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[isthisyour.livejournal.com]

[In a moderately popular room, there sits the Organization's token Brit on one of the couches. He's new, but he isn't going to act it; he's been lounging there watching doubles and such go by for a little while, anyway. That gives away enough. He has a few cards out and is flipping them around his fingers idly. 'Idly' here meaning 'near-impossible for anyone else.'

If you approach him or look at him too long, he glances in your direction.]

Do tell me: how has the game been treating you?

[ooc: who wrote this man's Days dialogue, honestly]

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[isthisyour.livejournal.com]

[Why do you have a tail, sir.]

Yes. Give it some thought.

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[well, he also has cat ears, so. comes with the family tree. his tail flicks back and forth like a metronome, eyes on Luxord. after some time;]

... alright.

[isthisyour.livejournal.com]

[Catxas doesn't merit Luxord's bitterness about traitors and the like, so he may even be pleasant!]

Good, good. And being part feline? How is that going?

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[well, that wouldn't be too much of a change. the Luxord he knows likes to scratch Roxas' ears as he plays his card games--probably why he sat down in front of the couch, his back to the armrest. Habits, hard to break.]

It's permanent, so it's really the same as ever. You get used to people petting.

[isthisyour.livejournal.com]

[Huh. Well, this one won't be doing that.]

Petting.

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[You know you want to, Luxord~~. He nods along with his affirmation, knees to his chest as he holds the toes of his shoes.]

[isthisyour.livejournal.com]

...

Why?