kingdomdressing | (no subject)

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[ Lighter than air itself, someone is walking along the furniture of the dressing room at an abnormal speed. Nothing moves, not even the chair tips over as he stands on top of its back to jump, latching onto a beam in the rafters and flipping up to hang over it. His clothes are brown and solid and look old, a simple shirt and pants with a tied belt, but he has no shoes.

Out of anyone, this newcomer looks like a Larxene, with his sleek form and short blonde hair. It's not quite as bright, more of a honey color than the normal yellow, and he's missing a distinct pair of longer features. But who else could he be? ]

Funny, sisters.

[[ooc: same journal, two characters.]]

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That depends on what you'd want.

[he ponders for a moment, tapping his chin.]

I'm not really sure.

[He looks unimpressed!]

Not at all?

I don't know what you have to offer.

I guess you wouldn't. But it doesn't hurt to ask. Usually.

Well hm. This bit of information concerns me, so it's a little more personal. What would you be willing to offer, if you're that curious?

[Cater to their entertainment, why don't you? He grins and moves so he can be beside Kai.]

I can't imagine any other information you'd desire. Don't you have a wish? Something you want that isn't easy to get? You might be surprised by what I'm capable of.

[Leans closer, grinning still.]

Provided my future hasn't spilled all his secrets.

[he goes quite tense when he moves closer, eyes narrowed somewhat.]

I don't do wishes.

[Tch. He removes his hand then, looking entirely at ease.]

You must not be on very good terms with him, if you're that touchy.

Believe me, I have my reasons for being touchy.

Unfortunate. I think you and I could get along.

[Hmm. What kind of clothes is Kai wearing?]

[pretty normal stuff? a light longsleeve shirt and some jeans.]

Well excuse me if I'm not so certain about that. Larxene isn't the most friendly of people, and I was lucky enough to get to know him first.

Comparing me to my drastically corrupted future? That's fair.

[The next time Kai blinks, those yellow markings around his eyes will have disappeared, and his old clothes will be replaced by a casual shirt and jeans.]

[he was going to say something, but he stops, surprised.]

...well, how am I supposed to know just how corrupted a future it is? You could be like him and faking it. There are plenty of people like that around here.

[Haha, tossed you off track~]

Oh, I'm sure. But that isn't restricted to my kind. You'd do well to remember that, Kai.

[runs a hand through his hair roughly.]

Look, I'm willing to give you a chance. You're not Larxene, so I can't just decide to dislike you for what he's done. But you look like him, and it's not going to be easy for me to ignore that, okay? I'll even give you an answer as to why I don't like him, without asking anything in return.

[Lifts his eyebrows at that, casually placing his hands in his pockets.]

Go on.

He hates me.

[pauses.]

Well, as much as a Nobody can hate, anyway. He's killed me before; just slit my throat after beating me up and stabbing me in the stomach, and then tossed me into a busy room so people could watch me die. And I'd have some scars from him if not for an angel getting rid of all of them.

[Leans closer to get a look at him, wrinkling his nose.]

I thought you were human.

Oh, death isn't permanent here. I've died a couple times now.

Interesting. Most mortals only ever get the pleasure of experiencing that once.

[Straightens.]

But why does he hate you so much?

[thinks back on that one.]

I stood up for a friend.

Harsh.

[What thick sarcasm. He doesn't see how that's bad.]

[shrugs, rubbing his neck a bit.]

Said friend was someone Larx regularly picked on back in their world, I guess. And I kept standing up to him, instead of playing the weak victim without a fight. It annoyed him, or something.

I guess I could understand that.

[Or could he? An awful lot of this seems all talk. Actually, after a minute, he starts grinning.]

He must enjoy this life.