one thousand prayers;

[viciously.livejournal.com]

[ There's a brightly-lit corner of the dressing room where a certain Marluxia has made himself comfortable. If one were to approach, they'd find themselves in the center of one spectacular mess of color.





Origami cranes. No more than two hundred, mind, but his placement of the objects makes it appear as if there are much, much more. Some are strewn about the surface of the white table where he is currently seated. Others have been strung together and are now hanging from various points of the ceiling. Still more have been placed upon flat surfaces here and there. Oh, why is he spending what precious time and energy he has on this project? As if he'll ever tell. His business is his own, after all~ ]


[ ooc; s'up s'up, errbody? I have this thing where I like to post like a half an hour before I step out of the door AND I AM BEING EATEN ALIVE BY A RESEARCH PAPER AND A FEW ESSAYS ON THE SIDE so tagging will be slow. 3: a-also I guess I could say that he's met a Hiro idek;;; ]

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[cutestreaper.livejournal.com]

[of course there will be curious bystanders, and of course they will be eavesdropping little boys. what else did you expect? Sora is fluttering in the doorway, blue eyes wide with wonder.]

I never saw you as the type.

*also evading essays like woah*

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[origami just happens to be the latest obsession hobby of this replica, and he looks at the multitude of cranes in absolute awe, carefully touching them as he walks through the area.]

[viciously.livejournal.com]

[ Yawn. Tell him something he doesn't know, Hero; maybe then you might be graced with an answer. Until then, his attention is fixed on the work of his hands: folding, creasing, flipping over, pressing. ]

[cutestreaper.livejournal.com]

[those tiny wings-- surely they weren't what was keeping him afloat-- flutter as he approaches the man, reaching out to pick up a crane.]

I think it's all really kind of silly.

procrastination ftw o/

[viciously.livejournal.com]

[ Oh really? What an unhappy coincidence, then. As it happens, Marluxia is just putting the finishing touches on a crane, putting him in a position to be able to see .. ]

Mn. I'd rather you not touch.

more like panicked apathy in my case XD

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[he's quick to pull his hand away.]

S-sorry. Did you make all of these?

[viciously.livejournal.com]

[ That's just what he said to the bumbling little man who introduced him to the concept, actually. He throws an unidentifiable sort of glance at the boy before swatting his hand away. ]

"It's the thought that counts".

[ Why yes, that sounded a bit rehearsed. ]

[cutestreaper.livejournal.com]

You think?

[a grin splits across his face, fangs and all. it's not his superior, so why should he show respect?]

I think relying on paper is silly, but obviously I can't stop you.

[viciously.livejournal.com]

[ That look that just crossed the Keybearer's face right now.

That look was absolutely delicious. And he affords a small smirk as his approval, deciding to pay closer attention to the boy from this point forward. ]

So you know about the tradition. And you've made it obvious that you know well enough about me. I wonder how well you can put two and two together.

there's that too .-.

[viciously.livejournal.com]

[ A housebroken XIII? Interesting. Though a quick scan of his appearance tells him what he needs to know: not of his continuity. Boo. ]

Of course.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[looks sort of wary... but no one that's into origami could be that bad, right?]

Do you know about the legend?

[viciously.livejournal.com]

[ He'll have you think that way, yes. &hearts ]

Senbazuru? Again, of course. I can't say that I'm folding all these cranes for the sheer enjoyment.

[femmyx.livejournal.com]

Did a rainbow explode in here?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Then what are you wishing for?

[he's got a sword, so don't try anything funny. :|]

[viciously.livejournal.com]

I would have thought you would be more appreciative of the scene. Doubly, as you are as well a female.

[femmyx.livejournal.com]

What's the point of it anyway? You never struck me as the type who'd make this stuff.

[cutestreaper.livejournal.com]

I'm not a mind reader, but the you I knew was always greedy.

[his head tilts just a bit, his hands pressed together with every finger lined, pointers pressing against his lips. he's floating in mid air with his legs crossed, and elbow at each knee.]

Taking wild guesses is risky, and I wouldn't want to give you more bad ideas, now would I?

[nottherealthing.livejournal.com]

This is new.

[As much as he detests Marluxias, he finds this too amusing to just ignore.]

[viciously.livejournal.com]

If I tell you, my wish will never be granted, now will it?

[ We don't want to spill blood or any equivalents of on the pretty paper. ]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Huh. You're probably right. Sorry, I won't ask, then.

[viciously.livejournal.com]

[ He looks away for a moment and reverts his attention back to the nearly finished paper bird in his hands. A pinch of the wings and a pull and voilà! ]

Greedy is such an ugly word. And I can assure you that there's nothing you could guess that I already haven't considered.

[ Turns in his chair and places the crane on the top of Sora's head. ]

[viciously.livejournal.com]

Apologies are wasted on my kind, you know this.

[ He pulls out a fresh sheet of origami from his packet and begins the process of folding and creasing all over again. ]

[viciously.livejournal.com]

Mn, well, I'm full of surprises, now aren't I?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Still. They're not wasted on me. Call me selfish, but I feel better if I apologize.

[looks fascinated at how quickly Marluxia folds the paper.]

[viciously.livejournal.com]

So I've been informed.