route_1065 | Synthesizing!

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Synthesizing!

Who: Roxas and Sora
Where: Goldenrod City
When: Backdated to Thursday
Summary: Synthesizing! Pokemon world style! Sora thinks it's possible. Roxas agrees to help. Explosions ensue.
Rating: PG at most?
Log:
Roxas sat by the small bar of sand that he had found by the Goldenrod radio tower. It seemed like a good place to conduct their experiment. It wasn't that close to the town, and it was right by the ocean in case anything went wrong. After finding it, he had sent a message to Sora about it, and now he was waiting.

He wasn't sure how he was going to talk with Sora. Talking with Ven had helped, even though he still felt a little jealous. That probably wasn't going to go away. But still, he had to say something to Sora now. Granted, his envy of Sora ran a bit deeper than his envy of Ven. Sora had everything that he wanted, got to do a lot that Roxas didn't. Still, he'd cross that bridge when he got to it. All he had to do was wait.

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"Yeah, if we're trying to boil stuff. It's been a while since I've done this, and usually I let the moogles do it for me."

There had been that one nobody moogle in the World that Never Was, and he always knew what he was doing, it seemed. Roxas kind of liked him.

He paused for a moment, glancing at the eevee. He figured it was one of Sora's new pokemon, and held a hand out for the pokemon to sniff. There was a flash of light, and Axel the Growlithe had popped out to say hello.

"Don't suppose you know where we could get a pot then, huh?"

The Eevee had been sniffing at Roxas' hand curiously, but the second GIANT DOG-- well, to the Eevee, anyway-- appeared, he immediately retreated back into the hood with a terrified squeak. Sora glanced over his shoulder with a half sigh, half shrug.

"Sorry about that... it's really easy to spook him."

"I could go ask at the pokemon center," Roxas replied, thoughtfully. The nurses would probably be willing to lend them a pot.

Roxas sighed, glancing at his fire dog, who whined, trying to explain his side. He hadn't meant to scare the Eevee.

"It's alright. I think Axel was just trying to be friendly. Since it's colder I don't really let him out of his pokeball that much."

"Well..."

And Sora twisted around a bit, fishing the Eevee out of his hood and plopping him down on the ground. "Go on, he won't bite you!"

The Eevee squeaked in protest-- maybe nudging him with his shoe will help. ... And it did, he took off running and barreled right into the Growlithe's chest, though the furball was really too small to be battling yet, or even to do any damage. Eevee used Headbutt! It's not very effective...

It was enough to make Axel take a step back, but he still looked unimpressed. Even so, he did nudge the eevee to make sure he was alright.

"Where did you get the eevee from?" Roxas asked, giving Axel a small pat.

Please make Johto stop spinning, Eevee would like to get off...

"He was a Christmas present from Ven! Actually, I just came up with a name for him the other day," Sora replied, tucking his hands behind his head. Er, well. He had a name, and a backup name.

"Oh? What is his name?" Roxas asked, curious. He wasn't the best at naming his pokemon, so he was always looking for inspiration.

Axel gave the eevee another nudge, with a slight whine. 'You okay little guy?'

"I thought I'd name him after you, actually."

The Eevee waved his tiny paws wildly at the nudge, then rolled over to hop back up, fur floofed out all crazy like. All good over here! Sheesh giant dog, you're kind of like a wall compared to Eevee.

"Me? Why?" Roxas wasn't sure what to say. He wasn't anyone special, at least, he didn't think so. And it's not like it was to remind him of a friend. He was still in Johto. Not to mention that he felt bad, considering everything he felt towards Sora.

Axel is still a puppy, but he had grown since Christmas. Here, he'll lie down so he's a little closer to the fluffy pokemon.

"Yeah. Well... I worry about him sometimes, 'cause he seems like he's afraid a lot. Like isn't sure about himself, or he doesn't know what he wants."

Sora paused to watch the little Eevee as he rose to stand on his hind legs, and planted his tiny paws on Axel's snout almost curiously. He didn't know all that much about Roxas other than their connection and that he wanted to be his own person, so that'd been the only comparison he'd been able to make.

"I think he'll be all right, though. He just hasn't found what makes him special yet. Y'know, unique from the other Eevees."

