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[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

[There seems to be a new Larxene walking around the dressing room. Though many might not see her as new for she is walking around as if it's somewhat normal to be here after death, opening a door here and there. Her expression might give it off though, she looks extremely confused, slightly angry as a few doors lead to dead ends, but there is also a lingering sense of relief. She's not dead, but she's not at Castle Oblivion. Strangely, she hasn't come across anyone at all, which is just adding more fuel to the fire. She could really use someone right now to tell her where the hell she is.]

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[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Looking for something?

[say hi to your twin and her baby. Brain hurt yet?]

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

[she'll turn and--]

... Is this some kind of sick joke?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Oh, you must be new.

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

New to what, exactly?

[narrows her eyes.]

What are you, some twisted replica carrying around dead weight?

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

This place.

[sweeping gesture.]

The Dressing Room. And I'm as real as you are.

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

[She'll just stare at you with mild disbelief in her still narrowed, angry eyes.]

Better explanation, please.

power went out for a minute :|

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

You won't believe me anyway. People call it the dressing room, hell if I know why- it's some kind of dimensional nexus thing.

And before you even ask, there's no way out.

XD I got the notif for the tag and was like what.

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

[Larxene here will go over that in her head for a few minutes, then roll her eyes.]

So basically I'm not dead, stuck here in some god awful multiple world place, stuck with what appears to be more of one person here?

[She's intelligent!]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Pretty much.

[shrugs]

At least you're not dead.

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

Still, not where I want to be.

[sighs]

I can see this is going to be fun.

[lets out a smile.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

I've seen a few of Demyx around if you need some target practice.

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

[and her smile widens.]

I think I might actually like this place.

[but then her eyes run across the babby.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[sees that look.]

Quit staring.

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

Say it's not yours and I will.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Ha. I wish she wasn't.

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

Who is the father.

[that phrase was rather sharp, and in an angry tone even.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

[smirks]

Worried?

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

No. More curious than-- well no, I am more disgusted than anything.

[scowls.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Give me your best guess and maybe I'll tell you.

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

I'm not that desperate to know. Actually, I don't think I want to know.

[waves her hand towards the silly idea of wanting to know badly.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Then fine, I won't tell.

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

No skin off my bones.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Anyway, since you've got this place figured out already I'll let you handle it yourself.

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

I would thank you but there's no need.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

I'd be surprised if you did anyway.

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[Eeep. A Larxene. A new Larxene. A new Larxene who's confused and angry.

Roxas feels slightly intimidated now.]

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

[The moment she spots you, she gets even more angry.]

Hey shrimp, where the hell am I?

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[Is slightly more intimidated.]

U-uh. Dressing room.

[Brilliant explanation, huh?]

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

Well I know that by now. What's so special about this place? Why am I here? Don't waste my time with shitty answers.

[huffs.]

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

Well, it's kinda magic, and it brings people in from different worlds. And different versions of different worlds. So there's doubles everywhere.

...And, there's no escape.

[Totally ready to run should Larxene not like that information.]

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

I get all of that. Is there a reason why I'm here?

[crosses her arms.]

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

Um...Not, really. People just, show up. If there's a reason for anything that happens here, no one's figured it out yet.

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

That's stupid. If there is suppose to be a lot of doubles here, can't someone find out what's going on?

[:| facing.]

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

Well, so far, no.

[He isn't really helping much, is he?]

[ignify.livejournal.com]

Lost, Larxene?

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

[oh she knows that voice to well. She'll whirl around and pretty much growl the words at him.]

I'm suppose to be dead. No thanks to you. You could say I'm a little misplaced.

[ignify.livejournal.com]

[ just smirks. ]

Then it should be good news that it doesn't take long to get used to this place. Long hallways of nothing, crowds of people with black coats—should be familiar, right?

[suchasavage.livejournal.com]

Sounds to simple, I'm guessing there is a twist?

[rolls her eyes.]

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