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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[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.

[summer_poprocks]

I hope not! He still had to find his robes before midnight mass! We're supposed to sing!

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

I'm sure he'll find them just fine.

[summer_poprocks]

I really hope I get sent back soon. What if I'm here so long, that by the time I go back I'm too old to have any parents that want me? I worry about that a lot, and if Sora would get adopted without me.

[He seems to have forgotten he's talking to a devil.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[And this is normally when she would try to make a deal with him, but she isn't being ordered to it, so she won't.]

You don't always needs parents, you know. It's having someone close to you that matters. Why don't you and Sora just move out and start your own lives?

[summer_poprocks]

That's almost what we have already. Do you know what it's like to see people come looking for someone to take home, knowing that someone is finally going to have someone to love them as parents, and then they pick the other kid?

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

But that's my point. Why do you need parents to love you. I'm sure Sora loves you, and the other kids at the church. You've got friends here, I'm sure, did you think they don''t love you?

[summer_poprocks]

[He goes pretty quiet at that. He has two friends here, and one of them he knows can't actually feel anything until she gets a Heart again. The hope of one day getting adopted has been the main thing keeping him going.]

Does it feel the same as having friends, to have parents?

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

Not exactly... but you can love your friends like family.

[summer_poprocks]

Yeah, I guess.

[Deep down he's still not sure it's the same. He'll try to look more cheerful for her though, even if his smile doesn't quite reach his eyes.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Oh she knows, so that won't make her feel any better. She keeps her eyes on him a moment before raising an eyebrow.]

So what happened to your real parents? Any idea?

[summer_poprocks]

No... They said someone left me on the doorstep of the church when I was a newborn. I don't think my real parents wanted me.

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

Then they're missing out.

[summer_poprocks]

[That gets a little smile out of him.]

Thanks.

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Gives him a half smile, half smirk, and just shrugs.]

Think about it this way-- maybe they weren't allowed to keep you. Or they just knew they wouldn't be able to care for you like you deserved. That happens a lot.