your princess is in another castle

[fromshadow]

[there's a new Riku walking down a hallway, Way to Dawn in hand. he looks about nineteen, dressed in dark clothing that is neither Organization garb nor the standard Riku wear. he looks... annoyed, for the most part, with a slight, underlying not-quite-panic to him.]

Positive this isn't where I was supposed to be.

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[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

None of us are, but you get used to it. Or go nuts. Sometimes both.

*is sitting on a nearby sofa, folding a basket of laundry*

[fromshadow]

[starting the brainbreak off early, huh. stares, grip tightening on his keyblade.]

What are you talking about?

[the 'and who the hell are you?' is unspoken.]

[falseapparation.livejournal.com]

I know the feeling.

[Sup, ghostku passing by, giving you the curious look.]

[fromshadow]

[yeah he's going to stop and stare.]

....really.

[falseapparation.livejournal.com]

Really.

[Stare all you like, or stare through him if you like.]

Unfortunately it seems this happens a lot.

[fromshadow]

[studies him for a moment, shifting in place.]

Explanation would be nice.

[falseapparation.livejournal.com]

Not sure I'm too good at explaining things yet.

[He has this unconscious tendency to mirror his doubles' movements, shifting a little as well.]

I's a different dimension. And people from all different places and times get pulled in and never let out. We're all the same select people too.

[fromshadow]

....hm.

[goes quiet as he thinks about this.]

And the overabundance of Heartless?

[falseapparation.livejournal.com]

Seems there's a spell going on that turned people into heartless. But they can still talk for some reason, so it's probably temporary.

[fromshadow]

Never heard of a spell like that.

[...but he's dismissing Way to Dawn.]

[falseapparation.livejournal.com]

I've heard Maleficent is the one popping in to cause them. No lasting damage seems to be done though, so who knows what she's up to.

[fromshadow]

Maleficent?

[he looks startled, maybe because he hasn't actually heard the name for a while now.]

[falseapparation.livejournal.com]

[Nods, looking pretty mellow over all this.]

Possibly an entirely different version than who you or I'm familiar with.

[fromshadow]

I'd hope so.

[mumbles it, expression calming again.]

So... look-a-likes, no exit... anything else?

[falseapparation.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs, shaking his head, but-]

Ah, well the kitchen supposedly keep themselves restocked. I wouldn't know for sure though.

[fromshadow]

Don't suppose you know where they are, at least?

[hasn't eaten in a while.]

[falseapparation.livejournal.com]

I do, lucky for you.

[Strolls off at a casual pace towards a kitchen.]

[fromshadow]

Yeah, lucky me.

[follows after him, tucking his hands in his pockets and taking in his surroundings critically.]

[falseapparation.livejournal.com]

[After a bit of walking, behold the kitchen. Nothing too special.]

There are a bunch of other rooms as well.

[fromshadow]

Like?

[heads for the fridge, slightly tense thanks to the whole... situation.]

[falseapparation.livejournal.com]

[Completely understandable. There's not much for him to do but stand- er, float here though.]

Like empty bedrooms for staying in, a ballroom, a library... name it, and it should be in here somewhere.

[fromshadow]

Great. Not much help, though.

[pokes around in the fridge cautiously.]

[falseapparation.livejournal.com]

Look, I only know what I've heard from lurking around. I only got here yesterday.

[fromshadow]

Mm.

[that's the only answer you're getting, he's crunching on an apple now as he closes the fridge again.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*brainbreak is always fun; he's just going to fold a few pairs of children's footie pyjamas*

This isn't your world anymore. It's called the dressing room and we're all trapped here. Do you mind giving me that sock by your foot? I dropped it.