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[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

[oh look, a new Saix. Younger than Saixes tend to be, this one looks, oh, twenty at most? He's lurching right through a door, covered in tattered clothing and what looks like blood from his messy blue hair right down his collar. His hands are equally horrific - indeed, he looks quite clearly dead, large gaping, bleeding wounds on his face and neck. But, as we all know, looks can be deceiving.

The way he stops his sudden, and his body tenses as he looks around with hazy yellow eyes, and then... slumps.]

What now?

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[feralnumbervii.livejournal.com]

[Saix could smell blood... And his nose lead him right to the other. Instantly he tensed up, a low warning growl... This other looked like him...smelled like him... He said nothing, only a low growl. ]

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

[stares at him, cocking his head and looking terribly unimpressed.]

Very funny.

[zombie-arts.livejournal.com]

[sulking Namine is sulking and hasn't washed up yet, her makeup streaked from crying, but otherwise untouched. but as soon as she spots him- in familiar dress no less- she's barreling towards him.]

Saix!

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

[looks at her, expression confused and -- oh hey holding his hands up now, don't knock him over.]

Namine?

[zombie-arts.livejournal.com]

[skids to a halt in front of him, practically beaming.]

You're here! I thought it was going to be forever before I saw you again!

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

[yeah, not following. just lifts an eyebrow at her.]

What are you talking about?

[zombie-arts.livejournal.com]

I was just leaving the house and then I was here and there are other me's and there's a you with boobs here, Saix. Boobs. On a Saix. Like Snakes on a Plane but a hundred thousand times weirder. And I saw a ghost me and she looked right out of a massacre movie and this older Kairi carrying a steel pipe around and this other me and a Zexion but he didn't know anything about the calculator.

[takes a deep breath.]

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

[just stares at her for a moment, then puts a hand on top of her head, trying to tilt it back.]

...a me with what? How much sugar have you had today?

[zombie-arts.livejournal.com]

[lets her head be tilted back, looking up at him with wide eyes.]

None! Well, I had that cookie before I left the house, but that was it. I swear, I'm telling the truth! We're in some kind of crossroads thing that everyone apparently calls a dressing room, even though it doesn't look anything like one.

[heartinvoid.livejournal.com]

[ He chuckled a bit, crossing his arms and looking down at the other. ]

Hardly. I am simply a Master looking for a Pet is all.



(( igknver, ok i have NO idea what happened to my post, it spontaneously deleted, so this is reply to the LAST thing you said to me. Sorry. ^^; ))

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

[will just take a step back to put some distance between them, eyes narrowed suspiciously. he's pretty sure this isn't the Xemnas he knows.]

Knock it off. For one thing, I'm not interested, and I'm pretty sure that's illegal.

[[ooc: LJ hates us all. *pat*]]

[heartinvoid.livejournal.com]

Hmm... Then my apologies. I certainly meant no disrespect. [ He didn't. Xemnas was just not good at...greetings. It was a force of habit. When he saw a Saix, he treated him like his Saix. Ah, but alas, this was not his. Just A Saix.

He bowed, extending his hand as a formal greeting. ]

My deepest apologies... Saix. Of course i assume this is your name. Please, no hard feelings. [ Not like he could feel it... ]

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

[this is possibly the weirdest encounter he's had in a while, so he makes no moves to get closer to this... guy who looks like Xemnas. maybe he's a relative.]

You assume correctly, anyway. Who are you supposed to be?

[heartinvoid.livejournal.com]

[ Well how rude... ]

... I AM Xemnas... Nothing more nothing less. I wager there are many others here who look, sound..some vaguely act like me. But i've noticed they all seem to have an awkward quirk to them in some way. However, in my own opinion, thus making it a fact, i am a 'normal' Xemnas.

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

... If you didn't look older I'd think you were the same Xemnas I know, considering how much you both talk.

[this Saix doesn't have a reason to really watch his mouth around Xemnas.]

[heartinvoid.livejournal.com]

[ If he weren't so well mannered he would have wrestled him to the ground and force him to submit and apologize... But alas, this Saix was calm...and a bit younger looking. Fascinating. ]

Yes... Well, i apologize. I just feel i should try to say exactly what crosses my mind from time to time. It alleviates any confusion and doubt that the other person or person(s) may have. Speaking thoroughly makes it easier to get all the facts at once... Rather than starting a subject, tapering off a bit, and having the other ask 'I'm sorry, i'm afraid i do not understand.'....Understand?

[...Ok so he talked a little bit too much... ]

[hesafireman.livejournal.com]

(Montag!Axel, wearing this jacket (http://fc03.deviantart.com/fs18/f/2007/138/6/e/Fahrenheit_451_by_real_faker.jpg), here stares, kind of horrified)

A-are you okay?

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

[just swipes some of the sticky 'blood' away, rolling his shoulders. not the Axel he knows.]

I'm fine. They're not real.

[skymning-land.livejournal.com]

[fjsk;a. stares.]

Y-you're... bl...

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

Bleeding?

[smirking, because this is just all sorts of amusing to him.]

[skymning-land.livejournal.com]

[s-slow nod. do you know an actor when you see one, Saix?]

And... you're--

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

[waves a hand to get him to continue. all things considered?]

[skymning-land.livejournal.com]

... dead?

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

Not exactly.

[skymning-land.livejournal.com]

[looks confused.]

Then what are you?