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19 Apr 2008 02:36 am![[identity profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/openid.png)
[perched on an ottoman, legs crossed and skirts spread serenely around him.]
You are altogether too inhibited, my dears.
[he's wearing sunglasses and a dark hoodie, the hood pulled up to cover his neon hair. a guitar is slung over one shoulder.]
This is goin' a little far...
[ooc; can we has a rockstar axel.]
[Mostly echoes here. Everything bounces back out of the empty holes that once held hearts, promoting the fading clangs. But inevitably something sang. Something glimmering with light, or seeped with darkness. It never mattered which was the cause, or how many the number. As long as there were hearts, they would cry unceasingly for someone to complete their song.
Darkness swirls in the floor, some of it pouring upward and composing a Neoshadow. Its long, twisted antennae slide backward as it tilts its head, surveying the hallway. It could smell the hearts hidden in these halls.]
[ooc: No conversation here, just hunger. Have fun, there may be more.]