowly his hand clenched around the one that still held his. He had the distinct feeling he’d stomped on some thing painful, and winced, looking away. “…sorry.” A small head shake. “…no?”

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“...Then be gentler to yourself.” Isa’s second hand came to cover Lea’s, enclosing it between both of his hands. “...People come...and they go. They make their own choices. And we... a true friend must respect them.

Even when it’s hard, or when you wish you could take their burden for them.” Each person had to shoulder the weight of their own choices. A friend could help, of course they could, but no one could pass that weight off onto the shoulders of another. Isa squeezed Lea’s hand gently, lowered his head to look up at him.

“...If you want to help them, then you have to keep looking forward. Not back.”

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"Lea??" Not one he knew yet, Isa didn't think, but a Lea in distress nonetheless. He ran to the man's side to see if he was- well, alive.

Now he’s imagining things. He’s imagining things, and pathetic, laying in the grass and dirt because there was nothing else he could do.

But that voice can’t possibly be here.

Isa’s not here, after all.

But there’s a shadow falling over him, even face down, he can see it. He closes his eyes and turns his head away.

“Go away Sora.” Or Riku. Or Kairi. Or - well, he supposes it could be any one of them who might care to bother him. Doesn’t matter. He doesn’t want to talk to anyone, and they’re all the same.

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Lea’s eyes flashed with anger, a temper he still hadn’t entirely tamed flaring. “What do you know?”

Listen to reason? What reason? They’d both been so caught up in their schemes and plans, he’d never once seen what was underneath them. Never seen Saïx sinking, let alone thought to hold out a hand. No. He’d walked away.

And that didn’t even begin to touch Roxas.

“Once, maybe. Twice? Three times? Four, apparently? What kind of friend let’s himself lose so many people?” It hadn’t been enough that Isa died once, no, he’d watched him disappear, become someone else, both of them so twisted it had come to a point where he didn’t even think it strange that Saix had killed him. Murdered him.

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Isa’s eyes fell to his hands, the free one turning palm up on his knee. Burns long since healed, scars from losing Lea for the last time, to match the one on his face from the first time.

“I know quite a lot,” he said softly. He glanced up, face carefully neutral but pain in the depths of his eyes.

“And if it were the other way around? Would you say I was a terrible friend?”

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"Lea??" Not one he knew yet, Isa didn't think, but a Lea in distress nonetheless. He ran to the man's side to see if he was- well, alive.

Now he’s imagining things. He’s imagining things, and pathetic, laying in the grass and dirt because there was nothing else he could do.

But that voice can’t possibly be here.

Isa’s not here, after all.

But there’s a shadow falling over him, even face down, he can see it. He closes his eyes and turns his head away.

“Go away Sora.” Or Riku. Or Kairi. Or - well, he supposes it could be any one of them who might care to bother him. Doesn’t matter. He doesn’t want to talk to anyone, and they’re all the same.

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“What’s that supposed to mean?” Half persistence in his deflection, half genuine confusion. Isa didn’t play word games - either he was telling the truth, or he was expecting Lea to pick up something he wasn’t understanding.

But deflection wasn’t possible and his lips twisted bitterly.

“You mean I saw what ditching him did to Saïx.”

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Isa gestured briefly; he would comeback to the Xion question later. Right now it wasn’t the most pressing concern, and Lea had just made it very clear what his distress was about.

“No. I mean what I said; Saix brought that fate down on himself thinking he could do everything alone, and being too stubborn to listen to reason or change his mind.” Isa was firm. He reached for Lea’s hand to squeeze it reassuringly if Lea would let him.

“Saix was an adult, and he made his own bed. You’re trying now. That’s enough.”

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"Lea??" Not one he knew yet, Isa didn't think, but a Lea in distress nonetheless. He ran to the man's side to see if he was- well, alive.

Now he’s imagining things. He’s imagining things, and pathetic, laying in the grass and dirt because there was nothing else he could do.

But that voice can’t possibly be here.

Isa’s not here, after all.

But there’s a shadow falling over him, even face down, he can see it. He closes his eyes and turns his head away.

“Go away Sora.” Or Riku. Or Kairi. Or - well, he supposes it could be any one of them who might care to bother him. Doesn’t matter. He doesn’t want to talk to anyone, and they’re all the same.

