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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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[shootingdown.livejournal.com]

[ IGNORE THE CAT EARS & TAIL THEY WILL GO AWAY EVENTUALLY (see: after valentines) -- ]

Pretty swank, actually. How's it going for you?

[shedhaveaheart.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'd imagine you'd have the answer to that well enough.

[gohityourhead.livejournal.com]

[Here's a face you haven't seen in a while, Luxord.]

Game? I'd kill for one right about now. This place is more boring than one of Xemnas' speeches.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

You tell me.

[Here's a face you haven't seen lately, right? And why is there a toddler with her?]

[sillywaterboy.livejournal.com]

[Well hello Luxord.]

Boring! How about you?

[connectmyheart.livejournal.com]

[Here comes a 'Roxas', a female one at that (though it's a little tough to tell, considering she has no chest. Then again, her face looks just feminine enough to help). She did wind up watching him flip the cards around his fingers, that was kind of cool and she hasn't seen anyone do it before, but the question made her blink lightly.]

The.. game?

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[Well, since he wasn't looking at him to start, that's good feline manners, and Roxas swings his tail as he walks up to him, curiously.]

The game?