not your average bunny

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[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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[summer_poprocks]

[it takes him a moment to realize what happened, his whole face turning red as he imagines the eyeful any passers-by might be getting.]

S-sorry!

[he starts to push himself up, but stops abruptly with a pained sound when his ankle protests the movement]

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[reaches out to tug your skirt down a bit only trying to help, honest]
It's okay. Most boys typically haven't trained in the mystic art of heel-wearing.

Let's get you over to that chair.
[He'd be quite happy to stay here a while but a little discretion is something he rather needs to work on so going to try helping you up and with the assisting your limping to the nearest chair- being a support here just a little awkward cause horrendously tall.]

[summer_poprocks]

[he'll just keep tight hold of your arm and be blushing up a storm until he can sit, trying to keep one foot off the ground and biting his lip]

Do you think I broke it?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

I don't think so, but I'll have a look.
[once you're sitting he'll kneel down to up-skirt you have a looksee at that ankle]
Ideally I should remove the footwear but I suppose that's out of the question.
Try to rotate your ankle.

[summer_poprocks]

[he's oblivious to your perving at the moment, and it hasn't even occurred to him that the shoes might come off for someone else. his ankle is already starting to swell, particularly on the outer part. he can move it, but it definitely hurts him when he tries]

It really hurts. What do you think I should do?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[Carefully he'll feel your ankle, not putting pressure on it cold doctor's hands are cold]
I would normally get an x-ray taken just in case but I haven't exactly come across equipment like that here. For now I think we will have to make do with some ice and elevation of the injury and see if it improves.

[summer_poprocks]

[yes they are D8 he winces when you touch where it's hurting, just on the outer ankle and not at all on the other side]

X-ray? Does that mean you're a doctor?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

Yes.
[as content as he is to stay here and look up your skirt all day, he gets up and drags a chair over for you to put your foot up on and goes to poke through the freezer for some ice]

[summer_poprocks]

[settles his foot up on the chair first, then tries to adjust his skirt so it's baring as little as possible. maybe if he doesn't move much, this will work]

I must have been lucky to meet you then. Oh, uh. My name is Roxas, by the way.

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

My name's Even.
[ice, a plastic bag and some paper towels later, a makeshift ice pack for you and he'll grab a chair for himself for lack of excuses to going back to sitting where he was before. Curling his tail over his thighs.]

[summer_poprocks]

[twitches a bit from how cold that is, but doesn't complain. his attention is drawn more toward your ears and tail now that his own crisis is less of an urgent matter]

Were you hit with a spell from this place, too?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

No, I haven't been hit by any spells at all so far.

[summer_poprocks]

[is so very confused about the extras you have now, and gestures toward your ears a bit]

Then... does that mean those are real?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

I was born with them and everyone from my world possess similar.

[summer_poprocks]

[he's definitely curbing the urge to want to touch now, or trying to]

I must look strange to you then, not having them.

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

It is strange but I'm getting used to it.

[summer_poprocks]

[ohey, he has an idea that he thinks is a fair trade]

If I let you touch mine, can I touch yours?

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[/not going to inform you of how dirty that sounded or that he's already investigated these curious round ears]
Sure.
[bows his head a little for easier access]

[summer_poprocks]

[innuendo goes completely over his head. ;; he has to lean forward a bit, but is soon running his fingers lightly over one of your ears, easily amazed]

They're warm, and soft... I'll bet your hearing is better than mine, too.

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[hence the not pointing it out. His ears flick a little on reflex.]
It is from what I've read.

[summer_poprocks]

[grins a little at the flicking, and scratches lightly at the base]

I don't think I'd mind having ears like yours. They're nicer to look at.

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[leans into the scratches]
Unfortunately here they just make you easy to identify which can be a bad thing when someone takes a dislike.

[summer_poprocks]

[scratches a little more then, before pulling away]

I can see what you mean. There aren't a lot that look like you compared to everyone else. Why would someone dislike you though? You don't seem like a bad person at all, to me.

[skinbonesnfur.livejournal.com]

[/hides his disappointment about you stopping and sits up]
Like or dislike doesn't have to be rational.

[summer_poprocks]

I guess not... You can check out mine if you want now, it's only fair since you let me touch yours.

[you might have to come closer though, because he can't really lean very far in this position]