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There was a moment of wary silence before he spoke, “That’s the third time someone’s expected me to know who Xion is. I think I’d remember a Xion. It’s a nice name and all.”

Deflection, distraction, derailment. The three D’s of not letting anyone get you to reveal something you don’t want to know.

Even Isa - even a Isa, because it wasn’t his Isa. He’d failed his Isa and he’d probably never see him again. He didn’t want to talk about it.

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Nailed it. If Isa’d been wrong, Lea would have told him so, if only to gloat about it. Deflecting meant Isa’d hit the problem on the nose. Isa shook his head slowly, granting him another wry smile.

“You wouldn’t, actually. But nevermind that, then.” He removed his hand from Lea’s shoulder to present it palm-up between them, inviting and offering.

“It won’t hurt anything to talk to me. No one will ever know. You can’t do everything all on your own, Lea. You saw what trying did to Saix.”

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"Lea??" Not one he knew yet, Isa didn't think, but a Lea in distress nonetheless. He ran to the man's side to see if he was- well, alive.

Now he’s imagining things. He’s imagining things, and pathetic, laying in the grass and dirt because there was nothing else he could do.

But that voice can’t possibly be here.

Isa’s not here, after all.

But there’s a shadow falling over him, even face down, he can see it. He closes his eyes and turns his head away.

“Go away Sora.” Or Riku. Or Kairi. Or - well, he supposes it could be any one of them who might care to bother him. Doesn’t matter. He doesn’t want to talk to anyone, and they’re all the same.

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Damn. Just as perceptive as Isa too. His fingers clenched and released and his gaze skirted under Isa, never once meeting his eyes. Escape routes jumped out at him, paths that would take him under the city, over it, small hiding places someone as built as his captor would never be able to fit -

But he wasn’t caught. He wasn’t being held prisoner and this ghost of a stranger wasn’t here to torment him, even if the hand on his shoulder burned like an accusation.

He drew in a quick breath, released it slowly. His face was emotive now, needing nothing but the heart’s own mercuric beat to paint expression across his features. Which made his falsehoods that much more obvious, as he spread his lips into a faint, careless smile and shrugged. “I’m never at the end of my rope. Always keep an extra foot or two for spare use, see? Makes it nice and easy to avoid that,” he raised a hand, wriggling his fingers in almost mocking dance. “Confiding, thing.”

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Well, Lea was going to take a little work, then. That was fine. Isa was a patient man. Even the strongest wall would eventually crumble to ivy. Persistence was all it took. With Lea looking so distressed, it shouldn’t take much.

“Well. Let me guess then.” Isa kept his tone deliberately light, inviting, but without being flippant. “Your friends are in trouble; perhaps Roxas and Xion have gone home, or perhaps Isa is in Xehanort’s clutches. And you don’t know what to do.” He tilted his head, as if he wasn’t certain, though he was aware this was a common situation and strongly suspected he was right.

“Does that sum it up, or is there something more to it?”

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"Lea??" Not one he knew yet, Isa didn't think, but a Lea in distress nonetheless. He ran to the man's side to see if he was- well, alive.

Now he’s imagining things. He’s imagining things, and pathetic, laying in the grass and dirt because there was nothing else he could do.

But that voice can’t possibly be here.

Isa’s not here, after all.

But there’s a shadow falling over him, even face down, he can see it. He closes his eyes and turns his head away.

“Go away Sora.” Or Riku. Or Kairi. Or - well, he supposes it could be any one of them who might care to bother him. Doesn’t matter. He doesn’t want to talk to anyone, and they’re all the same.

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Lea scrubs a hand over his face, determined to stay calm, to stay something like poised, for this ghost. It was the least he could manage, and he’d probably fail at that too, but he had to try.

“What, me? I’m fine. I’m always fine.”

No, it was Roxas and Isa and Xion who weren’t fine. But him? Right as rain.

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Isa frowned softly. He had known Lea far too well, once, to be fooled by a show like that. It was a little maddening, sometimes, the lengths Leas would go to to keep their secrets sharp inside their own hearts.

“Don’t lie to me, Lea.” He reached out one hand, to squeeze Lea’s shoulder gently. “...You look like a man at the end of his rope. That’s the time to confide in your friends.”

Isa may never have met this one in particular before, but his friendship was on offer to all Leas.

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"Lea??" Not one he knew yet, Isa didn't think, but a Lea in distress nonetheless. He ran to the man's side to see if he was- well, alive.

