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]

I can change size. I prefer to stay normal, though. It makes me more intimidating.

[summer_poprocks]

[bites his lip with a grin. someone doesn't think she's all that intimidating.]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

Don't give me that look, I'm intimidating when I have to be.

[summer_poprocks]

[tries to wipe the look off his face, but it's not quite working.]

Can I be your friend?

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[.... Blink.]

You know, being friends with a devil can't possibly look good on your record there, bible boy.

[summer_poprocks]

Maybe I can be a good influence on you.

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Snort.]

I don't think so.

[summer_poprocks]

Well, fine. But I'll still help you if something like those ribbons gets you again, even if you are a devil.

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

I appreciate it.