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[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[Marluxia steps out of a portal and into the Dressing Room, his expression settling into a sneer as he pushes back his hood and takes in his surroundings.]

Your illusion fails to amuse me, Zexion.

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[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

My name is Marluxia, then. Where I'm from, we were friends.

[Yes, he did just flat-out lie but can you tell when he's looking so sincere?]

[friendsarepower.livejournal.com]

Friends? Really?

[Good thing Sora is naive at times. He has no idea he's lying.]

Man, I wish I remembered, but that's okay! It doesn't mean we can't be friends here.

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

Oh, yes. We were great friends. You had promised to help me, you see.

[rests a hand on your shoulder companionably; he'd put his arm around your shoulders if you happened to be taller]

[friendsarepower.livejournal.com]

[Sora seems a bit weirded out, but doesn't make any move to pull away. How bad can this guy be?]

What kinda help?

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

My world was overrun with the Heartless. You had promised to help me be rid of them.

[Is perfectly harmless, really.]

[friendsarepower.livejournal.com]

Really? Well, maybe when I get outta here I can help you! No world should be swallowed by the heartless.

*innocence

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[Creates a simple Daisy* with a flick of his wrist and tucks it behind your ear.]

I appreciate your concern, Sora. I am sure you are just the help I need... Yet what of the other thing? Do you not remember that either?

how delightful~

[friendsarepower.livejournal.com]

[...well that's odd. He reaches for the daisy, staring at it oddly, then looks up at Marluxia]

Huh? What other thing?

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[Doesn't really expect you to understand his language.]

You were going to show me how to call forth the Keyblade. Such an amazing ability would ensure the Heartless would never darken my home again, even after you go back to your own home.

[friendsarepower.livejournal.com]

Huh? But I don't think it's that easy. The Keyblade chooses its master, so...

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

[Cue mock-surprise.]

Surely it cannot be so hard? After all, the idea of teaching me was all yours.

[friendsarepower.livejournal.com]

I dunno... I don't think it works that way.

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

Perhaps it is something that occurred to you some time later than what you remember. After all, we are from different times, are we not? No matter, I am sure if you happen to think of it again you would still keep your promise?

[smiles benignly]

Of course my own promise to you still stands, whether you recall it or not. Should you need my help, all you need is to call.

[friendsarepower.livejournal.com]

'course I will! A promise is a promise!

[smiiiles]

Oh, thanks, Marluxia! I'll definitely remember that.

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

Well then, I suppose now would be the time for me to see what awaits me in this place. Remember, do be careful, Sora. Not everyone you meet here would be a friend to you as I am.

[pats your back a bit, letting a tiny seed drop where it can cling to the hood of your outfit; such an inconspicuous way for him to keep track of where you are]