Now he’s imagining things. He’s imagining things, and pathetic, laying in the grass and dirt because there was nothing else he could do.

But that voice can’t possibly be here.

Isa’s not here, after all.

But there’s a shadow falling over him, even face down, he can see it. He closes his eyes and turns his head away.

“Go away Sora.” Or Riku. Or Kairi. Or - well, he supposes it could be any one of them who might care to bother him. Doesn’t matter. He doesn’t want to talk to anyone, and they’re all the same.

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He stares, eyes wide as they look over every detail, every tiny change, the teal eyes - not the way they had been, something still seemed off - but so much more welcome than the gold eyes he’d stared at for so long.

Just the sight of him reminds him of everything those magicians had said.

“…Got it,” he answers quietly. Of course this - this, whoever he is, ghost, maybe? Doesn’t want Lea to ask. Probably can’t trust him to keep whatever he is a secret. “It’s nothing. Nothing to worry about or - anything. I didn’t see you. You can g-go, if that’s what you’re worried about.”

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Isa pursed his lips a bit; he’d said that only to spare Lea the confusion of explaining the unbelievable situation. Instead of accepting Lea’s offer, Isa sat down cross-legged on the grass in front of him, wrists on his knees and hands hanging loosely. The picture of casual, for Lea’s benefit.

“...I’m worried about you,” he said patiently. “So. Talk to me.”

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"Lea??" Not one he knew yet, Isa didn't think, but a Lea in distress nonetheless. He ran to the man's side to see if he was- well, alive.

Now he’s imagining things. He’s imagining things, and pathetic, laying in the grass and dirt because there was nothing else he could do.

But that voice can’t possibly be here.

Isa’s not here, after all.

But there’s a shadow falling over him, even face down, he can see it. He closes his eyes and turns his head away.

“Go away Sora.” Or Riku. Or Kairi. Or - well, he supposes it could be any one of them who might care to bother him. Doesn’t matter. He doesn’t want to talk to anyone, and they’re all the same.

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Lea’s a limp, pointless mess, refusing to help, but then, he’s also a tall, skinny stick of a man, easily lifted by someone with enough muscle.

And that voice isn’t light enough to be Sora’s, or Riku’s, let alone Kairi. He’s shoved into a sitting position, shoulders slumped, and it doesn’t take him long to see who’s there.

“I-Isa? But - no, you can’t be -”

Isa didn’t have blue eyes anymore.

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Not hurt at all, then. That was a relief. His eyebrows tugged up in concern as he gathered what Lea’s protestation meant. He gave the redhead a tight, sad smile. So that was why he’d just been laying on his face on the ground.

“I was never here,” he said, implying that Lea should just accept this and not worry about it later. “...Now tell me. What has you like this?”

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"Lea??" Not one he knew yet, Isa didn't think, but a Lea in distress nonetheless. He ran to the man's side to see if he was- well, alive.

Now he’s imagining things. He’s imagining things, and pathetic, laying in the grass and dirt because there was nothing else he could do.

But that voice can’t possibly be here.

Isa’s not here, after all.

But there’s a shadow falling over him, even face down, he can see it. He closes his eyes and turns his head away.

“Go away Sora.” Or Riku. Or Kairi. Or - well, he supposes it could be any one of them who might care to bother him. Doesn’t matter. He doesn’t want to talk to anyone, and they’re all the same.

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Well he was alive, anyway. And apparently not injured? Without asking, Isa looped his hands under Lea’s shoulders and pulled, intending to set him at least to sitting upright.

“Alright now, enough of that. Up you go,” he chided.

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“Just… a couple blocks away from here…” She straightened up, puffing, finally catching her breath. “A-and, I dunno, I didn’t count, but there - it looked like a whole litter of them…”

She shifted uncomfortably for a moment, wondering if the little guys were refugees, kind of like she was - but then she shook her head of the thought. “Can I show you where they are? I don’t know if we can do anything about them, but - it seems wrong to just leave them there…”

Psyche looked up, probably more distressed than the situation warranted, still rolling off the animal fear and abandonment left behind by the pups.

Oh no, she'd gotten all worked up. Isa didn't touch her, but instinctively he still held his hands out in a soothing gesture. From what he knew of her powers, the puppies themselves might have worked her all up.

