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[demooning.livejournal.com]

[Walking through your dressing room, in just a pair of torn and dirt tracked jeans. A bunch of leaves and twigs are in his hair, looking like he'd been camping out in the woods for a week (which he was). He's also wondering if he can find a shirt in here.

And yes, that is a bloody rabbit he's holding by the ears with its intestines hanging out.]


[ooc: Werewolf!Roxas~. Additional info located in his profile.]

Comments

[inyourdreamsbb.livejournal.com]

Well, aren't you a mess.

[Sup. Over here, leaning on a wall.]

1/2

[demooning.livejournal.com]

[Pauses and turns. Huh.

... You smell like sex and cinnamon.]

[demooning.livejournal.com]

[Which means you're trouble.

So. He's just gonna keep walking. :|]

[inyourdreamsbb.livejournal.com]

[that feeling is getting no further away from you~]

[demooning.livejournal.com]

[Feeling? What feeling? He doesn't feel anything at all.

And that isn't his footsteps hurrying.]

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

[oh hey what is that- . . .]

You killed Thumper's dad!

[demooning.livejournal.com]

[... Blinks. Oh god what is this he isn't used to dealing with kids.

Turns around, quickly and discreetly shoving the rabbit's insides back in. He shifts it in his arms, as if cradling it and turns around again]

It's not dead. Just... really sick.

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

[there's lots of kids here, be glad only one has seen you )X]

Nuh uh! He's dead, I saw and I'm telling!

[demooning.livejournal.com]

[Are you serious. 8|

Sighs.]

... If you saw a wolf eat a rabbit, would you mind then?

[dispellingly.livejournal.com]

You're... going to cook that, right?

[Mildly disgusted, but unsurprised.]

[demooning.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs] I can.

[dispellingly.livejournal.com]

Does that mean you could just as easily eat it raw?

[demooning.livejournal.com]

Yeah. [It tastes better actually, but he'll leave that out.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[...is that an animal?]

What in the worlds is that thing you're carrying?

[demooning.livejournal.com]

... A rabbit.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Oh. It looks more like a bunny.

[crouches down to poke it, deciding that it is indeed dead.]

[demooning.livejournal.com]

I guess it's the same thing.

[Looking at him a little warily. You better not be wanting to steal it.]

[amnesiaclynx.livejournal.com]

[He'd been attracted by the smell of the dead rabbit but what- what- he does not like the scent of wolf and it has him bristling. He probably smells like some sort of wild cat, by the way!]

[demooning.livejournal.com]

[There's a distinct shift in the air and he takes a whiff, nose wrinkling when he detects cat.

Turns around, head tilting. Are you gonna steal my rabbit.]

[amnesiaclynx.livejournal.com]

[That makes him take a step back automatically. No, he's not going for the rabbit. He looks like he's trying to keep from hissing or something, though.]

[demooning.livejournal.com]

[Oh well. As long as he's not going to fight him for it, he doesn't really mind that much.

He'll just go back to searching for a shirt in that nearby closet over there.]

[seasides]

[makes a brief, slightly grossed out face at the sight of the rabbit, but it's gone quickly enough. don't mind the large wings folded against his back!]

I'm... going to guess you're new.

[demooning.livejournal.com]

[Blinks curiously at those wings]

... Yeah.

[seasides]

[they're definitely real, from the way they just ruffled.]

What are you looking for?

[demooning.livejournal.com]

A shirt.