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[paintedpastel.livejournal.com]

[A new Naminé has entered the dressing room. Unfortunately, she has yet to notice; mainly because she seems to have brought her room with her. It's completely white and sparsely furnished, but it even has the little caged doll hanging from the ceiling. She's seated quietly at the table, putting the finishing touches on a picture of Castle Oblivion.]

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[to-break.livejournal.com]

Why, Naminé.

[paintedpastel.livejournal.com]

[She sucks in a quiet breath, looking up from her sketchbook hesitantly.]

[to-break.livejournal.com]

Is that a way to say hello?

[paintedpastel.livejournal.com]

[...Her hands curl slightly in her lap, eyes dropping to them.]

H-Hello.

[to-break.livejournal.com]

[ gently ]

I don't think I could hear you, Naminé. Would you mind saying that again?

[paintedpastel.livejournal.com]

[Raises her gaze again, swallowing.]

Hello.

[thorned-schism.livejournal.com]

My, such memories.

[paintedpastel.livejournal.com]

[Wait, hold on.]

M-Marluxia?

[thorned-schism.livejournal.com]

「 mm, another one who isn't hers - in name at least 」

Indeed.

[paintedpastel.livejournal.com]

But... you're...

[So much confusion.]

[thorned-schism.livejournal.com]

「 arches an eyebrow, but that smile unfolding on her lips suggests she is anything but perplexed 」

Does it matter, Naminé?

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

[quiet footsteps bring this one over to look at her work.]

What're you drawin'?

[paintedpastel.livejournal.com]

[--That would be the pastel she was using snapping in half before she looks down at Kairi in shock.]

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

[and she jumps a bit because of it, eyes wider.]

'M sorry! I didn't mean to scare you.

[paintedpastel.livejournal.com]

How...

[Is there a tiny version of Sora's friend in the Castle?]

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

Huh?

[this is just confusing her.]

[pseudomancy.livejournal.com]

[...well. this isn't exactly the room he'd expected to walk into--oh hi Namine]

[paintedpastel.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't know notice him just yet, making a few final strokes with the pastel she's holding before setting it down and examining the picture.]

[pseudomancy.livejournal.com]

[he's. kind of hoping she's the one her knows >:]

Namine?

[paintedpastel.livejournal.com]

[Sorry, Rep. She jumps a bit, startled.]

W-What?

[nottherealthing.livejournal.com]

Namine?

[He can tell this isn't the one he knows, but a Namine is a Namine, and he can't help but be a little curious. Oh, and this Rep isn't in his dark clothes, so feel free to mistake him for Riku.]

[paintedpastel.livejournal.com]

[Except for the fact that she doesn't know the Replica either, so she'd mistake him either way. Someone who isn't one of the Organization saying her name startles her and she drops her pastel.]

[nottherealthing.livejournal.com]

[he's a bit hesitant to approach, so he just stands still for now, looking pretty calm.]

Hey. You okay?

[paintedpastel.livejournal.com]

R-Riku?

[It's the only thing she can think of, even though she only even knows about him from Sora's memories.]

[nottherealthing.livejournal.com]

... Could say that.

[She can't tell. Maybe this is good, not that his act really matters here. Nonetheless, he still looks pretty calm.]