Roxas sank into a sitting position in the sand, his legs loosely crossed in front of him instead of curling into his usual ball. "Sometimes though," he laid aside the gunblade. "It's kinda hard when your weapon's been a part of you for so long. Just another step I have to take, I guess."
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Date: 2009-04-27 06:03 am (UTC)