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[a boy, about thirteen and incredibly Vexen-like in appearance, walks through a door with his head bowed.]

...Master, I--

[he raises his head and promptly freezes; this was not where he was heading. turning to go back, he just gets more confused when all he sees is a wall. he tugs on the vine-like cuffs keeping his hands loosely bound, a nervous habit he'd developed.]

I'm fairly certain I didn't walk through a portal without noticing...

(ooc: Info in journal~.)

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[.......eyebrow.]

Master?

[stares a little, since last he checked Riku was male-- oh wait, question. scowls.]

That's none of your business.

[c'mon, Amina, there are vines intricately laced around his wrists and neck. who do you think he was talking to?]

[confused-looking ten year old (very soaking wet) Demyx giving you a funny look now. sorry, he's confusing you with a different Vexen.]

The heck is wrong with you?

[was just. slightly boggled by the idea of a Vexen calling someone master.]

What, I'm just curious.

[well he'll just confuse you with the Demyx he knows, then.]

I could ask the same; last I saw, you were not so short.

[crosses his arms, looking annoyed.]

What're you talking about? I bet I've gotten even taller since then.

Yes, well, I'm curious as to why you're female, but you don't see me asking.

[huffs, wanting to cross his arms but unable to with the vine connecting his wrists.]

Because I was created that way?

[...this has so much potential to be very amusing for her.]

This is not amusing. The last I saw you, you were very much an adult.

[he may bow down to Marluxia, but he'll still look down his nose at everyone else.]

Created- you're a Replica?

[looks very much surprised, staring at her in shock.]

... Are you from some freaky world where I'm the old one instead of you?

[drags a hand over his face.]

I assure you, this is not my normal age.

Uh, yeah?

[does not understand why you're so surprised.]

[exhales heavily, the shock turning to genuine interest.]

And you function normally?

Oh. You shrink yourself or somethin'?

[has gotten that this is not the Vexen from his world now, but he's not going to get any closer 'cause... lol it's still Vexen, and Vexen's a jerk who freezes his feet to the floor.]

Why wouldn't I?

[does she have to do some kind of impressive magic-y thing to prove it.]

Something like that.

[a dark look, though it's not directed at Demyx.]

[frowns, hands moving up so he can run one through his hair, the other forced to stay level to his chin because of the vine.]

Mine didn't survive. Who created you?

... So wait. You're a Vexen, but you're really an adult. 'Cept now you're a kid.

[crosses his arms, trying to figure this one out.]

'A' Vexen?

[maybe explain about the doubles before you confuse the poor guy, huh?]

[...well, that's a little depressing.]

My world's Vexen.

[he tried, okay.]

...what?

Oh, uh, right. Welcome to the dressing room. I'm not the Demyx you know, you're not the Vexen I know, there are doubles of everyone and no way out. It's not so bad! Really weird'n random crap happens all the time. There was a huge wave of water out of nowhere earlier. It was totally awesome.

I... see.

[takes the information in with an odd expression.]

Who's here?

[and failed.]

This place brings in people from different worlds. The Vexen who created me was a girl.

[imagine ~~a world with hover bacon~~ a female you, Vexen.]

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