forestcovered what-if museboxing. Mogeko Castle trigger warnings.

[knowthyham]

[It hadn't been long for Koriko. Three days, at most. And for Yonaka, maybe a couple of hours.

But the Yonaka who returns to Koriko is clearly not the Yonaka who left.

For one thing, Yonaka hasn't always worn that hat. It might be familiar to some and not to others, but even those who don't recognize it as the scalp of a Mogeko will be able to detect the smell of blood.

For another, she's not usually floating an inch off the floor.

And for another, her eyes don't usually have that dead look in them, nor are they quite so red.

She can be found anywhere Yonaka could be found before - her room, cleaning the bathhouse, eating prosciutto - or simply wandering the island in something like a fog.

After all... they still have a debt to pay, don't they? It comes with the body.]

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[cloak]

[It's the first time Roxas finds himself in an environment that clearly isn't data. He flexes gloved fingers, scuffs at the dirt under his shoes, and wonders how in the worlds this is possible...

But he doesn't have much time to speculate when he senses the heavy approach of concentrated darkness. It forces him to turn on his heel, hooded head craned in the direction of an oncoming figure, knees bent as though he might bolt forward at any moment. His hands hover at his sides, as though waiting for something.

...This isn't a Heartless.

....This isn't a Data-Bug.

.....What...is this?

He straightens with a measured reluctance that doesn't ease the tension about his black-clad form, head tipped slightly to one side]

What are you supposed to be?