"It's alright; a litter of puppies isn't the worst problem in the world to have." He was already thinking through who he could foist some puppies off on. Isa had already taken in stray children on four separate occasions, he could absolutely find something to do with puppies. Hope was enough dog for him, but perhaps one of the boys would like a puppy. Roxas had reclaimed his cat some time ago, but he also might like one, or the other Isa from that world might take one. And there were all sorts of refugees now who might like a dog to warn them about the Heartless. There were options, and until then Isa could look after them.

"We'll find them homes, one way or another. Show me where you found them," he agreed.

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“Isa!”

Psyche ran up to meet him in an offshoot of the main plaza of Radiant Garden; she stopped when she felt him, hands on her knees, huffing and puffing. She had a problem that only the quietest member of the Radiant Garden Restoration Committee could solve.

“Isa… there you are… I found - there’s, like, a bunch of puppies… but they’re just in - in a box” - wheeze, catch your breath, Psyche - “left out, completely on their own! I don’t know what to do, can you help?”

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Isa turned as soon as he heard his name, at first concerned that something was wrong. But Psyche didn't look too distressed, at least, so Isa didn't leap into action or anything. Then, when she said what was the matter, he blinked.

"...A...box of puppies??" Honestly, who would just abandon a box of puppies? Not enough people lived here yet, that sort of thing shouldn't be happening. Granted, Hope had also been a stray, but he didn't think Squall had found him intentionally abandoned.

"Where did you find them?" he asked with a concerned frown. "And-...how many puppies?"

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"Different worlds…" Sora found himself repeating Isa’s words. He guessed that was sort of true, it was Radiant Garden but at the same time it wasn’t. Hm… all this talk of alternate worlds and stuff was starting to make his head hurt. His shoulders slumped with a sigh, letting himself relax a little.

"Aw man I really wish this stuff was simpler." He whined, but at the same time he was relieved he wasn’t actually talking to Saix. Isa seemed much nicer, especially just the way he talked and acted. He probably wouldn’t admit it aloud, after all he didn’t exactly want to make Isa mad. His attention was caught back up to Isa when the other asked him to explain about his world and where he came from. The Keyblade wielder’s arms instinctively rested behind his head, his eyes looking up at the sky.

"Hm… well, in my world you’re a Nobody named Saix, and there’s this big bad Organization XIII that’s going around hurting people. Me, the King ‘n Riku, my friend, stopped ‘em once before but they came back again under some guy named Xehanort. We’re supposed to stop him from forming some Keyblade war, but right now everyone’s training up for it." He shrugged a little, "I dunno if that makes much sense." He wasn’t sure if there were Nobodies and stuff like that in this timeline… World… whatever.

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It was as Isa suspected. It seemed like it was far more common for Isa to have joined the Organization than for him not to have. Isa shrugged sympathetically at Sora's dejection.

"It does take some getting used to," he admitted. "This...timeline overlap only started occurring a few years ago for us. But it sounds like you're behind us. Xehanort...isn't an issue anymore here." There was a brief pause, but Isa didn't dwell on it and quickly moved on. "Otherwise I believe it's more or less the same here. But...tell me. Is there a red-headed man named Lea in your world? Or a boy by the name of Roxas?" Hopefully, Sora wouldn't find the question too far out of left field, but Isa couldn't help but ask it.

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[all] quirks my muse habitually has.

Writers, bold all of your character’s regular truths.

