after all, I'm still a jerk playing with matches

[wholenineyards.livejournal.com]

[back to the library for this Demyx, looking tired and cold. he's curled up in a bundle of blankets, sitting in front of one of the many fireplaces scattered around the large room. he's been trying to get a fire going for a while, but every time the matches burn down to his fingers without lighting the wood and he ends up tossing them away with a curse. he's gone through most of them at this point, rattling the little box around to judge how many are left]

Dicks, why is this so hard to do?

[he strikes another match against the box, waiting to see if maybe this time the wood will catch...]

Comments

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Just gives him a weird look, then smirks.]

... But I wasn't even trying.

[wholenineyards.livejournal.com]

Alice in Wonderland, man. Come on.

And no. None of that. We are not playing that game.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Snort.]

Never read it...

What game? I was just saying...

[aand totally trying to mess with him c: so he'll just dodge that blanket now.]

[wholenineyards.livejournal.com]

It's a good read if you like something a little trippy.

And don't you dare. I'm on to you.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

I'll have to see if the library has a copy...

[Innocent smile]

I'm not doing anything..

[Shields himself- NOT THE HAIR~]

[wholenineyards.livejournal.com]

This place has everything. I found one a while ago.

And you can't fool me. I know what you're up to.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Just tosses one blanket back.]

Well I have yet to find Indiana Jones movies.

Oh really? What are you, a mind reader?

[wholenineyards.livejournal.com]

Yeah. That's my secret mutant power. I got it when Professor Xavier bit me.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Snorts]

I think you're getting your comic books mixed up.

[wholenineyards.livejournal.com]

No, that's totally how you transfer mutant genes. Bite a dude, give him mutant rabies.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Just blinks at him]

... where do you get this stuff?