( better not twitch too much. )

[grandifloras.livejournal.com]

[ Well isn't this interesting.

This sixteen year old lady wasn't panicking nor was she fretting about anything. Instead, she was watching the chaos unfolding within the dressing room. It's never been as loud as this before, after all (even though it occasionally had those spells that tend to toy with the population). She wasn't speaking -- not yet, anyway.

Rose was observing the tiniest twitches that people hide and the angriest faces that everyone else had on. It's quite entertaining, really.

After all, she has the best. Parents. Ever. ]

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[alternateblue.livejournal.com]

Mm, I guess so. [At least she seems nice.]

I can't right now, I'm looking for someone. We were in the middle of a spar actually when he took off out of nowhere.

[grandifloras.livejournal.com]

No cellphone to use?

[alternateblue.livejournal.com]

[Shook his head.] I don't have one and we weren't exactly doing it for fun.

[grandifloras.livejournal.com]

You call it a spar, but it's not fun. It can't be just a spar then, correct?

[alternateblue.livejournal.com]

I guess it was a fight then. We weren't being overly serious about it though is all.

[grandifloras.livejournal.com]

That solves it, and yet he disappears all of a sudden.

A room game, then.

[alternateblue.livejournal.com]

Yeah, something like that. [They were more testing each others abilities. Scratches the back of his head then and glances further down the hall; he's just being watchful, not about to be caught offguard. They aren't playing with foam bats after all.]

[grandifloras.livejournal.com]

[ Scratching at the back of the head -- anxiety, cautiousness, worry. With his eyes forming like that, it would be thoughtfulness. ] I advise a form of contact the next time you two meet, like a cellphone per person.

Beepers and radios still work as well, but they're old technology.

[alternateblue.livejournal.com]

Maybe, I don't know if he's the kind of person who would want to be found so easily though. [Shrugs a bit, before finally relaxing just a little more. Seems he's in the clear for now.] Hey uh, I don't think I've ever seen you here before. Are you new?

[grandifloras.livejournal.com]

And yet you're searching for him, aren't you?

[ A pause. Let's see -- ] Not at all. I've been here for sixteen years.

[alternateblue.livejournal.com]

Mm, I've got some questions I didn't get answers for.

[Well now he looks a little surprised.] That long? Huh. I guess this place is just that big, but then again I haven't been here that long.

[grandifloras.livejournal.com]

Sad. You should have grabbed his hand before he left.

[ Kihihihi -- ] Well, I was born here after all.

[alternateblue.livejournal.com]

He did it after knocking me into a wall so I didn't quite get a chance.

Oh! Born and raised here. [Curious blink.] So I guess you're used to all the doubles and weird stuff that goes on, huh?

[grandifloras.livejournal.com]

The solution is to learn to be faster, then. [ Headtilt. ]

My parents made sure to make what is odd seem completely normal, and I say half of that in my mother's words.

[alternateblue.livejournal.com]

[Shrugs. He didn't catch the guy, alright? That's all there is to it.]

Since you were born here, it doesn't seem weird at all, in otherwords. [Just blinks. Well, I guess that means it's as natural for her to see fifty copies of himself just as it is natural for him to summon a keyblade.]