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[There are several things that this avatar is used to. Being surrounded by cold things is certainly not one of them, even if he'd been frozen at some point before and knew it was possible due to Sora if he didn't have the correct charm on at the time. What he also isn't used to is waking up in extreme cold without his coat on or with something on his back brushing against him in an attempt for warmth. At least it seemed warmer to him.

But why is everything black? Did his optics still have bugs in them?

N o p e. Moving and making the snow cocoon break around him makes him realize that whoever decided that this was funny, making a person made of what he is, thought it would be hilarious for him to wake up inside a snowman. It's also just his luck that he trips over a familiar-shaped object before falling backwards into the fountain. Ow... This is just the wake-up he needed right now.

...Wait. This isn't the virtual Hollow Bastion.] Where...?

[That's when he notices the journal nearby, and he blinks at it. It would be far too much of a paradox for a journal to be inside a journal, and this is definitely not-

He tentatively picks it up and skims through it, seeing none of the messages that he'd left for the others to find, but others appearing on the pages as the either spoke or wrote down their thoughts. ...This was peculiar to say the least, but if this was a sort of communication device... Sigh. He begins writing.]

So it was possible...

If anyone actually does see this, would you inform me of where exactly this location is? I'm aware that my world was connected to another, but this is much different than what was previously recorded. Is there a way to return?

[...Heh. Journal using a journal. Maybe after his teeth stop chattering he'll laugh about it. S-s-so c-c-cold... Where is his coat-? Wait...]

...And I'm guessing it's completely normal to wake up with wings. [Oh, the sarcasm. What the glitch?]

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[...] The journal data from Sora's journey. [Yes, he is quite deadpan when he says it.]

...nice try. What else you got?

[...Called it. C'mon, he's dazed and confused. Does it look like he could come up with something that fast-- oh wait. :|]

I guess those from the outside world would call me a "firewall."

[Holding out a hand and hoping he can still weave data streams to create it in the real world... well what do you know. Darkness and glowing green binary spark to life, forming an identical copy of Soul Eater. At least he wasn't kidding about the data part? It also disappears in the same manner.]

[Give him a moment, he's just going to poke at the air where that Soul Eater was.] Uh...huh. Okay. Okay, I haven't seen a Riku do that. But then how come we've never met?

[Poke it all you want, he isn't going to say much on it.] Other than I just arrived here...? There was no known way to make it possible for programs to exist in the real world.

Then how do you explain the digital Twilight Town? [Well, Roxas, probably because it's not the same thing.]

...Digital Twilight Town? I have no records of that world, so I can't really say.

...of course you wouldn't. Sora's journey. I guess it doesn't matter that much.

...The first journal's worth, anyway. The records stop shortly after the door was closed. [Why so bitter, man.]

That's because--[Wait. Maybe not a good idea to elaborate on Naminé's role in the whole thing.] Well. At least there's a record of it somewhere.

[~~Or it could solve one of the mysteries of the datascape. B|~~ You now have a curious digital representation of someone's memories on your hands.] ...Just wiped clean until it's imported into a computer.

[~~I KNOW SOMETHING YOU DON'T KNOW 8|~~] But then what happens to you?

[~~EVERYONE KNOWS SOMETHING I DON'T KNOW. WHAT ELSE IS NEW? 8|~~ ...scary thought] The pages were already "blank" when I came into being.

So if the pages get filled in...that's what I mean. What then? Anything?

[why all of the sudden, deep questions? His brain is recovering from all the things and to be asked this--something he hadn't thought of before--randomly by some person he doesn't even know...]

Then the journal will be reset to how it's supposed to be. It would no longer need this form to protect it and act as a guide. [He pauses, looking over the blond.] Who are you?

So you just disappear...

[He frowns a little at the question though.] I'm Roxas. You don't know?

As I am now? [He shakes his head.] I won't deny you seem familiar, but there was no name in my records.

Nice to meet you, Roxas. [...Now he's wondering about the second person in Sora's awakening.]

[...he can't help but smirk just a tiny bit. 'You seem familiar.' Of course.] I don't doubt it. Nobody knew about me until the second journey Sora and his friends had. It's okay. What else do your records say though?

[Oddly enough, it wasn't just because of Sora's face with different hair. ...Darn illusive data.] Depends on what you want to know about.

What can you tell me that's not going to jeopardize Sora?

I'm a record of his travels. So unless you mean the embarrassing gummi ship driving lessons...

[Oh, Deep Jungle...]

[...fff.] Trust me, I've got those memories. That, and the embarrassing singing lessons.

[...E-embarrassing singing lessons. He isn't sure whether to be embarrassed for Sora ~~darn part of his brain that's directly influenced by the guy~~ or laugh. He'll take the second option.]