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[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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[... someone's just come in with a half-full package of cherry punch. blinks at her, spoon still in his mouth. well.]

Hi!

[waves a bit, spoon in hand.]

... hey.

[goes back to nomming the concentrate, eying him curiously. that's an odd outfit.]

[oh look, it's Saix. he looks-- well, awful. possibly like he hasn't slept in days. and he's heading straight for the cabinets that hold coffee.]

[pauses in eating, then puts the spoon into the package and sets it aside.]

Saix?

Namine?

[glances over at her, blinking a few times. did we forget to mention he's wearing his glasses? oh well, he's pulling them off with one hand now.]

[goes towards the freezer.]

Are you okay? I haven't seen you in a while.

[oh, there's a scar on her neck, but ignore that. it's just makeup, right?]

Why're you wearing that?

[curiosity~.]

[glances over his shoulder.]

What? ... my suit?

Yeah.

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.]

Hates you?

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

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.

[frowns and kicks the counter with her heel.]

This place can be such an ass sometimes.

Has it done anything to you?

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

Uh, the place, not really...

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

Well?

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

[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.

He bit you?

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

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

[rubs the scar, pouting.]

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

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

[bad characterization /what]

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

[fff not always.]

You can't remember when someone bit you?

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