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[zombie-arts.livejournal.com]

[Namine's sitting on the counter in the kitchen, swinging her legs and eating frozen pink lemonade concentrate straight out of the package with a spoon. there's a splash of grey paint on her cheek that she hasn't bothered to wash off yet, and what looks like a half finished trail of bloody butterflies painted up her arm.]

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[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

This place hates me. Good to know you're still alive.

[eyes her neck for a second, but figures it's makeup and goes back to searching for coffee. he has his own pot in his room, so he just needs a tin.]

[zombie-arts.livejournal.com]

Hates you?

-and of course I am! What are you looking for?

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

It chose to lock me away separately, it seems. I took it as an opportunity to write something.

[which explains the most recent lack of sleep and why he's pulling out a container of coffee grounds and holding it so she can see.]

My door returned when the food ran out.

[zombie-arts.livejournal.com]

[frowns and kicks the counter with her heel.]

This place can be such an ass sometimes.

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

Has it done anything to you?

[unlike his Nobody counterparts, this Saix can be and sound concerned.]

[zombie-arts.livejournal.com]

Uh, the place, not really...

[aaah can she lie about the scar, she's pretty sure she can't.]

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

Well?

[calmly watches her, waiting to hear what she has to say.]

[zombie-arts.livejournal.com]

[cough.]

Weeeeell, some crazy Saix bit me.

[points to the scar on her neck.]

And this Marluxia made one hallway all horror movie and stuff, and kind of pinned me to a wall with thorny vines. But he was okay and let me go, and I got to pet his zombie.

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

He bit you?

[blinks, somewhat wide-eyed. give him a moment, he'll get to the Marluxia business in a minute.]

[zombie-arts.livejournal.com]

And drank my blood. Except he wasn't even a vampire or anything, he was just completely nuts.

[rubs the scar, pouting.]

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

[why are all the other versions of him insane?]

If he comes after you again, let me know. How long ago was this, anyway?

[zombie-arts.livejournal.com]

[bad characterization /what]

Alright. It was, uh... I can't remember exactly.

[bloodonmyscript.livejournal.com]

[fff not always.]

You can't remember when someone bit you?

thx html

[zombie-arts.livejournal.com]

It was... late January. Um.

[THINKING.]

The... twenty-sixth? Twenty-seventh?