Ladies to the left, men out the door. ;D

[uniquelymale.livejournal.com]

What is this, some form of witchcraft?

[Gaston here has been wandering around the DR a bit, taking in his surroundings. He's wound his way back to the door he remembers coming out of, but every time he opens it there's a different room. He's looking v. v. confused, and a little irritated. There can be mistletoe growing above the door if you're feeling sadistic.]

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[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

That's one way of putting it, I guess.

[uniquelymale.livejournal.com]

[He has just opened the door to what appears to be a milliner's shop. Clearly not what he was looking for.]

Have you an explanation for this, miss...?

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

Sure, but you probably won't believe it.

[ And she seems almost amused by that. ]

[nagaxel]

Ssss... witsschcraft?

[was sliding by on his way to the kitchen, looking for a meal now that the snow is gone everywhere he ever goes in the dressing room. pauses to eye Gaston, because ooh, a newcomer, and mmm, a strapping man with nice muscles. ~C: ]

[uniquelymale.livejournal.com]

Something wrong with your- AUGH. DON'T WORRY, FOLKS. GASTON WILL HAVE THIS- THIS THING TAKEN CARE OF IN NO TIME.

[Say hello to my Really Big Gun. c:]

[nagaxel]

[flicks his tongue in the human's direction, face crinkling in a half-sneeze. eyes the gun, not knowing what it is, but knowing that it smells funny, like metal and burning things. also the human is shouting. B|~ ]

Why are you ssshouting, human? You are clearly lossst, and I can help you.

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

Oh, definitely!

[uniquelymale.livejournal.com]

[Oh, is that a feminine voice? Pardon him a moment while he smooths back his hair.]

Terribly inconvenient, wouldn't you say?

[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ Good thing the hood's up, huh? ]

You make it sound like you're gonna do something about it.

[wavecresting.livejournal.com]

Not witchcraft, but I don't know how to really explain it myself.

[uniquelymale.livejournal.com]

Well hello there, young man! I almost didn't see you there.

[wavecresting.livejournal.com]

..Huh? I'm a girl.

/gives in

[dawnrise]

Close.

[... but no cigar. So says the Riku with her hands in her pockets. Hello, someone-she-doesn't-recognize.]

you can't resist him ;D

[uniquelymale.livejournal.com]

Well, hello. Who might you be?

well who can? >_>

[dawnrise]

[Narrows her eyes slightly. Bad vibes already.]

Riku. Who're you?

[7heavenguardian.livejournal.com]

Close enough.

[Says the Tifa who had been walking past.]

[uniquelymale.livejournal.com]

[Oh hello there, tits. He's quite distracted by you before he finally remembers to look up.]

Hello, I'm Gaston.

[downbursts.livejournal.com]

[ Where are all the big-chested ladies coming from -- III was minding her own business, cue the windswept hair because she enjoys the feeling of the wind. It's her element. Literally. ]

[uniquelymale.livejournal.com]

[He doesn't know, but he's certainly not complaining!]

[scentofiris.livejournal.com]

Something similar to it, I believe. [Says the young man dressed like a nobleman's son, complete with rapier at the hip.]

[uniquelymale.livejournal.com]

Perhaps you know the way around it?

[What is that toothpick you're wearing.]

[shedhaveaheart.livejournal.com]

That would likely depend on one's definition of the term.

[uniquelymale.livejournal.com]

You poor woman, what happened to your hair?

[argeneaufire.livejournal.com]

[OH GOD WHAT IS THAT. After just having a good meal Axel is in a pretty good mood, a good enough one to explain things to people, maybe? You bet.]

It's called magic.

[uniquelymale.livejournal.com]

Hello, miss. Perhaps you'd care to explain that a little more.

[You poor thing, born to be flat-chested... At least you have nice hips for childbearing.]