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[guardianmachina.livejournal.com]

[Hey look. There's a vehicle of some kind in the hallway. And a young girl working on it.]

E cfayn Brother, oui lnycr drec drehk uha suna desa, yht E'mm dymg du Pop ypuid dygehk yfyo ouin nekrd du ajah tneja ed!

[She moves out from under thee hood of the vehicle, wiping her hands off on a rag, before closing it with a bang.]

Drana. Huf tuhd pnayg drec uha, ugyo, Bro....Brother?

[She removes her goggles to reveal the usual confused face one has after just arriving in the DR. Help would be appreciated.]

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[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[looks very fascinated by that vehicle.]

[guardianmachina.livejournal.com]

[Looks over at him. It's not difficult to tell that you're not Al Bhed. English it is!]

Hey. What is this place?

[And how the heck did she get here?!?]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[yes please. English can be difficult enough at times...]

Ehm. You're not the... no, you're not. Hi, I'm Roxas. This is the Dressing Room.

[guardianmachina.livejournal.com]

[Blink blink.]

...What?

[That doesn't explain much, you know?]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[he knows. he's getting there.]

It's like this place where people just end up... for some reason.

[guardianmachina.livejournal.com]

That doesn't make much sense.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Nope. Things rarely do here.

[guardianmachina.livejournal.com]

[Pouts.]

Well then. How do I get back?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

You don't. Not by yourself.

[guardianmachina.livejournal.com]

Huh? What do you mean?

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

You don't. It won't let you out.

[guardianmachina.livejournal.com]

....How's that possible? There's got to be a way out somewhere?

[Slightly panicked here.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

It just is. And no, there isn't.

[guardianmachina.livejournal.com]

[She's looking around a bit, still kinda panicked.]

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

[pets her shoulder, awkwardly trying to comfort her.]

It's not that bad...

Wow how am I still awake? ^^; I need to go to sleep soon.

[guardianmachina.livejournal.com]

...But, I'm supposed to help back home.

yes, go to sleep. :o

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Well... maybe it'll let you go back soon?

After I've finished my drink. ^^

[guardianmachina.livejournal.com]

Hopefully.

[Sighs.]

...So, what is this place anyway? I mean, do you know how it did this?

:3 sleep well.

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

Ehm... it's a magic, sentient house.

Will do. Talk to you later!

[guardianmachina.livejournal.com]

[Blinks. That makes less sense than anything else.]

...Ooooookaaaaay...

see ya!

[roxasreplica.livejournal.com]

...or, I think it's a house. Maybe.

[antiformer.livejournal.com]

... Wow.

That's a cool looking car. Or is it a gummi ship..? It's hard to tell...

[guardianmachina.livejournal.com]

[Blinks at him.]

Huh?

[Looks back at the vehicle again.]

Uh, thanks. Hey, where are we, anyway?

[antiformer.livejournal.com]

I'm... not sure about that.

[guardianmachina.livejournal.com]

[Looks around again, obviously worried.]