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[A portal appears in one of the halls, and out of it steps a replica, moving a bit...stiffly. He opens the door to the nearest room and stumbles in, not even bothering to check whose it is, if it belongs to anyone. He just wants to get away from people. That cupcake really wasn't the brightest idea in the world. The door's still slightly ajar, though.

But that's not all. He's been hit by the spell, too, turning obsession into fear. Any Namines that approach may find this to be true. Oh, the irony.]

[ooc: Spell'd + cupcake'd. Irrational fear of Namines get!]

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[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[What are you angry with me too D:]

...something wrong?

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[what no-- it's Marluxia. Always the Marluxias.]

Could say that.

[squirm~]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

What is it?

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[...sighs, shaking his head]

Ran into a Marluxia not too long ago. I wound up eating some of his cooking. ...Probably not the best idea.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

... was it poisoned?

[D:]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

Not exactly. Guess I lucked out, not that I'd call this lucky.

[she might notice that he's a bit flushed, not that he's really looking at her much.]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

...do you have a fever or something?

[Worried, okay]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

... Nah. It's nothing that serious.

[Just annoying and inconvenient. And currently? Uncomfortable, though he's trying not to show it.]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

But your face is red.

[:|]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

If it were a fever, then you'd know. Does it look like I'm coughing or anything?

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

Do you know what's wrong with you?

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

... You really don't want to know.

[guh... stiffly makes his way to the bed. To sit. Nothing more, really!]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

Nothing is going to surprise me by now.

[:|]

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[...Fine then. Shakes his head, then]

You sure about that?

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

Try me.

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

Fine. I'm aroused... because of cupcakes.

[fidgets some more because this is getting ridiculous. Oh, and might be... glancing back a few times.]

Happy now?

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[Stares.

Then bursts into a fit of giggles :>]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[... gee thanks. B| T-tries to glare, but.]

You think this is funny?

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

I'm sorry.

[Stops.]

Maybe there's an antidote or something.

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

An antidote.

There's only one thing I can think of, and it's no antidote.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

Want me to leave you alone to um...

[lololol]

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... Probably a good idea.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

Well, okay. See you around when you.. feel better?

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[Shrug]

Fine. Come back in a bit if you really want to.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

Okay, okay. Have fun.

[LMAO]