Another day, another problem;

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Anyone in this particular hallway of the dressing room might hear the sound of struggling among other movement noises from unknown objects. If one follows the sounds, they should be careful. Within this room, Namine is fighting against the hundreds of ribbons that have been wrapped and tied around her entire body. It looks like she can't poof out of there either, considering the clouds of smoke that keep appearing and disappearing, though she doesn't move. Oh, and one other thing...

It doesn't seem like there's anything but ribbons on her.

Looks like the dressing room is dishing out some karma. Feel free to take advantage of that. or try to help her. Though these ribbons are moving on their own, and who knows what they might try to do.]

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[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[... he could be a nice sun god. or a mean sun god.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[She senses you there and stops struggling temporarily. S-Swallows hard, idly wondering if she has hurt anyone he knows.]

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[He's omnipresent, dearest. While he may not harbor interest in everyone, he does know she's hurt people.]

I suspect you paused for a reason.

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Actually, I didn't mean power-sensing, just that feeling when you know someone is watching you, but yeah.]

I know who you are. I'm assuming you know who I am.

[Struggles a little more, only to be tied tighter.]

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[Oh well that works too. :|b]

I'm quite aware of who you are, yes.

[sunrisingly.livejournal.com]

[...This is not the hall closet he was looking for. And he's not quite sure what to make of the scene, really.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Well you better make sense of it fast, there's a string of ribbons shooting out and making a move to wrap around your ankles.]

[sunrisingly.livejournal.com]

[Hey hey what is this bullshit. Stop that this instant.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Nope, you're getting more wrapping around your waist and wrists, dragging you in. Namine sees you there and groans.]

Damn it, now you too?

[sunrisingly.livejournal.com]

[Sorry, ignoring you in favor of trying to struggle out of these damn ribbons.]

[tofallinblack.livejournal.com]

Next time on when Christmas gift wrapping goes horribly wrong--

[Cutting down ribbons. >| Hun, are you okay.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[I'm fine. But those ribbons don't appreciate being cut, and are coming at him twice as hard now.]

Shut-up and get out of here before you get stuck too.

[tofallinblack.livejournal.com]

[/takes a leaf out of firexas' book

brb incinerating everything ribbon.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Firexas: GIVE THAT BACK >:|

Oh hey, it looks like you're putting a good dent in them. Your girlfriend is still all tied tight, here though.]

[tofallinblack.livejournal.com]

[MAKE ME :|

Rushes over and tries freeing her.]

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[.......Roxas is kinda just, WTF-ing about this right now.]

l-lol I almost made this post with Aqua.

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Meanwhile, she'll be struggling and cursing under her breath.]

XD

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[Oh right! He'll hurry inside to try to help cut some of those ribbons away now.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

No, don't--

[And now they're coming at you, Roxas.]

[synch-blader.livejournal.com]

[Wait what? Asjfkd-Summons his second keyblade and continues cutting at any ribbons that get close to him, still moving towards Namine because no way is he just gonna leave her here.]

[summer_poprocks]

[he hears the struggling and is tiptoeing up to peer around the corner of the room cautiously to see what's going on in there]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[And here she is, struggling away. The ribbons aren't going for you just yet, though.]

[summer_poprocks]

[luckily, he doesn't realize she hasn't got anything on under all that. he does stare a bit though.]

Uh- do you need some help?

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

Please.

[Struggles like mad, only getting herself more twisted.]

Be careful they don't grab you too.

[summer_poprocks]

Erm... Hold on!

[he disappears for a few minutes. when he returns, he's got a rather large box that he's pushing into the room ahead of him. his hope is that the ribbon goes to wrap the box and not himself]