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[cyanbars]

[ Girlxas here is running through the halls, soaked up to her knees in mud. It's smeared over her elbows and little higher on her backside, with a smudge on the side of her face. Why is she running? It's probably because of the Neoshadows chasing her. ]

[ooc: backdated! to friday!]

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[cyanbars]

[She stares up at him.]

Die? Who said anything about dying?

[before]

No one. But, y'know, it can be assumed that if we run into trouble and you aren't willing to do anything more than make me spit webs at whatever's attacking, at least one of us is going to end up dead eventually.

[cyanbars]

No way. I know how to fight, whatever you think. I can come up with more than webs if we really have to fight someone. Besides, if you died Riku would kill me.

[before]

Yeah, she probably would.

[He probably wasn't supposed to agree so readily, but there you go.]

[cyanbars]

[She glares at him. If she had any ideas and knew for sure that it worked outside of magic, she'd probably make him do something ridiculous right now.]

[before]

[He'd remember it, and make her pay for it later, that's for sure.]

[cyanbars]

[She's not thinking that far ahead.]

Whatever. What you can do now can't destroy the Heartless, so let's go figure out whatever this is.

[before]

You're the boss.

[Apparently. It's not like he can just refuse at the moment.]

[cyanbars]

[Oh look more scowling.]

Can you not?

[before]

Can I not what?

[cyanbars]

Pull that kind of thing until we figure out what's going on?

[before]

Alright.

[Now watch, he'll just be completely silent until spoken to. LOOK WHAT YOU'VE DONE, ROXAS.]

[cyanbars]

[Psh. Makes things easier on her. But first...]

...walk into that wall.

[before]

When this is over I'm going to find you and gut you.

[He says casually, as he walks into the wall.]

[cyanbars]

[She looks a little smugly amused, but apologetic, too.]

I wanted to know if it would work.

[before]

Gutting.

[If it happens again. Only not. He dusts himself off a bit, shooting Roxas a brief glare. He can't be too angry about it, because it was a good way of testing the orders.]

[cyanbars]

[Huff.]

It wasn't that ridiculous. But you weren't expecting it.

[before]

I know.

[The glare is already gone! He almost looks like he's about to smirk, even, but pauses as he feels a burning sensation somewhere around his hip.]

[cyanbars]

[She seems to notice something funny about his expression, because she stops to look at him.]

[before]

The fuck?

['Scuse me, lifting jacket and shirt up to peer at hip.]

[cyanbars]

What is it- ow!

[She presses both hands to her chest, breathing in hard.]

[before]

[...A spider. With XIII in the middle of it. Wow, that's so clever, DR!]

What the hell.

[cyanbars]

[She stares at him, then down at herself, and then turns around and peers down the front of her shirt.]

[before]

[He'll just be over here, straightening his shirt and jacket back out.]

[cyanbars]

... don't look.

[because she has to lift her shirt up to see it properly. She's still turned away, though.]