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[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

Come out, fake! Show yourself!

[ There seems to be a new Riku, entering through a door with much haste. That is, until he realizes that the walls aren't white, and that whatever hall this is isn't remotely similar to the castle. Well that's not good... within a moment he summons the soul eater, eyes narrowing. ]

Is this supposed to be another one of your tricks, Ansem? I've had enough of this.

[ooc: Needs more canon.]

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[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[here, have someone in an Organization coat stepping into view. Time to play.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[ He tenses up just a bit, holding his weapon up just in case. ]

Another one of you. Just what do you want this time?

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Steps toward him, moving slowly. Are you going to attack?]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[ No, not unless she makes the first move. He'll just remain wary, though. Just in case. ]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[She walks in all close to him, standing not a foot away from him. She's got her head tilted down so he can't see.]

[... And then she giggles.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[ ... Familiar voice is familiar. Pardon him if he stares a bit. ]

Kairi?

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Lets remove this hood, shall we?]

[valor-kairi.livejournal.com]

Fake?

[Hi, confused Kairi is confused.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

Kairi?

[ Tenses up. She shouldn't be-- ]

[valor-kairi.livejournal.com]

Yeah. You alright?

[She might also look a little more...grown up, than he remembers.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

I'm fine, just--

[ ...She really is older. ]

Okay, what's going on?

[valor-kairi.livejournal.com]

[Chuckles.]

You're definitely new here.

Okay, this place is called the Dressing room, and it brings people in from different worlds and times.

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

That doesn't even make sense. Just a minute ago I was in Castle Oblivion.

[lostmydawn.livejournal.com]

[Well, there is another Riku tugging what looks like a carpet cleaner out of a closet nearby, but he certainly couldn't pass as the fake Riku from the other's world. Considering he's taller than an Axel, 31, and looks very blind in his left eye. He's also grumbling about something, not noticing the younger Riku.]

Next time he's cleaning the carpet when he bleeds all over it...

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[ Well then. He tenses up, because the last lookalike he saw... ]

Alright, just who are you supposed to be?

[lostmydawn.livejournal.com]

[That makes him turn, raising a brow at the teen.]

Who do I look like? I'm a Riku.

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

A Riku? Sorry, but there's only one Riku...and that's me.

Guh, typing fail

[lostmydawn.livejournal.com]

Mm. Not anymore you aren't.

[He's pointing down the hallway, where Riku can probably see multiples of just about everyone walking by.]

is okay!

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

Great. More replicas, then?

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[Have another you passing by, only older, thinner, and with some interestingly colored hair. And he's got coffee, as usual.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[ ... This is getting ridiculous. He's not sure how to react, so he'll just watch for now. Hmm. ]

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[He pauses to take a sip of that coffee, letting his eyes wander around the room. ...Oh hi there, why so staring.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

You another replica or something?

[sunsettingly.livejournal.com]

[Oh that explains the staring.]

Nope. Let me guess, new arrival?

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

Could say that.

[ Crossing his arms now. ]

But what's that got to do with anything?