[h3][color=7bcdc8]Roxas[/color][/h3]
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Roxas hummed as she let the door swing open, holding out a hand to keep it open. She paused at the sight of the bedroom, before her gaze moved to the door. [color=7bcdc8]"Why the [b]hell[/b] is there a [i]lock[/i] on the bedroom door?"[/color] She mumbled to herself as she walked in and looking around. She moved to the desk, picking up the paper with her gloved hand. She rolled it and tucked it into her belt. 

She picked up the photo, holding it as she looked more. She gave a hum, picking up the pendant and looking it over. Once giving another look over, she moved into the other room and picked up the flyer. She rolled it and tucked it into her belt as well. She then picked up the items in the chest; opening it again. She then would head to the stairs to make her way downstairs to everyone else.