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.]

Comments

[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.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Struggles enough that she's now lifted off the ground, at a slight angle.]

[sunrisingly.livejournal.com]

[Ugh, what the hell did I do to you, karma. Still struggling, but it looks like he's not going anywhere anytime soon.]

Shit.

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Just lets out a sigh and stops struggling for now, picking her head up enough to look at him.]

Well this sucks.

[sunrisingly.livejournal.com]

You think?

[And his tone is absolutely laced with sarcasm. This is probably all your fault and I hate you.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

It could always be worse, just shut up and try to figure out a way to get us out of here.

[sunrisingly.livejournal.com]

Figure out a way for me to get out of here, you mean.

[He's currently attempting to burn those ribbons on him.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Oh hey that seems to work. Except that now they're targeting him twice as strong and reforming two for every one he burns.]

[sunrisingly.livejournal.com]

[Holy shit hydra ribbons. He's getting sick of this thought, so he's going to try and cut through with his keyblade anything he isn't burning.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[And nope! They're still coming thicker and thicker.]

You're just going to tire yourself out.

[sunrisingly.livejournal.com]

Think you could maybe make some helpful comments, or are you just entertained by this?

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Lets out an annoyed sigh, struggling a bit again.]

Why the hell would I be entertained by my own problem? I've been stuck like this for over an hour.

[sunrisingly.livejournal.com]

Serves you right.

[Fighting a losing battle here, isn't he.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

Yeah, yeah, I know.

[Yes, he is. She is going to see if she can move at all, quickly realizing that she can't.]

[sunrisingly.livejournal.com]

[Well damn it, now he's stuck too. And very much not happy about it.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[... wait why is she moving. damn these stupid ribbons-- WHY IS SHE MOVING CLOSER TO HIM. Brb, struggling again.]

[sunrisingly.livejournal.com]

[Oh what. Do not want to even be in the same room as her, let alone even closer.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Aaaand now she's being shoved into him with ribbons tying them together. Namine just lets out a frustrated groan.]

Goddamn it!

[sunrisingly.livejournal.com]

[Ugh, so much do not want. Not that he can move either, but his disgusted expression should say enough.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Boobsquish. Ughhh.]

This is so not fair.

[sunrisingly.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I bet you're real distressed.

[Hmph.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Glares at him.]

I don't want to be this close to you anymore than you want to be to me.

[sunrisingly.livejournal.com]

Really? Found yourself a new chew toy?

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

Oh shut up, you don't know what you're talking about.