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[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Those in the halls might just find themselves being rushed past, or looked over in a frantic manner. Late the night before, this Kairi (dressed in the Organization Coat as usual) found herself hit with something a little difficult to fend off with weaponry. She's now breathing hard, eyebrows furrowed as she seems to be rushing around to try to find something-- or someone-- without the use of portals.]

[Anyone who doesn't know her, feel free to think she's being weird. Those who do know her, feel free to realize that something's wrong.]

[Or maybe it's finally 'right'?]


[[OOC: Temporary heart get. This will be lasting for an undecided amount of time.]]

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[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

I can leave if you're uncomfortable.

[...because this is really quite awkward and he's a bit perplexed]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

No!-- I mean...

[pulls away from him and turns around.]

Y-you can go if... you want to.

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

I don't have to.

[shakes his head]

Just saying that I could if that's what you want.

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

... [shakes her head, but she doesn't look at him.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

Then I guess I'll be staying right here.

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

... Good.

[She reaches up to try to wipe away the tears. Kairi doesn't cry, goddammit.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

You sure there isn't anything you need?

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[nods. a lot. very quickly fff]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

... You sure are acting strange.

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

No m'not. [not looking at you.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

Yeah, you are.

[leans forward, looking right at her]

C'mon, what's the big deal?

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[just starts walking away, she is so bright red.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

...

[walking up to her, totes following, ufu]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[picks up the pace.

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[does the same! In fact, even more so, so he can catch up with her.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[eaotjaeojtoiea Nooooooooo ;A;]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

Why are you in such a big rush?

[he's sooo amused. Seeing her like this is weird.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

It's nothing!

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

You're still blushing.

[sneeeeerk.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

Sh-shut up!

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

C'mon. It's not like you like me or anything, right?

[...totally just teasing. Honest.]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[Stops. Turns. Glaring at you, face is so fucking reeeed.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

I wasn't being serious, you know.

[...why so angry?]

[dancingfingers.livejournal.com]

[There's a flash of what might be pain over her face, but she's still grabbing him by the front of the shirt and kissing him.]

[dawnpath.livejournal.com]

[... ... ...

... ... ...

Well.

That wasn't something he had anticipated at all. He's pretty much frozen here and getting quite a bit red himself.]