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“T-Bone fell asleep and woke up way too late to say hi to too many people.”
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Someone’s very absorbed in the collage they’re making out of broken glass and bits of rock.
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“It’s not that I’m picky, I’m just only compatible with a few select personalities.”
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“Wake me up when the war ends. I want no part in it thank you.”
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“Where did all these jerks come from!?”
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“Then why not let me help you, hm? Teach you a thing or two about magic and ‘keyblade stuff’. I’m no expert, but I am old and have seen much.”
A few pats before he points to the Goomy on screen.
“As you play with her, doesn’t her chance of surviving hits and shaking status afflictions rise? It’s like that with Keyblades. Except your heart is what provides affection and without you knowing it.”

“I’m the one who needs to learn, not them. They don’t deserve to hurt over me. It’s not fair.”
His keys were taking such good care of him. Trying to help him in their own ways, staying with him through thick and thin. They deserved a better bearer.
“I’m no good at magic or keyblade stuff. All I know is how to swing them.”
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“Hurt is a lesson for weapon and wielder. Hurt can be an excellent teacher if the cause is correct.”
He’s seen too much hurt caused by incorrect means. Hurt that lead to lost hearts and worlds.
“And really, if you aren’t using them right, that means there’s room for improvement and growth.”

“But if I used them right they wouldn’t have to feel that way.”
He was a shoddy wielder. Not able to bring out the weapon’s potential. An excellent melee wielder but what was the point of having such wondorous weapons if he only knew how to swing them like a sword.
“Hurt is still hurt.”
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Sits next to alternate.
Piles a bunch of wooden blocks, socks, and bits of china mugs on him.
Then inhales and screams like a banshee.
✖ He’s just going to curl up under a tree and wrap his cloak around himself, closing his eyes.
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It’s almost amusing how emotional he gets.
“I said it’s not physical. It’s mental and emotional. It’s a feel that we aren’t doing well enough to protect and serve when you the wielder face a strong enemy and have difficulty taking them down.”

Processing…

And the blond is now letting out a low, anxious whine. Summoning his keys only to hug them. He’s going to cry now, upset that he may have hurt them.
“I’m sorry! I didn’t mean it!”
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“... You know... Sometimes Keyblades hurt when used in battle. Though it’s not so much physical as a mental and emotional pain. Derived from a feeling we’re letting our wielders down.”

“Yeah, but I don’t want her to get hurt.”
What would he do if his lovable goop monster fainted? He’d feel terrible that’s what.
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At the sound of his preferred name T-Bone perked up, hopping in place with giddy childish laughter. Yes. Yes he very much enjoyed hearing the blonde say his preferred name.
“It’s nice to meet Roxie too! Roxie is T-Bone’s favorite! Roxie slept and slept and T-Bone missed him while he was two in one in Sorie!”
Something seemed amiss but Roxas was Roxas and the blade would listen to what he said like a small child listening to an older sibling. He did, after all, consider himself more like Roxas than Sora.

Upon (listening) to ‘T-Bone’ rant, Roxas saw it was BETTER to go along with the IMMATURE blade. Though EVERY (sore) spot of his would probably be poked at soon enough by the other. He STILL didn’t understand much, either.
“”….I see.. Well… Nice to meet you, T-Bone.”” The blond BLINKS owlishly, (suddenly) a bit t i m i d, bright eyes lowering to the ground.
Did this weapon LOVE Sora (more) by any chance ??
– - - —Probably.
#etevanidum#{totally fine I figured you did x3}#{T Bone just hasn't had any exposure to alternates yet}#{except for his one sided screaming match with an alternate of himself lol}#{I wish I hadn't been on mobile during that time}#{he's decided he's latching onto your Rox though oop}
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“Doesn’t she need to fight to get stronger though?” That’s usually what battles in games did. Though he supposed in reality battles didn’t always make one stronger.
He does take the game though and smiles as the slime dragon demands he make funny faces back at it.

“She doesn’t fetch but she can bounce yarn on her head and fight other pokemon. I don’t really like the battles though so I just pet her lots.”
He’s happy to show Aubade the game, even let him play awhile if he wants.
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“Oh? So it’s like having a pet but less messy? Ingenious! What else can Goomy do? Can it play fetch?”
He’s not very tech suave, but he is willing to learn. For the sake of those wielders that catch his interest.

“This is a goomy! See look you can pet it and feed it!”
He’s referring of course to the specific pokemon on the screen. So far amie is his favourite thing about the game.
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“Saaay, that one looks cute. What’s that one?” Someone should not be allowed to try to understand what the cool kids like.

If anyone needs him he’s stolen the mun’s handheld console and is playing pokemon.
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“Mm.”
So many well known and beloved faces, yet here he is. A blade known by few and only wielded by two for a brief moment of time.
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“I broke lots of things. I’m gonna make pretty art out of the broken things.”
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“Loving a blade will only hurt the human foolish enough to think any good comes out of kissing a weapon.”
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