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[If Even was a physically fit man ~~being an underweight chain-smoker with a heart condition, he most certainly isn't,~~ the way he was running through the halls would be significantly more dangerous. Not that the slowed speed and low body mass really prevents him running into people, as the man is far more focused on chasing something.
Though, the splotches of red on the front of his shirt may not be very reassuring to some people and so it's entirely he could be running away... perhaps both.]

[[ooc:

littulfox is temporarily a teenager. Ienzo is off being disorientated somewhere, Even is significantly more cracked than usual. Your choice who is run into.
~~PS:Fuck you edit button.~~]]

[[~~Going missing for a few days, tags will recommence on the first or second of Febuary.~~ BACK]]

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[oh hi, hope you don't mind the replica just around the corner. he is distracted as he counts the small white bricks of one of the walls there.]

[And there he goes, hopefully it hurt him far more than you on the crashing/tripping over. Between the chance meeting with you and with the ground, Even looks pretty surprised, apparently not expecting to run into anything when not checking where he was going.]

[the very startled Roxas is probably a pretty good cushion to land on, so hopefully Even isn't very hurt either. it takes a moment for Roxas to snap out of the shocked flailing, blinking up at whatever had knocked him to the floor.]

...oh. Hi. S-sorry.

[Once he actually registers what the hell just happened he'll make an effort to pull himself off. ~~Try to ignore the smell of alcohol in the meantime...~~]

Sorry.

[wrinkles the nose at the stench while trying to get up himself.]

What are you running f-from?

Nothing.
[While it's mostly the truth, it could easily be interpreted as a lie if the blood spots on his shirt are anything to go by.

Even then gets temporarily distracted looking around the 'crash site' for something.]

[...suspicious and worried look goes here, before he starts looking around for something as well, without knowing what.]

Need somewhere t-to hide?

No, no, I just need to find it again.
...
No... Come on, nononono, I had it. [yes the wall entirely deserved that punch, and yes, it hurt him far more than the wall.]
I could smell him, I could have found him

Edited 2010-01-23 14:39 (UTC)

[...okay, sorry, you lost him.]

What? Who? Why?

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[don't mind him, he's just asleep on the floor in front of a television playing cartoons]

[Oh hey, Ienzo sort of remembers you. He wanders around inspecting you a bit first ~~because, wow, he doesn't remember you being so small~~ before kneeling down next to you.

After brief consideration he decides to try tickling your nose with the tip of his tail.]

[wriggles his nose, snuffling a bit in his sleep before batting at the tail ineffectually]

[He's not sure he really should wake you up, but someone familiar he can talk to does seem a good idea right now, so he tries gently shaking your shoulder.]

[his face scrunches up and for a moment he looks ready to start fussing mightily, until he sees who it is. then he's just confused, looking up at Ienzo and wondering why he looks bigger than he remembers]

Hi... Riku, right?

[rubs his eyes and yawns, still feeling sleepy]

Uh huh. How'd you get all big? Did you go in the funny room?

I just grew up.
[Though he's quite confused abut it, as his memories are kinda muddled]

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*this guy here is looking for the Pepto, since he ate too much candy*

[Since silver hair has become such a warning sign to him, he actually sort of tried to go around. Tried as in his coordination is not the best right now, he tripped over his own feet,and ended up at the very least bumping into you anyway.]

*oh you're that pedophile aren't you; he's probably going to shove you off of him somewhat roughly*

Get off me! I'm too old for you.

[ow, what is balance? Lack of padding probably made hitting the ground hurt more than it should.]

It was hardly intentional.

[check out the slur and the blood on the shirt.]

*he looks you over and sneers a bit*

... looks like someone gave you a taste of your own medicine.

Hmm?
[pending... pending... checks his shirt.]
oh.
No, that hasn't happened for a few months.
[Starts checking around like he's dropped something.]

*takes a quick step back, looking startled*

You're not a leper, are you? Are your parts going to start falling off?

[very, very deep down, still being a Vexen, he thinks you entirely deserve the 'are you an idiot?' look there.]
No. It's just a few superficial wounds.

...I lost the scent.[/sounds completely miserable about that last bit.]

Edited 2010-01-23 14:43 (UTC)