Roxas nodded. He could see where Sora got the inspiration from, but it was starting to make him wonder if that's how he came across. He didn't think so, but still.

"He'll figure it out," He said finally, before looking at his growlithe. "You need to live up to the guy I named you after, alright?"

Axel nodded, staring down at the eevee, and ultimately putting up with the paws on the nose.

A nod on Sora's end, too, but he simply remained silent, watching the little Eevee trot to the side and attempt to scale Mount Growlithe-- mind if he hitches a ride?

There was something else Sora wanted to ask, too, but he was having a rare moment when he couldn't find the right words for it-- if Roxas turned to look at him, he might find Sora staring in his direction, lips pressed together in a thoughtful line.

Axel is taking up the mantle of being a best friend. He lies down so it's a bit easier, but still, why so curious eevee?

"What is it?" Roxas asked, glancing at Sora. He could trust his Growlithe to be a good watchdog.

Because Axel is taller than him and the obvious thing to do when one encounters something taller than him is to climb and conquer! Hold still, Axel.

Sora scratched at his cheek, frowning very slightly in thought. "Well, I... Can you promise me something, Roxas?"

Just watch the claws, but otherwise, he holds still.

"Like what?" Roxas asked, a little wary. He wasn't someone to agree to something until he knew all the facts.

"Promise me that, if you ever get sent home, you'll do everything you can to be your own person."

Roxas froze, the words caught in his throat. He wasn't sure what to say.

"I...I don't know if that's possible, for me," He said finally, considering what would happen if he did go back. "But I'll try."

"Fight for it if you have to," Sora replied, bending down to scoop a now protesting Eevee off of Axel. He had a... vague idea of the consequences of telling Roxas to run, to not merge with him down the road. But as far as he could tell, Sora was the one who had managed to get himself in the situation he was in; it didn't seem fair to make Roxas suffer for it. He'd be willing to wait for however long it took for them to be their own people back home.

Roxas nodded, not sure what to say. Everything back home seemed to revolve around Sora, and Roxas was starting to get used to that fact. But the fact that Sora would willingly let him make his own decisions, Roxas wasn't sure what to do with it.

"I will, if I ever end up there," He said, finally. "Although, I don't plan on returning home any time soon. I still have a champion to beat."

They're the same decisions he would have made if he were aware of anything that was happening around him, really. But he trusted Roxas would make the right decision for himself, whether at home or here.

"Right, and you'll kick that champion's butt," Sora agreed with a slight smile, somehow feeling like a weight was lifted right off his chest. "Can't do that without elixirs though, right?"

Roxas nodded. He appreciated the vote of confidence from Sora.

"I guess not," he said, and then paused. He couldn't back away from this now.

"Sora, I also have something to tell you. I...I'm really jealous you."

"Jealous?"

Why Roxas might be jealous could have been obvious to maybe anybody but Sora-- but he'd always figured RIku was the better one. The one to dote on, even. So that look of confusion on Sora's face was an honest one.

"Yeah. Jealous. I mean, you've always been the lucky one. Back in our world, it seemed like you were always the one who mattered, and here, you have all your friends here and can make friends really easily, where I can't."

It was a bit easier to admit to now. But it was still hard.

For one of those very rare times in his life, Sora... had no idea what to say. What could he say? He could apologize... he could offer to try to fix things, but he wasn't sure what where he would even start-- or what exactly needed fixing.

So Roxas simply got an upset frown from his Other, head lowered and eyes slightly lifted to look at him through brown bangs.

Roxas looked down at the ground, breaking the eye contact. He wasn't sure what else to say now.

"I just felt I should let you know."

"I still... want to be friends," Sora finally said after an agonizingly long pause. "But I don't want you to be uncomfortable, either."

He paused again, not entirely sure where he was going with this. Forward seemed like a better direction than being sad over things- so Sora bent down, evolution stones out of his pockets and in his hands- on the ground as he sorted through them.

"So... let's just try to do whatever makes you happiest. Okay?"

"it's a bit better...now that I've gotten it out," Roxas said finally. He did feel better, the weight being off his chest. It had made things a bit difficult now, but it was something that needed to be done. He could put it behind him now.

"I will. So, let's try and synthesize something."

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