[Sora's patrolling the outside of the fortress when he notices something off. He's been out here for hours, walking round in circles, smiling at the other servants on patrol when he sees them, and avoiding the worst of the monsters. It's pretty easy, it's something he's used to, and honestly, he prefers this to serving drinks by a mile.
The figures sneaking around the edges, however, are definitely not supposed to be there. Sora squints into the distance, and... are those carnival members?
Sora puts himself into a ready position, and pulls out his Keyblade. Time to do his job, it looks like.]
Closed to the Rescue Joker Brigade
The figures sneaking around the edges, however, are definitely not supposed to be there. Sora squints into the distance, and... are those carnival members?
Sora puts himself into a ready position, and pulls out his Keyblade. Time to do his job, it looks like.]