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[isirocks.livejournal.com]

[Isi is walking down the hall, heading in the direction of his room. he's not looking away from the bundle in his arms; it's bloody, and looks to be a t-shirt. what it's wrapped around is made pretty obvious by the limp, blood-stained lizard tail hanging out from the cloth. he's planning on burying the iguana in the room he'd built its house in.]

vegetables

[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

[a certain Sora is wandering down the hall towards a room with a fruitful garden, planning on searching for some veggies for dinner tonight -- he's not feeling all that well, but it hasn't really hit him just yet, and really it's rather remarkable that he's lasted this long without dying.]

[ooc: Sora had one of those dastardly yellow cupcakes thornpricked offered :\ Sora is disappointed in the bad reputation cupcakes are earning for him here; also, sorabug, he is looking for you?]

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[slowfooted.livejournal.com]

[here's a Sora, sitting on the floor with his back against the wall and one knee pulled up close to his chest. he seems to be concentrating on something, his nose scrunched up and his eyes narrowed. that something? a black walking cane.

oh, wait, that's not concentration, that's glaring.]

he's trippin' on the phone now

[accendium.livejournal.com]

[The simulation room had been in a busy state from morning to evening. It's mostly occupied by a Roxas, who has been fighting simulated Heartless for several hours straight already without stopping. he's fighting with a pair of short swords, reminiscent of how any other Roxas would fight with two keyblades. He doesn't seem to be concentrating on training though, and more on looking for a way to distract himself.

Or to pass out.

Given that he doesn't seem to mind that he's wounded heavily in several places.]

try and catch me.

[greypetals.livejournal.com]

[after that nice, scalding-hot bath, Nox needs a nap. and thankfully for him, he's got someone he can rest on. to someone who doesn't know these two, they might just look like almost-twins. his older self is sitting upright on a rather large loveseat, and Nox's head lays on his lower thigh, a hand blocking part of his face. zzz. the soul-sucker needs his nap, please don't wake him up.]

Mmmn...

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[silentinterror.livejournal.com]

[In case anyone in the kitchen is hungry, there happens to be a nice pile of skinned apples sitting in a bowl. And there's a Kairi sitting nearby on the counter, legs swinging as she skins another apple. She hasn't actually eaten any though, strangely enough.]