Just another piece of that always fragmented dream...

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[She has finally settled snugly into her room, hiding from the cold under her covers, sketching quietly and contently. It's been a while she's she's attended to her art, and for not so enjoyable reasons. Thankfully, she has fresh bandages on her arms and legs, and has made sure to lock her door, lest any unwelcoming figures come to disturb her peace of mind.

She yawns a little. A couple of nightmares have been keeping her up the past few nights, and has never been able to compensate her loss of sleep. Maybe now she'll get her peace and quiet.]





[ooc: or not (*bother*). wouldn't be too surprised if one or two knew how to get past locked doors here. hm?]

Comments

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

Shut up, Ms. Sunshine.

[he can't really call her a mean name. somehow, he can't bring himself too.]

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

Ms. Sunshine, huh? Very mean...and accurate might I add.

[Smiles. It's a sweet name compared to the one she gave him.]

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

I'm not as creative as you. Cut me some slack.

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs.]

Well then maybe I should call you Mr. Uncreative. Although that just doesn't have the same ring.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

I can live with Mr. Pouty-face. Just not 'Roxie'. Last member who called me that had a punch to the face.

[a.k.a. Demyx.]

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Laughs.]

R-Rox.. [Shakes her head.]

Consequences aside, I don't think I could call you that. It's too girly. I can't do that to you. [Laughs even more.]

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

...If you did, I'd be calling you Nuuuuuuh-meeeeeeen. Or Nammers.

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Sticks her tongue out.]

I hate those nicknames. The Seifer back home always called me 'Nuh-meen'.

Never heard of Nammers though.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

That's what some Axels call the Namines here, I think.

No disgusting nicknames then?

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

'S that so?

[Nods.] Agreed...

...although that sort of depends on your definition of disgusting.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

Roxie is disgusting. Or Roxanne for that matter.

...and Chicken wuss, Rock-ass... [Roxas gets all the bad puns, if you notice.]

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Chuckles softly.]

How lovely.

I'll be sure to steer clear of those...[Fought a small temptation to actually call him one of those.]

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

I would be very grateful if you did. As much as my lack of heart can anyway.

[if she did, he would pout harder.]

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

Of course.

...still kind of hard to believe you don't have a heart.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

How come?

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Pauses and thinks.]

Maybe 'cause you're so nice.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[this will be him pausing to stare at her. he's been caught off guard. mostly because no one has ever called him 'nice' to his face before.]

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Notices the lack of response and shoots her head up and looks at him, thinking she said something weird.]

W-what?

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[slow smile at her]

You're...probably the first person who told me that.

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Just stares for a few moments, blinking a few times.]

I find that also hard to believe.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

You'll have to believe it. I'm a traitor according to the Organization, even my best friend thought I betrayed him, the friends I thought I knew in Twilight Town weren't real, and Sora's friends see me as his Nobody.

[bottom line; he has no one.]

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Frowns at first, then ponders for a bit.]

Well then... [Walks up to him.] How about I formally introduce myself, as a friend.

Hello there, I'm Miss Namine Sunshine. And you?

[Extends her arm, as if for a handshake. Cheesy, but she doesn't care.]

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

[Cheesy alright. he stares at her hand for a second before smiling himself, taking it]

I'm Mr. Roxas Pouty-face.

[nobodytheartist.livejournal.com]

[Grins]

And now you do have a friend.

[virtualmemories.livejournal.com]

Who really needs to get herself some sleep.