like a dog chasing cars

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[Hey dressing room, this guy's been strangely quiet for a while, hasn't he? Well, there's no excuse for that.

He's out wandering around again, though, and he's looking to cause some trouble. He just needs to be presented with the right opportunity. He's hoping to find that opportunity in the library; oh hey, is that a lighter in his hand? Maybe not the best thing to have around all that paper...]

(ooc: ugh headache, will reply when brain is less disfunctional)

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[stillwiththem.livejournal.com]

[the library's one of her usual spots, so she's just nestled in a chair and reading quietly.]

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[A grin, and he's on his way over, lighter held out at the bookshelf he passes, just barely touching it to the edge of the books, certainly not enough to light them, but who knows, maybe one of the volumes is feeling particularly flammable today.

He'll just be sneaking up behind Kairi to look over her shoulder, silent, until finally,] Whatcha reading?

[stillwiththem.livejournal.com]

[sdfdsjlfkd jumps, startled. in a flash she's out of her chair and her knives are drawn- until she realizes what she's doing and sheathes them again.]

You shouldn't sneak up on people like that.

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[ffff Kairi's actions make him snicker, and he eyes those knives interestedly until they're sheathed again, at which point green eyes flick to her face, still smirking bemusedly.]

You should be more aware of your surroundings.

[ceilingsora.livejournal.com]

[someone's in the video game cheat section.]

... I know I saw one, come on...

[stillwiththem.livejournal.com]

I usually am. I got too into my book.

[frowns a little, moving back to the chair.]

[pouty.livejournal.com]

Why's your hair green like grass?

[says the short one down here.]

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[here's a Roxas, perched on an end table with a book about arson resting comfortably in his lap. couches are for squares.]

[amaranteleven.livejournal.com]

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[Stands, so he's not leaning over the back of the chair anymore.]

Whatcha reading?

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[Tsk tsk.]

Cheating's a crime, you know~

[stillwiththem.livejournal.com]

Just something on magic. I promised a kid I'd teach him and his friend.

[closes the book and puts it on the nearby coffee table, though.]

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[looks around. what. who--oh, down there. Well hello~]

Because. Why's yours yellow like... something yellow? [Oh, Joker, fail.]

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[Wanders over and sits in front of that table, on the floor, looking up at him for a moment. Oh, is he holding the lighter up to the back of your book? Why, yes, yes he is.]

[ceilingsora.livejournal.com]

--not when it's video games!

[waves a hand in a 'shoo shoo' sort of way.]

oh that was a golden typo.

[pouty.livejournal.com]

Like dandelions.

[or pee, but. either way Roxas is coming closer.]

Are you some kind of clown?

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[it takes a moment for him to notice, but when he does, he simply raises an eyebrow and holds the book out before dropping it straight down into Joker's lap.]

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[It has pink hair. And it seems to be trying to avoid him. Psh. Joker's favorite. He's like a cat, in that sense, he's drawn to people that don't like cats--I mean, don't like him. Or would rather avoid him.

The Joker makes his way over and leans back against the bookshelf next to where this Marluxia is looking, casually looking out over the rest of the library.]

...

Hello. [Your scar intrigues him~]

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

You like magic? Know any good tricks?

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[Shoo? You don't shoo him! He's not going away.]

Oh yeah? What game're ya playing?

haha

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[Okay, those.] Yeah, like weeds.

I'm the Joker! [Grin!] My card, [Holds it out to him, idly flicking the lighter with his other hand.]

[stillwiththem.livejournal.com]

[shakes her head a bit.]

Most of the magic I know is made for combat.

[jokeraxel.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hey. Lame. He picks up the book and tosses it aside.]

Y'like fire?

[pouty.livejournal.com]

Oh, cool.

[takes it, tilting his head a little. he hasn't done anything but eat, sleep, and search in the past week or so, so this is surely an improvement for a kid.]

Can you do a trick?

[sketchy-pages.livejournal.com]

Roxas? You around?

[poke poke around. huh. where'd she go? that was the last time he's wandering off by his own. here, Jokerxel, have a male!Sketchbook.]