Open House

[stilldontgotit.livejournal.com]

[Well now. Just when things were about to go quiet, it seems that there's a bit of liveliness in the dressing room. Some people are passing through the halls, perhaps stumbling upon weird rooms, getting lost, or just minding their own business in their favorite spots.

Either way, there's plenty of folks to pester and whatnot, some of which haven't shown their faces in ages.]

[ooc: Open post! The DR's been too quiet today, and I couldn't decide who to post with, SO. Pick anyone here, or anyone else you know I play, I guess. Just know that I'm more inclined to pick someone who's active as opposed to someone I haven't played in over a year.]

Comments

throw anyone idk

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

[o hai, there's a little girl with a chocolate chip cookie in her mouth and a little over a dozen more jutting out of the pocket of her small bag. would you like one?]

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

[And look who just so happens to be passing by! It's Ienzo, carrying a large stack of books, though certainly nothing in his reading level.

But he stops at the sight of Kairi, immediately smiling.]

There you are.

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

[crunchcrunch. good evening, Ienzo. there is a cookie suddenly level with your chin. do you accept?]

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

[Ope. He laughs, then repositions the books under his arm before grabbing the cookie.]

Ah, thank you.

[hidesandseeks.livejournal.com]

[waits until she's done chewing and such to speak. she has good manners, thank you!]

You're welcome. Hi, Ienzo!

Zexion?

[andahardplace.livejournal.com]

[There's a Lexaeus just passing through, a variety of books in his arms. Looks like someone's been to the library.]

[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

[What a coincidence! Zexion seems to be seated with some books of his own, though he looks up at Lexaeus as he passes.]

Hello, Lexaeus.

[andahardplace.livejournal.com]

[Lexaeus offers a polite nod in return.]

Zexion. May I ask what you're researching?

[itsdeplorable.livejournal.com]

A curious subject, as always.

[He turns a page, then continues]

I'm currently researching memory, of all things. In a way it's almost nostalgic, really.

[andahardplace.livejournal.com]

I can imagine it would be. Besides, with more than world connecting to this one there may well be more to be found here than in our former home.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[DO NOT STEP ON THE KITTEN. PLEASE.]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[...'sup kitx. Rep stops to look down at her.]

Huh. Wonder what you're doing out here.

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[Meowls, pawing at him. Someone keeps wandering off. >:]

[fauxpromise.livejournal.com]

[Oh, fine. He'll pick her up?]

[copied-heart.livejournal.com]

[Mreow! Curls up against him happily :3]

Weepygayroxy plz

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

[[There's a little boy wandering around, looking excited to see a whole bunch of new people. But one person catches his eye, and he beelines towards them. Namely, you.]]

[weepygayroxy.livejournal.com]

... ... ...

YOU.

[Stops. Stares. ...Squees with sparkles and everything.]

YOU'RE SO MINIKAWAIITINYCUTEPANDAPUPPYKITTENDORABLE.

1/2

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

[[At first he was like this icon]]

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

[[But then he was like this.]]

Hi, Mister! So y'think 'm cute?

[[And he wiggles.]]

[weepygayroxy.livejournal.com]

YES. YOU'RE SO CUTE IT MAKES MY MOUTH WATER...MY HEART WEEP.

IT'S SO AMAZING, BUT I DON'T THINK IT'S LEGAL.

IT REALLY ISN'T PEE

[notyetdancing.livejournal.com]

Water? I c'n make water'n stuff!

[[And he kicks his leg, shooting a blast of water down to the floor. It's not pee, I swear.]]

An' mister? Aren' you a nob'dy? Don' nob'dies have no hearts?

ienzo plz. :D

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

[Have a very interesting Axel with a mess of his dinner running down his chin. Fangs bared, and a smirk on his face. More than likely he'll catch the attention of someone, right?]

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

[Fangs? That can't be a good sign. He watches carefully, not sure what to say.]

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

[When is it ever? He'll look over there, not resisting the urge to smirk.]

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

[Creeepy.]

Erm. Hello.