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Jema'grethy: Memory Cave

Passengers see a vision, an instance of someone's life, before just as suddenly - they find themselves inside a cave. It is light, a strange moss glowing on the walls and ceiling illuminates the cave nicely, and it is large enough for them to pace around in without trouble.

They're not alone. In the cave with them is another voidtrecker; maybe someone they know well, or maybe someone they've only seen in the aisles of the train. But they are together in this cave, and they will come to find out that it was one of their memories that the other witnessed. And them, one of yours.

The cave has no exit, at least not yet. They know that it will, eventually. When the time is right.

But for that time to come, they first must talk...

(OOC: Memories can be written either in this post or over here)

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"But.... they could shop up in the train again... so... shouldn't I know?"

He nods. "That's why I'm telling you all this. So you know the truth and nobody can confuse you anymore, for any reason." He takes her hand, for a moment gripping a bit too tight as the action reminds him of the last time he did this back in their world. "I just want us all to be happy again. Wherever we are. If we're together... that's all that matters."

She didn't know what it would be like to not be confused.

"Then... can you explain it?" she asked. But she nodded, wanting them to all be together. Forever.

Roxas sighs and looks down, trying to figure out how to keep things simple when they very much weren't. "I guess the easiest way is to say that Ansem needed Sora. Because Sora's special. And he didn't want to believe we were people because that would make it easier for us to go away. He realized he was wrong later. That's why he helped bring me back..."

"Ansem... the one who was on the Train before...?" she asked, unsure. She knew Sora was special, that's why everyone wanted him back.

"What did the Ansem on the train look like?" Since Roxas does have enough jumbled Sora memories to know the name Ansem can mean many things. He probably should have clarified that.

"Um...." she... didn't really look at him. "Ask... Axel?" she asked, weakly.

He nods. "Okay, I'll do that. The one I'm talking about doesn't look anything like Xemnas. He's a lot older." And more of a coward.

"And.... what does that have to do with Riku and... DiZ...?" She never got the name of the man in the red, so she had no clue who DiZ was, but Roxas said the name like she was supposed to know.

She never knew enough... not to help anyone.

"Riku was working for him. When he came to find you. DiZ was another name Ansem used. When he trapped me in the datascape." Since she... might not know about that part either. Unless she and the other Roxas talked about it. And he knows it's not his favorite subject so he suspects that would hold true for any version of himself.

"Trapped... you...?" There was just so much all at once, she was so confused.

Roxas picks at his pants roughly. "Yeah. After... you were gone. I was so angry... Riku and I fought. He used the Darkness inside him to overpower me. Then Ansem trapped me so they could wake Sora." Then Axel had a bad time as well.

"You... you fought Riku?" her head shot up, eyes wide in shock.

"He tried to stop me from going after Xemnas. We was worried it would destroy me and Sora at the same time. I didn't want to listen to him." There is a bit of a bitter look in is eyes, as he recalls the fight.

"And... Riku was... right?" she asked, softly, looking down again. Her head was beginning to hurt. Or maybe it had already been hurting.

"No!" he all but snaps it in defiance before he can stop himself. "Well... it's complicated. I guess I wasn't thinking straight at the time so fighting would've a mess." Because it's hard to admit that he's not sure if he could have taken on Xemnas. He did eventually, but that was also with everyone else's help. That said, admitting that Riku was right about anything was a step more than he's willing to take just yet.

"I'm glad you listened to Riku and didn't try to fight Xemnas alone," she said softly. Because of he had... he wouldn't be here. They weren't strong enough to fight Xemnas. Maybe they never would be. "Riku... he knew we had to go back to Sora. I tried..." But she wound up at that school place. Diatu. And then here.

"I didn't listen to Riku. He had to overpower me." Which he cheated to do! Roxas clenches a fist lightly. "Riku was just worried about Sora. And he was being manipulated."

His eyes widen at the last thing she says. She tried? What does that mean? Did that happen after he ran away? Naminé never said anything about this. (Not that she could have since she forgot Xion like everyone else.)

"Tried what?" Is she referring to when she confronted him in her armored form?

"Manipulated?" She asked, startled. Riku? By who? Why? But... She put a hand to her head, headache building. But this new thought, new concern, drove nearly everything else out of her mind for the moment.

"Yeah, but that DiZ guy I told you about. He was angry at Xemnas and needed Sora to fight for him. So he used Riku's friendship to trick him into doing what he wanted." He pauses, noticing the way she's holding her head. Guilt wells up inside him. "Sorry, I know it's a lot. We can stop talking about it."

"Maybe... Maybe just for now?" she asked, softly. These things were easier with ice cream. Maybe because then she could just listen to Axel and Roxas talk and try to understand things, rather than having to respond...

Roxas nods and holds out his hand. "Yeah, let's keep trying to get out of here."

She nodded and took his hand. She still wasn't sure they could get out, but she was willing to try.

He leads them deeper into the caves, keeping an eye out for anyone else who might have a better idea of where to go.

She walked with him, staying close. She was afraid to lose him. Any him. But then the cave decided to trigger the next memory swap and he got to see a memory of her and Axel at Diatu, discussing of all things... dancing. And also how amazing it was to her that humans could live to be twenty. Lots in that memory to amuse Roxas, really.

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