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[sane-as-me.livejournal.com]

[now here's something you definitely don't see every day; an Olette, seated on a table in the main area. she's dressed a little... oddly, with her bright clothing that doesn't match, her necklace of bottle caps, her radish earrings, and the polished stick tucked behind her ear. she looks to be reading a magazine. if you can read upside down, you'll be able to see that the title is "The Quibbler". she doesn't seem terrible bothered by her surroundings, pink-stockinged legs swinging a bit as she reads.]


(ooc: Oyyyy. Olette taking the place of Luna Lovegood.)

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[chippity-chip.livejournal.com]

[starin' up at you]

Why are you reading upside down?

[sane-as-me.livejournal.com]

[doesn't look up from her magazine- or down from it, for that matter.]

Why not?

[chippity-chip.livejournal.com]

Shouldn't you be reading it right side up?

[sane-as-me.livejournal.com]

How do you know I'm not already? Maybe the rest of the world is reading it the wrong way and they don't realize it.

[lowers the magazine so she can see him.]

That's a rather awful spell to be stuck in.

[chippity-chip.livejournal.com]

[bounds over to her]

How'd you know it was a spell?

[sane-as-me.livejournal.com]

Well, sentient teacups are one thing, but talking ones are another altogether. It's quite obvious.

[dawnrise]

[just walking past, pay no attention to her. she does give Olette a glance, though - you don't see them around very much.]

[sane-as-me.livejournal.com]

[glances up from her magazine right when Riku glances over and tilts her head slightly.]

Is it Thursday?

[dawnrise]

[stops where she is, blinking at her.]

No?

[sane-as-me.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[glances back down at the page she's on.]

What day is it?

[dawnrise]

[raises an eyebrow.]

Sunday. Why?

[sane-as-me.livejournal.com]

Hmmm. Then it can't have been the Heliopaths.

[frowns faintly, closing the magazine and tapping it against her lips in thought.]

[dawnrise]

[...alright, she'll ask.]

The what?

[catoptric.livejournal.com]

[tilts his head slightly to the side. Roxas lacks the particular talent of reading upside-down.]

[sane-as-me.livejournal.com]

[doesn't look up from her magazine.]

Hello Roxas, you're looking particularly doubled today.

[catoptric.livejournal.com]

Why are you trying to read that upside-down?

[sane-as-me.livejournal.com]

I'm not.

[catoptric.livejournal.com]

[who takes things too literally and is oblivious to ambiguity?]

Yes, you are.

[sane-as-me.livejournal.com]

You seem very certain of that.

[turns a page absently.]

[memorywizard.livejournal.com]

(...well, that's different)

What are you reading?

[sane-as-me.livejournal.com]

The Quibbler.

[doesn't look up.]

[memorywizard.livejournal.com]

Oh.
What's it about?

[sane-as-me.livejournal.com]

It's a tabloid my father is the editor of.

[memorywizard.livejournal.com]

Is it good?

(only. kind of knows what a tabloid is)

[sane-as-me.livejournal.com]

Oh, quite good! Though unfortunately, not everyone seems to think so.