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]

Only when I'm given orders to. If it makes you feel any better, I was an angel for a little while before this.

[summer_poprocks]

Does that mean you're a fallen angel?

[To him that's almost worse, in a sad way.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

Technically I was a devil first, but I guess you could say that, since I allowed them to make me back into a devil.

[summer_poprocks]

But... Why?

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

Well. I did something bad when I died, and I went to Hell for it. And then I got a second chance and I had to give it up.

[Looks away.]

[summer_poprocks]

[D'aw. She might be a devil, but she's still a girl and she hasn't tried to hurt him. You have acquired: One warm Roxas-hug.]

I'm sorry.

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Smiles a little at that, but just pushes him away gently.]

Don't be. I wouldn't be where I am if that had never happened.

[summer_poprocks]

[Oh look, he's not even brushing away the devil-cooties.]

You mean you're happy like that?

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

No, but I'm happy with what I have because of it.

[summer_poprocks]

I... dunno whether that's supposed to be good or bad, but I guess it's good for you.

[He is so confused.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Breathes a laugh.]

I mean, I never would have met my boyfriend had I not gone there.

[summer_poprocks]

Couldn't you have just made friends with boys wherever you went?

[derp]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

.... no, I mean we're dating.

[summer_poprocks]

Is that something to do with calendars?

[Is it obvious how sheltered the kids in the church he grew up in were yet?]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Facepalm.]

Where did you live before here? Under a rock?

[summer_poprocks]

In a church.

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[... can't help but snort.]

Figures.

[summer_poprocks]

I get that reaction a lot here when people ask me that.

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

It's because they didn't exactly tell you a lot about the real world in that church of yours.

[summer_poprocks]

There's a lot of things we're supposed to be told about when we're adults, I think. Most kids get parents before then though, so maybe they get told sooner.

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

'Get parents'? ... you're an orphan?

[summer_poprocks]

Yeah. It's not so bad though, because if I wasn't I never would have met Sora. He's my best friend. We're hoping we get adopted together, because then we can be brothers.

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Stop breaking her semi-existing heart, you.]

If you ever get sent home, that is.

[summer_poprocks]

[way to burst his bubble]

Oh. Well, yeah. If time really does stop, too.

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

It does, usually. I'm sure Sora will be right where you left him.