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[key_illusion]

[All you can hear is the sound of static.]

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[nukeoleptic]

I wish you'd stop calling yourself that.

[ She sniffles again, clearly unhappy with this cold. ]

But we'll go in the morning, okay? Early. Hopefully this won't have worn off by then.

[key_illusion]

[??? doesn't comment on that first part even though he has no clue what else he could call himself...since he IS made out of data. Normally.]

So you're going to make me go late night shopping? Fine. [He's teasing mostly despite the off-put tone he's using.]

[nukeoleptic]

There are shops in the district! You could go in the morning, it's not like I'm making you go far.

[ She grins a little bit, rubbing the back of her head. ]

What else have you never done?

[key_illusion]

[Sob, such a vague question.]

Uhh...a lot of things? I don't really get out much. [And he usually prefers it that way.]

[nukeoleptic]

Is there anything you've wanted to do?

[key_illusion]

...No, not really. [Even that's a complicated question mostly because Roxas has wants that were never fulfilled, but he doesn't feel the need to want anything.]

[nukeoleptic]

[ Jade fidgets, then, considering him, before pushing the plate back at him. ]

We'll think of things.

[key_illusion]

[Welp, he killed that conversation pretty quickly that he almost feels guilty. Taking the plate, he ends up seating it down again before getting up.]

I'm sure we will. Anyways, hold on. Gotta go get something. [He'll just...escape to his room for a second to retrieve his ultimate weapon.]

[nukeoleptic]

[ And she'll just watch after him, a little confused as he absconds. ]

[key_illusion]

[And he's back...but there's something behind his back that he's not showing.]

Hey, close your eyes for a sec'.

[nukeoleptic]

[ Her eyebrows go up in surprise, but she nods and acquiesces, squeezing her eyes shut. ]

What is it?

[key_illusion]

[He's going to take a seat as she does, pulling out his gift for her from a bag, and placing them in her hand.]

Just something for your assumed-birthday.

[nukeoleptic]

-- oh my god.

[ That actually catches her by surprise; her face lights up, clearly delighted. ]

Sunny, these are perfect.

[key_illusion]

Heh, I'm glad you like them. [Because he's never going into another accessories store.]

[nukeoleptic]

Did I tell you I love this color, or did you guess?

[ She can't.. remember.. she tells so many people so many things. But she's already sliding them into her hair. ]

[key_illusion]

[...He totally got lucky with this considering how he was in and out of the shop as quickly as possible with Roxas hunting him down.]

It was a complete guess. [Or more like he tried to pick out the most flowery-looking ones.]

[nukeoleptic]

[ She sniffles again, touching her hand to her mouth as if she's afraid she's going to sneeze, before she smiles widely at him. ]

You're a good guesser. But- ummm, I think I need to go rest for a while. We can go in the morning?

[key_illusion]

[??? smiles right back, although a bit playful.] Sure, that works for me. Need an escort back in case you pass out or can you handle yourself?

[nukeoleptic]

[ She sniffles pitifully at him. ]

Think you could carry me?

[ -- she is not actually asking him to carry her, that would be mortifying. ]

[key_illusion]

[Now that gets a laugh, but he moves to stand.]

Don't know, but we can test it. I could give you a piggy-back ride if that won't work.

[He's joking around too except the last offer is more genuine.]

[nukeoleptic]

[ She fixes him a sleepy look. ]

You really would, wouldn't you?

[key_illusion]

I'm offering, aren't I? [She also feed him, so it's all good.] It also helps that I'm in a good mood.

[Because they're sort of rare.] So, what do you wanna do?

[nukeoleptic]

I think this might be the only time I get a chance for a real piggyback ride.

[ She sniffles again, before coughing hard into her elbow. ]

[key_illusion]

Alright, can do. [Such a sickie but that doesn't deter him from pulling up his hood and kneeling down with his back turned towards her.

He's really looking forward to pretzels later.]

no oh my god i can't handle this

[nukeoleptic]

[ SHE WILL MAKE HIM DELICIOUS PRETZELS HONESTLY ;; She leans into him, though, climbing carefully onto his back, arms around his neck. ]

If I'm too heavy, it's okay.