1. Smoking: the action or habit of inhaling and exhaling the smoke of tobacco or a drug. 2. Binge drinking: the consumption of an excessive amount of alcohol in a short period of time. 3. Drug abuse: the habitual taking of illegal drugs. 4. Nail biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension. 5. Lip biting: a common body language sign of anxiety/tension. 6. Night Owl: a person who is habitually active or wakeful at night. 7. Early bird: a person who rises, arrives, or acts before the usual or expected time. 8. Negative attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with criticism and pessimism. 9. Positive attitudes: a philosophy of approaching life with optimism and confidence. 10. Swearing: the use of offensive language. 11. Superstitious: an irrational belief that an object, action, or circumstance not logically related to a course of events influences its outcome. 12. Inspecting fingernails: a common body language sign of boredom. 13. Scratching your neck: a common body language sign of uncertainty. 14. Foot and finger tapping: a common body language sign of stress/impatience. 15. Nose touch: a subtle body language sign of deceit. 16. Flipping hair: a common body language sign of craving attention. 17. Twirling hair: a common body language sign of flirtation. 18. Cracking knuckles: a common body language sign of readiness. 19. Hands behind back: a common body language sign of confidence. 20. Finger pointing: a common body language sign of authority. 21. Hands on hips: a common body language sign of readiness. 22: Hands in pockets: a common body language sign of mistrust/reluctance. 23. Frequent touch: a common body language sign of warmth/familiarity. 24. Throat-clearing: a common body language sign of rejection/doubt. 25: Jaw-clenching: a common body language sign of hostility. 26: Eye-rolling: a common body language sign of irritation. 27: Head-tilt: a common body language sign of interest. 28. Whistling: to emit high-pitched sound by forcing breath through a small hole between one’s lips or teeth; usually to a tune. 29. Humming: make a low, steady continuous sound like that of a bee; usually to a tune. 30. Perfectionism: refusal to accept any standard short of perfection. 31. Photographic memory: the ability to remember information or visual images in great detail. 32. Paranoia: a mental condition characterized by delusions of persecution, unwarranted jealousy, or exaggerated self-importance, typically worked into an organized system. 33. Exaggeration: a statement that represents something as better or worse than it really is. 34: Intuitive: using or based on what one feels to be true even without conscious reasoning; instinctive. 35: Quick-witted: showing or characterized by an ability to think or respond quickly and effectively. 36: Interrupting: breaking the continuity of a conversation with one’s own statements. 37: Doodling: to scribble or make rough drawings, absent-mindedly. 38: Irritable: having or showing a tendency to be easily annoyed. 39: Gambling: to play games of chance for money; bet. 40: Travel-sick: suffering from nausea caused by the motion of a moving vehicle, boat, or aircraft. 41: Sensitive: having or displaying a quick and delicate appreciation of others’ feelings. 42: Melancholy: a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause. 43: Chewing gum: the exercise of chewing flavoured gum which is not intended for swallowing. 44: Fidgeting: to make small movements, especially of the hands and feet, through nervousness or impatience. 45: Skeptical: not easily convinced; having doubts or reservations. 46: Neat-freak: compulsively obsessed with cleanliness. 47: Gossiping: divulging personal information about others. 48: Prim: feeling or showing disapproval of anything regarded as improper; stiffly correct. 49: Abbreviating: Giving others nicknames/shortening names/giving pet names. 50: Having a catchphrase: having a sentence or phrase typically associated with a specific person.

#ooc #headcanon #oooooh fun~

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"N-not the Radiant Garden I know?!" Sora repeated loudly, his face twisting into near shock. How’d he end up way out here then?! He could’ve sworn he took a left when he was supposed to take a left… maybe he had accidentally taken a right back when that Heartless swarm attacked the Gummi Ship?? Hm… Now that he really thought about it maybe he accidentally got thrown into some weird space time thingie. Wakka had sometimes mentioned those weird sci-fi stories a little while back on the Islands, but Sora hadn’t really believe them.

How wrong had he been back then.

"That’s… really confusing." He scratched the side of his head, trying to really grasp that fact. Still, he guessed he could be glad that this guy and Saix were two different people. He’d rather not wail on some unsuspecting guy after all.

"Well, Isa, I’m Sora!" He jabbed a thumb back at himself, "I think I get it… if you’re with the Restoration Committee then you know my friends, Leon, Yuffie, Cid and Aerith right? And if they’re your friends, you’re my friend too!" He couldn’t hide the grin on his face. If Isa was nice enough to explain a little what was going on, then he definitely wasn’t Saix. Somehow he would just have a feeling that if he was like Saix he would’ve told him he kidnapped Kairi again or some other bologna.

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Isa laughed lightly, setting his hand back on his hip.

"It is, I know." It had taken Isa forever to get used to the idea, too, and he hadn't really fully internalized it until he'd had a few run-ins with himself. "You get used to the idea after awhile. Just like different worlds, right?" And Isa nodded in answer. "It's nice to meet you, Sora." Just because Isa knew of him didn't mean this Sora wasn't a whole new person. Isa shifted again to cross his arms loosely over his chest.

"So. Tell me a bit about where and when you come from. I take it it's one of those worlds where mine isn't the friendliest of faces," he said wryly.

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