Hey love, I am a constant satellite of your blazing sun.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Back from Candy Mountain~ 83 Finally, lolz.]

[looking a bit better since last week, there's more color to his face and he's less tired - a bandage rests across the side of his neck and he has a few sheets of music set in his hand]

[leaning against the wall outside of a room with A-X-E-L burnt into the door, the same name is scrawled across the top of the sheet music - his sitar resting against the wall next to him like it's his best friend]

[studying the music, trying to memorize the notes, counting with his fingers - eventually places it down and takes up his sitar to play out the melody as well as he can remember]

[leans his head back against the wall and closes eyes, smiling peacefully, taking in every note.]

[looks back down at his playing as he brings it to an end] ...This might be the best reminder.

Comments

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

[laughs]

Ew, Xigbar. Now that is one ugly man.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

Ugh, I know, right?

If there's anyone I can't stand, it's Xigbar. Needless to say, we aren't exactly friends. [plucks a string on his sitar, annoyed at the thought]

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

Mm, likewise.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

Nn, you know a Xigbar, then? Lucky you.

Honestly, I don't really get along with anyone very well, back home. [laughs]

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

He was my manager.

[makes another face]

I had a few friends... mostly just other models. Roxas, Sora and Riku. The Demyx in my world was a famous photographer who said I was his biggest muse.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

You're a model? That explains a lot, then. [laughs] Maybe I should've assumed... That's really neat, though.

[smiles] I can see why he'd say that.

Now me, I only have an old polaroid. [grins] But it gets me by.

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

[blushes just a little]

Model... porn star... same diff.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[tilts head to the side a bit] Oh.

Well, there aren't very many other industries that are interested in men in lingerie, right? [silly grin - Ooh, maybe he shouldn't have said that.]

[looks at him, bites his lower lip in thought] I guess... if you're good at what you do and you're happy doing it, that's what matters. [smiles]

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

[gives a little shrug with a smile]

It pays the bills~

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[smiles back at him] Don't have to worry about bills here.

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

Mm, true. But I'm so used to wearing this that it'd be just weird to wear anything else.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[looks his outfit over, frowns] And it never gets uncomfortable?

[laughs] I don't think I could live like that, man.

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

[chuckles]

And I don't think I could live in something so confining as jeans and a shirt~

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

Oh man, if you want confining, you should wear one of those Organization coats. Ugh, they're awful.

I mean, I know it's a coat and all, but sometimes I feel like I'm wearing a dress. With pants underneath. [shakes head]

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

[tilts his head]

I've seen those. Just thought people were going through a goth phase.

[lol, no Organization in his world~]

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[shakes head Aw no, not that. It's a uniform. A lot of us had to wear it, me included.

The gloves were the worst part, honestly. But they do help the fingers... [pats his sitar]

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

Uniform?

[wrinkles his nose]

No thank you~

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

I dunno, I got pretty used to it. And there are plenty of them around, so I still wear it occasionally. Only because I can wear it by choice now.

...I'm much happier here than I was back home. [grins]

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

In the end, that's all that really matters.

[smiles right back]

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I think so too.

Even if I don't understand everything about it, it's nicer than what life used to be and I'm willing to shrug off the details for that.

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

[nods, smiling just a touch]

Most definitely.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

What about you, would you go back?

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

Only if I could take Demyx with me.

[grins]

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[looks up at him, at that.]

...Yeah, well. I know firsthand it doesn't work that way. [sad smile]

One to a world, right? Heh...

[lingerieslut.livejournal.com]

That's really a shame.

[slips an arm around Demyx's shoulder in a little hug]

He may come back... the dressing room's weird like that.