the funk of forty thousand years

[imaskellington.livejournal.com]

[And just like last year, the main room has been cleared out for a Grand Halloween Ball! There's music playing, food for every monster/animal/zombie you are dressed up as, and a few dancing skeletons to liven up the mood.

Also. Don't go to the dance floor alone.

Because you will find yourself dancing the "Thriller" automatically :}

Kiddies, feel free to go trick or treating!]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN, EVERYONE!

Comments

one of yours or mine?

[thornpricked.livejournal.com]

Really now? I would have thought you were much older than that.

[as he doesn't seem to be resisting, the arm across his stomach will drift upward now to tease at those nipples all over again while the other is still busy]

one of yours? I'm not feeling well enough to do two

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

I only l-look this old because I'm a Nobody.

[...what, why did he do that with that word? he has no idea what a stutter is or why it just happened.]

8)

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[and that would be a Keyblade suddenly pressed to Marluxia's neck, while the Riku holding it looks toward Roxas conversationally]

Roxas, I've been looking for you. Would you mind coming with me for a bit?

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[he blinks up at Riku, confused, but worms his way out of Marluxia's grip as long as Marluxia's not holding on too hard.]

Okay.

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[Marluxia looks pissed to say the least, but he doesn't really want to kick up a fuss.]

Take my hand, I want you to lead the way to the table with the drinks on it.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[takes his hand without argument and starts leading the way there without even glancing back at Marluxia.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[he'll keep his Keyblade out, his back itching with the feel of eyes burning into it. he doesn't dismiss it until they're a good distance away, continuing to let Roxas lead him until they reach the table]

Thank you.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

Why did you need help?

[and why pick him? not that he really cares...]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

Because I can't see.

[he heard the 'month old' part and put two and two together from everything else he overheard.]

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

Oh. Why not?

[hey hey couple months old.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

I had an accident, and hit my head. It damaged the part of the brain that allows the eyes to see.

[he even has a still-new scar if Roxas were curious enough to want to see]

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

Oh. Potions don't work on that kind of thing?

[he doesn't know anything about brains, other than they're in your head.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

Maybe if I'd had help sooner, they might have. Normal doctors don't use potions, and knowing magic even to cure is pretty rare.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

Really?

[he didn't know that!]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

Really. I don't even know the magic for curing, myself. Not that it would have helped me much if I did. I was unconscious when they found me.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

That's too bad...

[sounds quite unfortunate. he's noticed his eyesight's gone a bit wonky since getting his costume, but at least he can still see.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

On the other hand, my other senses have started to make up for it. I can hear things better than I could before. Things like what Marluxia back there was saying to you.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

Oh.

[he does not understand the significaaaaaance.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

I could hear some of what he was... doing, too. Why don't you tell me what he did do though, so I can be sure.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

What do you mean?

[headtilt.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

I heard your voice get unsteady. What was he doing then?

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

[frowns a bit.]

...rubbing me, kind of. It made me feel weird.

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

[he's frowning a lot more than a bit]

You shouldn't let someone do that, you know.

[whatisseasalt.livejournal.com]

Why?

[he doesn't even know what "that" is.]

[indarknesslost.livejournal.com]

He was taking advantage of your now knowing exactly what he was doing to you. People don't touch each other that way except for special circumstances.