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[crownwielding.livejournal.com]

[and there's a new Sora falling into the Dressing Room through a hole that just opened in the ceiling. He hits the ground with a resounding thud! his crown rolling lazily off to one side, he's thoroughly dazed at this point. To make things even worse his scepter decides to make an appearance, dropping in from the ceiling, and nailing Sora right between the eyes. There he is, Sora, prince of Destiny Islands, sprawled out on the floor. Anyone feel like helping him up?]

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[conflagrate]

[Now there's something different. She'll just be strolling on over and staring down at him. Or possibly at the crown.]

[crownwielding.livejournal.com]

[he'll just be lying on the floor in a head-injury induced daze, excuse him. He does see a red and black blob though, you might have to say something.]

[conflagrate]

[Nudges him with the tip of her boot.]

You alive down there?

[crownwielding.livejournal.com]

[blinks a couple of times, and focuses in on the blob turned Axel.]

Wha-what happened?

[conflagrate]

Uh, from what I saw? You dropped, the stick dropped...

[A shrug. If you know an Axel, please notice that this one's got a more feminine voice. And tits, if your sight is back correctly yet.]

[crownwielding.livejournal.com]

[Nah, he doesn't know an Axel. Sora, he doesn't get out of the palace much.]

It's not a stick, it's my scepter.

[going to slowly sit up now, he probably thinks Axel is some kind of commoner.]

[conflagrate]

Okay, so it's a fancy stick.

[Going to wait and see if Sora's naturally hard head has saved him from needing a potion. And if she's even feeling charitable enough to give him one.]

[crownwielding.livejournal.com]

[It looks like hard-headedness has prevailed again. He looks fine, if not a little worse for the wear, no permanent damage done. Though he is going to frown at you for that comment Axel.]

No it's not it's a-Do you know who I am, commoner?

[conflagrate]

Oh man, here we go.

[She smirks, leaning down with her hands on her hips.]

And how, my dear little Sora, would you know I'm just a commoner?

[antedupmyheart.livejournal.com]

[Not something you see every day, that. 'Sup Sora, have a Luxord watching from nearby.]

[crownwielding.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hey Luxord. Sora's just going to continue being KO'ed on the floor. You might need to get a little closer.]

[antedupmyheart.livejournal.com]

[Closer he can do, bending over to see if the poor kid's still among the land of the living.]

[crownwielding.livejournal.com]

[yeah, he's breathing alright. He kind of groans a bit, and his eyes open up to a black and yellow blob leaning over him. Busy staring at Luxord now.]

[antedupmyheart.livejournal.com]

Ah, so he lives after all.

[crownwielding.livejournal.com]

[okay, blinking a couple of times, clearing his vision.]

Wha-Who are you?

[antedupmyheart.livejournal.com]

The name's Luxord.

[crownwielding.livejournal.com]

[slooowly going to sit up now]

How did I-This isn't the palace is it.

[antedupmyheart.livejournal.com]

Far from it, I fear.

[dawnrise]

[Not something you see every day. This particular Riku probably shouldn't be up and moving like she is, left shoulder bandaged where her arm had been ripped out not long ago. Nonetheless, here she goes, crouching down beside the newest Sora.]

Hey.

[crownwielding.livejournal.com]

[he slowly opens his eyes, focusing in on the currently gray blob that's clouding his vision.]

Wha-what happened?

[dawnrise]

[Oh you Soras and your constantly getting into trouble.]

You fell through the ceiling.

[crownwielding.livejournal.com]

[Slowly going to make his way into a sitting position, gingerly rubbing his forehead. Yeah, there's an indent right between his eyes where the scepter hit. Ouch.]

I fell through the-What happened to your arm?

[Cuts off after noticing the missing appendage, he's never seen anything like that before.]

[dawnrise]

It's a long story.

[No, it isn't, but she doesn't want to get into that yet, if she has to at all. She moves her one arm over the mutilated shoulder, over the bandages.]

How's your head?

[lower-case-x.livejournal.com]

...Hey!

[Xehanort just about winces as he sees the plummeting figure - not to mention all the regalia following.
Now that's interesting... doesn't scare him, though. Not Master Ansem's heir.]

Hey, there. Are you okay?

[realbadge.livejournal.com]

[... okay, then. gives him a hand, crouching down.]