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[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[There's a hooded figure slumped against the wall of the Dressing Room, looking gravely injured and looking like they need help.]

[ooc: info on profile.]

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[isirocks.livejournal.com]

[oh hey, that doesn't look good. he's already pulling a potion out of his pocket as he heads over, iguana following behind him.]

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[When that hood's lowered, guess who.]

[leopardreversal.livejournal.com]

[... ohno. quickly jumps over to her, on his knees.]

H-hey, are you conscious?

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

Go away, Key-brat.

[Look who's underneath it. She's pained, but she's glaring at you.]

[deleo-amicus.livejournal.com]

You okay?

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

You concerned for me now?

[In a hood AND a helmet. perfect.]

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

[Well, that's not something he wanted to see. But he's still willing to help (if he can) so he'll just be heading on over.]

Are you alright?

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[Glares at you]

[gotowardslight.livejournal.com]

[...He's skeptical, since they've got an Org cloak, but he approaches anyway, because dang. Major injuries.]

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[Hello, Riku. There's a sneer forming beneath that pained expression.]

now to throw someone who WOULDN'T help

[thunderistic.livejournal.com]

[Oh my, what have we here? There's the click-click-click of heels on the floor as Larxene makes her way over.]

baw

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[Looks up at her. S-shit.]

[sundowningly.livejournal.com]

[Never a good sign. Thus he's coming over to investigate.]

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[Have a familiar face looking back, Riku.]

[nottherealthing.livejournal.com]

[...Glares. He doesn't like Organization members, and that cloak is too familiar for his tastes.]

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[Oh hello, Rep. have a very injured Marluxia looking amused.]

Aw, heck. -throws one more- Also. I'll be tagging Roxas back shortly. /has been sick

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

...

[And Ienzo, seeing this, is actually approaching the stranger with caution]

Are you alright?

's fine /sob drowning in tags

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[Guess who. Clutches at Ienzo's shirt, looking half insane]

I-I did it Ienzo, the experiments.. Darkness... it worked....Heartless....

[dawnrise]

[That's funny. Her senses seem to be off on this one. But hoods are usually pretty tell-tale. She'll be eying them from a safe distance, trying to see who it is.]

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[Fond memories, huh. There's a Roxas glancing at her, and. Is that a Sora's bloodied crown necklace he's clutching?]

/pretends to have self-control

[tempestuouswind.livejournal.com]

...Are you okay?

[not getting too close until she sees who it is.]

fffff

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[Guess who's back from the dead.]

You....

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

[Well! If they have an Organization Coat, Axel automatically beings to approach. Not taking any careful thinking on who it might or might not be. He gets a little close, eying the coat. He has a arrogant grin on his face.]

Hey uh.. whoever. What happened to you?

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[Axel you traitor. STABS A KNIFE IN HIS HAND WHEN HE GETS TOO CLOSE]

1/3

[phantompromise.livejournal.com]

[oh hi injured person]

Are you oka--

2/3

[phantompromise.livejournal.com]

[...wait that's really a dumb question]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[glances at them, but keeps going. This is Larxene we're talking about, after all, and besides that she's got a lot on her mind at the moment.]

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[even if this is a Saix?]

[contest-destiny.livejournal.com]

[Well have a female replica of Sora walking over to offer some help.]

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[And there's a Vexen there]

[lower-case-x.livejournal.com]

[Yikes! And there's a Xehanort running over, now...]

Hey - hey? Are you okay?

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[Looks who's looking back.]

/falls asleep. Tags whenever I arise =D

[wannabeforgiven.livejournal.com]

[Have a Cloud eyeing you, O mysterious behooded one.]

[disguisedmagic.livejournal.com]

[Guess who. Looks like he just got a sword lodged in him and thrown off a reactor.]

[f1re0nthesun]

[just wandering by-- oh snap. D: hurries over, looking worried.]

Hey, are you okay?

[tinyf1re]

[trying to find his way around without attracting too much attention; halts abruptly when he spots the dark figure slumped against the wall. sniffs cautiously in that direction, and then creeps closer warily.]

(ooc: throwing this one too, even though he's got no attachments to anyone and has zero social skills, which probably makes him screwed from the outset with this. :Db)