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[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Kurt seems to have ended up in a spa area of the dressing room. Pools and fountains and water and steam (and for some reason, a rubber duck).

Whatever the case, this is one baffled desert Heartless. He peers at his own reflection, pokes one of the pools, recoils a little at the splash with a bemused frown - what is with this stuff? He's fairly sure that he's never seen so much before...]

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[nagadem.livejournal.com]

[there are ripples in one of the larger pools before a head breaks the surface- and he abruptly pauses at the sight of someone unfamiliar.]

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[He nearly jumps back in surprise at the company, steadies himself... flails a bit. What the-?]

Ah!

[nagadem.livejournal.com]

[raises farther, and is that a large snake coiled up in there with him?]

Hss...

[nope.]

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Well, now. That's unusual. But considering his natural form, he's got no room to stare (just look slightly baffled).]

Hm. Is this your place, then?

[nagadem.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head, eying Kurt thoughtfully. even among all this steam, he can still taste the darkness rolling off him.]

It iss free for ussse, I don't mind.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Kurt nods. Hard to hide something like that, not that he'd want to. Though is this Demyx like his fellows in ways other than the physical - in matters of having a heart?]

Use how? It is ... unfamiliar.

[He gives the pool another splash.]

[nagadem.livejournal.com]

[he's very hearted, actually. his only oddity is the whole... naga thing.]

Hssss... to ressst in? Bathe? Do you not come from sssomewhere with water?

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Well, that helps - doesn't feel like he's just talking to the pool.]

There was ... very little back home.

[nagadem.livejournal.com]

A desert dweller?

[not terribly surprised by that, actually. he's got a look to him.]

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[And another nod.]

I was.

[nagadem.livejournal.com]

[settles back in the water comfortably.]

That would explain it.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[He laughs slightly.]

Indeed. You see my problem. It is all rather - unfamiliar.

[nagadem.livejournal.com]

I would imagine ssso. I remember that feeling from when I firsst arrived in thisss 'dresssing room'.

[femmyx.livejournal.com]

Hey, what are you doing in here?

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[He looks over - whoa, seeing double?]

I came in. I was curious.

[femmyx.livejournal.com]

You make it sound like you've never seen water before.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

I hadn't. Not like this.

[So matter of fact.]

[femmyx.livejournal.com]

Care to elaborate?

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

There was none where I lived. Nothing worth seeing, at least.

[femmyx.livejournal.com]

Are you from Agrabah? That place was all sand and too dry for me to enjoy.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[He pauses for a second-]

I believe I have heard the name. That is it, yes.

[femmyx.livejournal.com]

I've been there a few times. I prefer Atlantica, though.

[a pause.]

What's your name? I don't think I've seen any doubles of you at all.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

Where is that? [he pauses in turn] And it's Kurt. Yours would be...?

[femmyx.livejournal.com]

I'm Demyx. Nice to meet ya, Kurt.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[He gives her a nod.]

...You too. Though you didn't answer about Atlantica.