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[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

[and through a door, slightly stooped as if he were just about to squeeze into a small room, is another DiZ not that there are many around here. he stands upright upon noticing this isn't where he meant to be.]

This is not the crawl space! Nor does it appear to be any part of the castle at all!

Not that I was...hiding in the crawl space. I would never.

[ooc; alright. OrgLIX!DiZ, at your service. let's see how this turns out.]

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[seasides]

...crawl space?

[will just be over here, raising an eyebrow.]

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

[why hello there, boy.]

Yes! I mean- no, not at all!

[...leer.] And who might you be?

[seasides]

Hiding in the crawl space. That's... totally not creepy at all. Right.

[stares at him, looking slightly disbelieving.]

My name's Kai.

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

But I don't hide in the crawl space!

That's a terrible name. [dismissive hand-wave.]

[seasides]

You're a terrible liar.

[deadpan.]

And my name's just fine.

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

I have no idea what you're talking about!

It's not hip enough. Aren't you young people all into being hip?

[seasides]

....being 'hip'?

[starting to think there's not enough dots in the world for this guy.]

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

Yes. You know. Hip. With it. Milkshakes and things of the sort.

[nakedbartender.livejournal.com]

Oh god no...

[Addie is staring at him in horror. He is trying to think of the best hallway to run into before the other sees him...]

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

[what was that noise! oh, it's just- scantily clad Repliku?]

There you are! Youuu didn't have to dress up for me, you know. Although it is nice.

[nakedbartender.livejournal.com]

[fuck. Need to get out of here now.]

I didn't dress up for you, freak.

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

Oh, you need not play coy with me.

[nakedbartender.livejournal.com]

I'm really not.

[Takes a step back even though you aren't moving. Just a little bit further and he can bolt down the hallway back there...]

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

You say that every time, my little pomegranate.

[oh? are we playing hard to get still? well, approaching you, then.]

[nakedbartender.livejournal.com]

And I really mean it. D-don't you dare get any closer.

[oahgawg oh god. steps back and back. WHERE IS THAT HALLWAY?!]

[silentinterror.livejournal.com]

...Crawl space?

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

No! Little girl, I do not know what you're talking about.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

You're stuck in a dressing room.

[Hi. Sora's just leaning against a wall, flipping a page in his book before smiling up at the newcomer. Greeting with a little wave.]

What's a crawl space?

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

Wouldn't a "dressing room" be a bit smaller?

[hello there, little boy.]

A crawl space is nothing to be concerned about, my dear boy! Nothing at all.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Saving his place, he closed the book. Shaking his head to the question.]

It's not exactly a normal dressing room.

[Nibbling on his bottom lip now, bad habit of his. Or at least he thought it was. Stopping to gawk at the man.]

I-I'm not a boy, I'm sixteen!
Practically a young adult!

[Erm..At least he thought he was...]

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

What kind of dressing room is it, then? It is certainly not the castle.

[looks him over a bit obviously.]

I suppose that's true.

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

Umm....Someone told me we're trapped here and stuck in some dimension between universes.

[B-Blushes, rubbing his arm. Stop staring please? You're making him a little nervous.]

It is.

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

And...how will I be making my way back to the castle, then?

[he'll stare a little less obviously, for you are not a Repliku and that makes you a bit less interesting.]

Yes. So. Who might you be, litt--young man?

[atenderbruise.livejournal.com]

[Well, sorry to burst your bubble man.]

You won't. I meant it when I say we're stuck here....Castle?

[Curious blue eyes eventually looked up, tilting his head a bit.]

I'm Sora, nice to meet you..?

[He held his hand out hoping the man would answer with a name as well.]

[darkenly.livejournal.com]

...The hell is crawl space?