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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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[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.

[seasides]

[s-stares.]

I have no idea what you're talking about.

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

You must not be one of the cool kids, then.

[180 degree topic change GO] Is there peanut butter around?

[seasides]

...right.

[points in the general direction of the kitchen.]

Probably tons in the kitchen somewhere.

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

Thank you.

Would you...like to accompany me?

[seasides]

...I guess I can show you the way.

[ew creepy old man.]

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

[okay he's actually surprised by this. hard to tell through the BELTS on his FACE, but.]

Oh! Well..thank you!

[seasides]

[yeah belts on face is a weird fashion statement, but he's seen weirder.]

Right, follow me.

[and off to the kitchen woo.]

I hate myself for most of these tags, really

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

[at least someone understands it's a statement.]

Will do!

['follow' also means 'look at that teenage behind'. but just to see how it compares to Repliku's, of course.]

[seasides]

[glances back.]

If you keep looking at my ass I'm going to shove my Keyblade up yours.

[sounds like he's talking about the weather~.]

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

[oh dear, caught in the act.]

I was...making observations only. Really.

[seasides]

Well make your observations elsewhere. I could just let you wander until you find the kitchen. And then you could run into one of the dangerous people here.

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

You aren't one of them?

[seasides]

Nope, I'm pretty friendly, generally. I just don't like old men staring at my ass.

[spacetocrawlin.livejournal.com]

I will keep that in mind.

[which means he'll be more discreet.]

[seasides]

'sides, if I decided to tell Riku or Sora, they'd probably kill you.

[smirks, though it can't be seen since he's facing forwards.]