Chapter One: Day 27 – The Dark Margin of Error
“I understand,” Luxord said, bowing his head. “How can I be expected to be at your right hand if I cannot live up to your standards?”
“You know it’s pretty sad that I’m the moral center of this relationship?” Facilier said, and was glad the shadows of the alley hid the expression on his face. “The Shadow Man’s supposed to be the biggest, baddest guy in New Orleans, you know? I feed people to monsters.”
“Then perhaps I can be one of your monsters. I do like eating whatever you bring to me.”
“Don’t make this weirder than it already is,” Facilier teased, and laughed as Luxord leaned up on his toes. Even though he was alone, they were still outside – he pulled his hat down to cover their faces so that Luxord could kiss him unseen.
Chapter Two: Day 28 -Thalassa Shells
“Roxas needs ice cream,” Xion said. They pointed at the little signpost that directed Organization members to the place where they would warp to Twilight Town and buy supplies.
“Roxas is asleep. He can’t have ice cream,” Luxord said.
“Roxas needs ice cream,” Xion repeated. “Icing on the cake.”
That was the kind of phrasing Axel always used. He must have told Roxas, who told Xion, who now repeated the words of a dead man like a particularly morbid parrot.











