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[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[don't mind him, he's just

stuck in a net hanging from the ceiling, in the middle of a hallway. there's not enough room to summon his Keyblade in there, and he can't break the netting any other way, since he doesn't know any spells.]

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[tinyf1re]

[is just cautiously making his way down the hall, this plush clutched to his chest. freezes when he spots the person dangling in the net, but then creeps a little closer, probably into Roxas' line of sight.]

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[flails a little in the net, both from how tiny this Axel is and omg someone who can maybe help.]

Hello?

[tinyf1re]

[peers up at him curiously, once he's determined that this person isn't going to attack him or something.]

...how'd you get up there?

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[he's in a net, you silly child. how would he attack.]

I was just walking and suddenly I was in here...

[tinyf1re]

[idk ninjas. :| moves a little closer.]

Sounds like a trap. I've been in those a couple of times.

[poppetry.livejournal.com]

[ fleeing from one Roxas leads to another, apparently.

she just stares, blinking. ]

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[give him a moment to notice her. when he does, he stops struggling, expression a tiiiiny bit pitiful as he looks down at her.]

Can you help me down?

[poppetry.livejournal.com]

[ how high is the ceiling. ponders if she can jump up and cut the ropes with her Keyblade. ]

..... I'll try.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[iiiiit's maybe a little above how tall a school hallway would be? idk how to judge it.]

Thank you.

[poppetry.livejournal.com]

[ ... rather than risk breaking something. she opens a portal and vanishes into it. a moment later she returns, letting the portal shut behind her, with a chair in tow. she sets that on the floor, clambers up, then calls the Keyblade.

Get ready for a hard fall, Roxas, cuz she's just gonna slash a big ol' hole in that net. ]

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

[Just walking by, not even noticing him because she's too busy staring down at a book in her hands. Catch her attention and she'll be happy to help!]

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

...excuse me?

[t-trying to be polite, yes.]

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

Hm..?

[Casually looks up, then jumps a bit when she sees him.]

H-How did you get up there?

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

I don't know, I was just walking.

[look how pathetic he looks, trapped up there 8(]

[whispery-song.livejournal.com]

[B'aw ;; her wings are stretching out as she flutters up beside the net, and with a quick swipe of her claws she cuts through it, making sure to grab him before he falls.]

That's a downside of this place... it really likes to play tricks on us.

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

[That's not something one sees every day. So yeah, he'll jut be staring up at the net.]

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[staring back, because he doesn't look familiar at all.]

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

Um. Do you need some help?

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

...yes. I don't want to be up here.

[atmoonrise.livejournal.com]

I don't think I'd want to be either.

[How high off the ground is it?]

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

Well, isn't this an interesting turn of events.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[stops struggling to look down at Marluxia.]

...you look like that kid.

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

Really now.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[nods! and peers at him.]

Yeah. He was trapped, but I took him to get food.

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

What do you mean, 'trapped'?

[reaches up to make that net swing and see what you do]