not your average bunny

[summer_poprocks]

[luckily this one didn't get handcuffed to anyone. unfortunately, he did get hit with a spell. ever since he left his room this morning, Roxas has been trapped in this, complete with fake rabbit accessories and heels. he's terribly embarrassed, trying to get his door open and tug the skirt down at the same time. he's not having much success with either, if that hint of pink ruffle is anything to go by]

Please, please, please...

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[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[shrug]
Seems like you're locked out.

[summer_poprocks]

[sighs, tugging that skirt down distractedly]

Thanks for trying. It's weird, because I never lock my door. Now what am I supposed to do?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

We could find somewhere for you to sit down... or go try my room?
[/only being the bare minimum of helpful]

[summer_poprocks]

Sitting down sound wonderful, but I don't want to be where other people can see me like this. You wouldn't mind if I hid in your room until the spell wore off?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

No, I wouldn't mind. Hopefully this place isn't keeping you out of all the rooms.

[summer_poprocks]

[luckily for him perhaps, it is? good luck getting into your room]

Thanks, I really appreciate it.

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[possibly, he hasn't actually got any plans and given you're a teenager and a stranger implying there might be actual work to do for trust/consent no matter how naive you are.

He offers a hand just in case you can't actually walk in those heels.]
This way.

[summer_poprocks]

[takes your hand for the extra balance, his eyes on his feet more than where you're leading him]

Is it very far?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[he's totally read to 'catch' you if you fall, any subsequent groping being entirely unintentional]
Not really, it'll probably seem further on those heels though.

You can't take them off can you?

[summer_poprocks]

[sure, sure]

No, it's like they're glued on if I try to kick them off. Just walking in them they feel normal enough, I guess.

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[/not at all transparent Short walk later and giving his door a try]

[summer_poprocks]

[shifts on his already sore feet, watching while his teeth worry at his lip, because your door doesn't look ready to open any time soon either]

The spell's here too, isn't it?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

It would seem so.

[summer_poprocks]

I'm sorry. I didn't mean for this to affect anyone else.

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

It's okay.

...Should find some place to sit, still.

[summer_poprocks]

[his face starts heating up as he realizes there's nowhere to hide if other people can't even help him]

I was really hoping I wouldn't have to go out in public like this, but it seems like I don't have a choice.

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

As I said, you'd show less sitting down.

[summer_poprocks]

[blushes even more and goes back to trying to tug the skirt down, embarrassed to hear his stomach growl]

Do you think there's anyone still in the kitchen?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[he sees London, he sees France, he can see your- /shot]
Probably not, but I could check before you go in if you'd like.

[summer_poprocks]

[stop peeking D8]

I'd really appreciate it, if you don't mind.

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[It's instinct he swears c:]
Not at all.
[and he'll be offering support once again for the walk to the kitchen.]

[summer_poprocks]

[he really needs it this time, with how much his feet have started hurting, especially at the back of his ankle where his skin is already getting rubbed raw]

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[he'd offer to carry you but he was having a good deal of trouble doing that for Ienzo when he first came here and he's in even worse shape now :c at least it's not too far to the kitchen. Brb while he checks the coast is clear, already fairly sure of the answer given his nose he's just making a show of it.]
It seems to be all clear.
[he's going to let you walk the last few steps on your own in some sad hope of missteps or tripping.]

[summer_poprocks]

[he'd turn down being carried, more for his pride than anything else. he's so eager to get into the kitchen and sit down that his ankle has twisted before he realizes what's happened, crying out sharply as he goes down]

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[since he was sort of ready for it he reacts fairly quickly, unfortunately his lack of physical strength means he only really manages to slow your fall a bit but mostly just winds up cushioning it.]