Chesire girl

[chesire-art.livejournal.com]

What's this, what's this? A new place to play? How very interesting.

But out of all these doubles of  my brother, which one's the real thing, and how can anyone tell? And speaking of doubles, why are there so many of my darling sketchbook?

Hmm. I suppose one must play the hand they're dealt. Oh Roxas, where are you~?





[ooc: Chesire!Namine, from waxsimulacra's universe. Just pretend she has ears and stripes, I'll edit the icons later.]

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[esperingly.livejournal.com]

--You lost your sketchbook?

[doesn't expect that this Naminé is her wielder, but she can't explain the sudden rush of hope.]

[chesire-art.livejournal.com]

Indeed I have. She disappeared on me, and I'd really like to have her back.

1/2

[esperingly.livejournal.com]

[sorry, give her a minute, she's surprised.]

[esperingly.livejournal.com]

[--and then she transforms.]

Do I look familiar...?

1/2

[chesire-art.livejournal.com]

[You just made her day. :D]

Y-you....

[chesire-art.livejournal.com]

Esper! :D [hugs tightly] I missed you, where did you go? I haven't been able to draw much of anything recently, nothing works the way they do with you.

[esperingly.livejournal.com]

[h-hugs back. still kind of in shock here.]

I...forgot. Everything. Sorry...

[chesire-art.livejournal.com]

[still hugging.]


No need to be sorry, I'm just glad you're back. Try not to disappear on me again, okay?

[esperingly.livejournal.com]

[nods]

I won't, promise.

[chesire-art.livejournal.com]

Good. [lets go] Have you seen my wayward brother? I'd say he's probably up to no good, but one never knows with him.

[esperingly.livejournal.com]

...Brother?

[in other words, she hasn't remembered much of anything.]

[chesire-art.livejournal.com]

Yes, brother. You know, striped sweater, tail? Can disappear and appear at will, much like me?

[fades in and out, to prove a point.] See?

[esperingly.livejournal.com]

[not staring. really.]

...I haven't seen him, no.

[chesire-art.livejournal.com]

[Stare away, she's used to it.]

Hmm. Well, I suppose he can't be too far. How have you been? Anything that needs to be fixed?

[esperingly.livejournal.com]

Nope. At least, I don't think so.

[chesire-art.livejournal.com]

Even better. :D I'd hate for my favorite sketchbook to get ruined. I'd be unhappy.

[esperingly.livejournal.com]

[grins before realizing]

Hey, Cael was right.

[chesire-art.livejournal.com]

Right about what? And who is Cael?

[esperingly.livejournal.com]

A friend of mine- a Keyblade. He said he thought the next Naminé to show up here would be my wielder.

[and that is not a slight blush on her face at all. ...congratulations, your sketchbook has a crush :|]

[chesire-art.livejournal.com]

Ahhh.

A friend you say? I'm glad you're making them in my absence, one always needs friends. But~ I think you like him more than a friend.

[Your owner finds it cutely hilarious. XD]

[esperingly.livejournal.com]

...What do you mean?

[oh okay, good]

[chesire-art.livejournal.com]

I mean just that. You have a crush on this...Cael. Which is just fine. :)

[esperingly.livejournal.com]

...What's a crush?

[so very clueless.]

[chesire-art.livejournal.com]

A crush is when you like someone more than a friend.

It means being happy that you're with them, liking their company. It's also known as puppy love. Cute and harmless.

[esperingly.livejournal.com]

Oh...

I guess I do, then.

[waxsimulacra.livejournal.com]

Sister~

[tailflick, drifts over.]

You made it, I was afraid you'd lost yourself, you know, to the time.

[chesire-art.livejournal.com]

Brother~

[earflick, goes to meet him.]

Not at all. I ended up here by happy circumstance. I was afraid you'd lost yourself somewhere.