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[fealtytoher.livejournal.com]

[A Roxas is asleep on a couch in this room. You wouldn't think this was an uncommon occurrence until you actual saw him. He's older than most Roxae, mid twenties, sturdy black boots at the foot of the couch, and Roxas himself covered by a dark grey cloak. Those with good eyes might spy the end of a wooden handle sticking out a little from underneath the cushions.]

{ooc: Long time lurker, first time poster. Sorry in advance for silly/wrong things. Roxas here is hard to explain properly, but basically I'm trying to write a story and I thought I'd see whether I could successfully transplant my characters onto existing characters and still have it work. So if Roxas is successful there'll be more from his universe coming in. Anyway when the mun note is longer than the actual entry it's time to stop rambling, so that's it for now.}

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hi new person! o/

[strega-memoria.livejournal.com]

[Well, she's used to her Roxas about that age, so don't mind her over there in the corner, painting something. Oops, dropped her paintbrushes. Hope that didn't wake him.]

Hello!

[fealtytoher.livejournal.com]

[It did - he's a light sleeper. He doesn't open his eyes though.]

Hayner, unless someone's in grave peril, I don't want to know about it.

new people are always good

[strega-memoria.livejournal.com]

[Wow, you even act the same. Picks her brush up again, and answers.]

Sorry.

Oh that's good

[fealtytoher.livejournal.com]

[Sits bolt upright when he hears that voice.]

I-I'm so sorry, Miss Nami, I thought...

Where are we?

[strega-memoria.livejournal.com]

Hm?

[Looks up from where she was just starting to draw something, paintbrush half raised to the canvass.]

Are you new?

[fealtytoher.livejournal.com]

New? What are you talking about?

[strega-memoria.livejournal.com]

Mi dispiace. This is not the place you were before, si?

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

['sup, you have a four year old attempting to doodle on your face with a blue marker while you sleep]

[fealtytoher.livejournal.com]

[Not for long - he cracks open one eye a little blearily.]

...How did you get in here?

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

The door.

[points helpfully]

[fealtytoher.livejournal.com]

[No the door's over the other - wait a second this is not the room they paid for.]

Well then how did I get here?

[twilit-kid.livejournal.com]

I dunno... you walked?

[fealtytoher.livejournal.com]

[Sits up to look around better.]

We did walk to the tavern, but... this isn't it.

Have we been kidnapped?

[summer_poprocks]

[is walking by with an armful of potions, but one slips out of his grasp and shatters on the floor, almost making him drop the others in surprise]

...shoot.

[fealtytoher.livejournal.com]

[Turns over to face him, blinking sleepily.]

Hayner, your's is the next room ov- [Freezes what is that another him.]

[summer_poprocks]

Sorry! I was trying to be quiet since you were sleeping, but one slipped.

[fealtytoher.livejournal.com]

That's... I... who are you?

[summer_poprocks]

Oh, I'm Roxas. You are?

[figures you're another Roxas, but who knows if you go by something else?]

[fealtytoher.livejournal.com]

...What trickery is this? Who sent you? [He's glaring at you.]

[restituo.livejournal.com]

Interesting getup you've got there.

[says the replica dressed in tight armor with a dinky... cape, skirt thing.]

[fealtytoher.livejournal.com]

[He knows nothing about no replicas and will assume you're just Riku. Rols over to face you blearily.]

What are you talking about, Ri-

...Just how drunk did you three get?

[restituo.livejournal.com]

Drunk? What are you talking about?

[... nope, sorry. His Namine hasn't even informed him about the woes of alcohol yet.]

[fealtytoher.livejournal.com]

You're shorter and you're wearing... that. The only explanations are that you're drunk or insane.

[restituo.livejournal.com]

I've always looked like this. As for the clothes... blame Even. He's the one who gave me this armor.

[fealtytoher.livejournal.com]

...I think I'm going to go with drunk and insane. [Rolls back over to sleep again - no wait he shoots upright.]

Wait a second, where are we?