A journey's beginning...
It's a cool night on the streets of Traverse Town - but when isn't it? It's not like any of the residents could ever really recall seeing the sun rise in this place, let alone a change int the weather. And that seems to be just fine by them.
They're just happy to have a place to stay, after all.
"Uh, just a sec, guys! I'll catch up in a bit, okay?" Sora says, waving a gloved hand and stepping away from whatever his quarrelsome animal-oriented friends are bickering about. Blue eyes roll in fond exasperation.
"Pff...as if I could stop those two once they get going, anyway." Sora murmurs to himself. His spiky brown hair bobs idly as he looks around the dim, lightly flooded alleyway of Traverse Town that he's wandered into. It's...
Quiet. Peaceful. Even plucky energetic adventurers need to step away for a while, what can he say?
"Hm..." Sora walks his comically oversized yellow boots (his mom was totally gonna buy him a normal sized pair before the whole 'island sinking into darkness' thing, he swears!) over to a puddle of water to peer down into it. Reflecting...literally. "Riku...Kairi...don't worry." Sora smiles down into his reflection.
"We're gonna find you, no matter what."
After that quiet moment of slightly awkard introspection, a noise catches Sora's attention. Footsteps, in the water.
"Huh?" Sora turns his gaze over to whoever's approaching, and his cheeks do NOT flush lightly at being caught talking to himself like some sort of dramatic weirdo. They flush for entirely different reasons. Yeah.
"Uh, sorry! Is this your alleyway or something? My name's Sora."
The boy rebounds instantly, though, with a grin. Holding out a hand to the newcomer in a clear offer of friendship.
"What's yours?"
