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[h3]Twilight Town[/h3]
[@Double], Roxas | [@Lugubrious], Scout | [@Archmage MC], Sectonia | [@TruthHurts22], Wonder Red
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[b]Level 2 Roxas[/b] (4/20)[/center]

When the person from the ground level climbed up after them, Roxas and Hush stopped their advance. He shouted, something about the insect being a friend of his and that she meant no harm. As odd as that probably sounded to most people, Roxas on the other hand was a bit more willing to bite. He wasn't one to talk, having been close personal friends with a talking dog-man, duck-man, and mouse-man in the past. On the other hand, Hush was finding this a little hard to believe. And when the insect finally noticed them and demanded that Roxas come with them for questioning, that didn't exactly help matters.

"Hold on!" said Hush, having drawn his dagger in anticipating, "You're in [i]our[/i] town, Queen Bee. That means you do what we say, not the other way around." in fact he was about to go invisible, but he stopped when a gloved hand appeared in front of him to stay his blade. It was Roxas, "Huh? Hey what's the big idea?" but then he saw the look on Roxas' face. Deadly serious, more serious than Hush had ever seen him look, in fact.

"I need you to go report what we've discovered to the others." said Roxas, with a deadly serious monotone, "I'll take this from here."

"Alone? Are you insane?" Hush protested, the Sram confused by all this, "What are you going to do?"

"I'm gonna humor them." Roxas replied, but in a more hushed tone, "...for now, anyway. I'm counting on you to discreetly bring the others here in case this goes badly."

"You'd better know what you're doing." said the Sram, who then vanished into thin air after that.

Once he was alone, Roxas focused his gaze up at the insect. This was no longer about some monster making a next. She'd said something to him that dragged up all the memories that Roxas would have preferred to leave buried. But no, she mentioned them clear as the day. The Organization. Despite them having all been wiped out at the Keyblade Graveyard, it sounded like they were trying to rear their ugly heads again. And if no one else was around, then it was just going to have to be Roxas who stepped up to put them back down again.

All of a sudden Roxas was enveloped by a black blanket of Darkness, and vanished. Barely a moment later, he was suddenly up at the Clock Tower right next to the Bee. There was no more time for pretenses. If these people had encountered his old enemies, then he would just have to be up front with them, "Start talking." he said to the Bee, flatly. He made no moves to draw any weapons, but he would also clearly look like he was in no mood to play any games, "The Organization. Where did you encounter them? And who was calling the shots? A bald old man, maybe? Or maybe a man with long silver hair?" Roxas figured it had to be one of those two. None of the others were nearly as attached to the idea behind the Organization. But the real question was just how could they have possibly come back? They should both be dead. The Guardians of Light had seen to that. And yet, this was still happening somehow.