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[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[There's a new Namine walking into the Dressing room. Wearing black leather type trousers and top. There's an air of confidence about her, until she sees that she's not where she's supposed to be.]

...Huh?

[This is not the club. Confused Namine is confused.]

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[accendium.livejournal.com]

[In his normal clothes orz. Looks at her.]

New here too huh?

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[Blink blink.]

Uh, I guess.

[Looking around, totally lost.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

I just got here too. Where were you before you got here?

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

I was at the club. I, I dont know how I got here.

[accendium.livejournal.com]

Club?

Anyway this is a crossroads. Or dressing room. At least, that's what they told me.

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

Yeah. The club I sing at.

[Blink blink.]

...What?

[accendium.livejournal.com]

Oh. I only work at a cafe.

[Let him rephrase that.]

Right uh. I know it might sound weird but it's a place where different worlds get pulled in and there are doubles of yourself and people you know.

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

Well, it's more of a bar/restaurant/underground type club.

[...You may have just broken her brain.]

......What?

[accendium.livejournal.com]

My friends try to drag me to those. Is it really noisy there?

[Oops.]

Please don't make me repeat it again. It's kind of a mouthful.

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

Depends. Sometimes it is. But it can be pretty mellow at times as well.

[More blinking.]

W-well, how do I get b-back?

[accendium.livejournal.com]

I always thought they'd be. You know. Noisy and rowdy.

[Awkward back neck rub.]

There's no exit, according to some people here.

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

Marluxia tries to keep things mostly under control. So it doesn't get too rowdy.

[Oh god panicking now.]

Oh no! I'm gonna be so fired!

[accendium.livejournal.com]

How rowdy is rowdy then?

You and me both. I'm way late at this point.

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

Um...Dancing, shouting over music, there's an occasional fight, but Axel and Larxene can usually break those up. The people who come to Oblivion usually know better than to start trouble.

Marluxia's gonna be so mad at me.

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[That expression on his face indicates he's not fond of that kind of dining environment. Even if, you know, his night life is violence BUT OH WELL.]

How long are you in the job?

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[She doesn't really like it either. But a job is a job.]

Well, I've still got a year on my contract. If I show up that is. I'll never find another job after this.

[It's the only place that would hire her.]

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[And someone has to do it.]

Why? You're a singer, right? There are a lot of clubs now nowadays that can hire entertainment. Even the classy ones.

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[She gives a weak laugh.]

I only sing at Oblivion. I'm just a normal art student outside of work.

[accendium.livejournal.com]

Well, you could do freelance painting and even sell them online if you get broke. Still, if you could sing, it's not that hard to look for part time.

[Small laugh. At least he finally met someone he can relate to. Minus the whole hero thing.]

Sorry. The internet died.

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

The town I live in is kinda poor. I doubt I could sell my art there. Places like Oblivion are the only places with any real money. that's one of the reasons why working there isn't so bad. I get pretty good pay, so I'm saving up to move. Then I can focus more on looking for work with my art.

I feel your pain.

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[Well damn.]

Well, they say time doesn't go on in your world once you leave it sometimes. Maybe once you get back, it'll be exactly as you left it.

Let's just hope that it's okay now. =3

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[Well she smiles at that.]

Really? That would be great!

\o/

[accendium.livejournal.com]

Wish the same happens to me. I need my job too. All my allowance goes to my college fund, and my job is the only thing feeding me. I can win skateboarding tournaments but they only come once a year.

[memory-song.livejournal.com]

[She nods.]

Right. Well then, lets hope so. I'd hate for either of us to lose our jobs.

[accendium.livejournal.com]

Oh right. Need me to show you around?