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Roxas stared down at the woman in confusion, tilting his head one way, then the other.
She didn't answer. Roxas knew she wouldn't, seeing as she was unconscious, but he had felt it necessary to ask his question out loud anyway.
Frowning, Roxas sat back in his chair and looked around the room. They were in one of the many unused rooms of The Castle That Never Was, one that had the trademark white walls, floors, ceilings… everything. The only things in the room that weren't white were Roxas, the metal that made the skeleton of the woman's bed, and the woman's hair, which was so shockingly pink it would put Marluxia to shame.
Roxas's frown deepened. That was one of the many odd things about this girl, her hair. Another thing that was odd was her skin. It was so white, he was sure that if she stepped out into the sun she would have her own measurable albedo. Her skin was white enough to challenge the white of the walls of the castle, which was saying something. On top of all of that, her face bore a frightening resemblance to Larexne, whom she also looked close in age to.
But it wasn't her odd characteristics that confused and worried Roxas; her presence alone was more than capable of doing that.
"You're not a member of the Organization," He muttered, "So you must be an intruder. Superior told us to kill any intruders, but you don't seem like a threat… Did you break in just to sleep?" Roxas shook his head, "Well, no matter, you can't stay here. Sorry, but you gotta go." He reached out and grabbed the sheet covering her, just to freeze when a white hand shot up and grabbed his wrist.
Gulping, Roxas looked at her face, his eyes widening when her head turned slowly to face him. Her eyelids flickered, then snapped open, pupil-less blue eyes staring at him.
Roxas's mouth opened in a silent scream, then shut quickly.
They stared at each other for a moment, then the woman grabbed Roxas by the shoulders and vaulted over him, dashing to the door and throwing it open. She ran briefly into Axel, only to spin past him and take off down the hall.
Axel stared after her, quirking a brow at her sparse clothing of a simple, thigh-long medical paper dress, then turned to Roxas, frowning at the shock on the boy's face. "Roxas, what are you doing in Vexen's specimen room?"
"Spe-ci-men?" Roxas repeated slowly, his eyes widening with each syllable.
"Yeah. Specimen room." Axel repeated, "He just claimed this room three days ago as his for his newest experiment. Didn't you get the memo?"
Roxas blinked, "No. …So… if this was his specimen room, then was that…"
They stared at each other for a moment, then tore off down the hall after the woman, both sharing one thought.