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[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[Hello, DR, it's your friendly neighborhood Even again. He's not confused or looking for anything, this time, because this time he is doing science. Or rather, he will be, once he manages to locate a lab. What is he going to do there? He is going to experiment the shit out of the prize pot he's just barely managing to carry in both arms. He appears to be fiercely determined, and only a wee bit irritated by the thing.]

Ridiculous, useless cretin of a thing-- If you don't prove fascinating, my friend, your end is going to be a fantastic one.

[--And he's grumbling at it. Has it been a dream of yours to harass a scientist trying to hold onto an unwieldy Unversed? Today is your day!]

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[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*derp derp derp this tiny Replica crosses your path, pulling its red wagon behind it, full of Hearts-in-jars*

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[--Ooh, hearts. Despite the warnings Zexion gave him, his curiosity is piqued by hearts. He shifts the Unversed around awkwardly to see better.]

You there!

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

*it stops, the jars clinking together in the wagon*

Me?

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

[Oh hey look, it's that not!Ienzo.]

Would you care for a hand?

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[Sup, not!Ienzo.]

--Yes, that would be- [derp almost dropping this Unversed]- appreciated.

[sceadu-gemynd.livejournal.com]

Would you rather I carry it or find a method by which to subdue it?

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[... Roxas'll just follow him curiously, eyes on that Unversed. He's trying to be discreet, too, hiding behind things and trailing silently.]

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[Well, Even will just be making his way down the hall some more, nudging a few doors open with his elbows to see if they're labs or not. No luck! This thing is so hard to carry, good god.]

[13thopal.livejournal.com]

[sneak sneak sneak. ... he reaches out to touch the thing, ears swiveling, cat tail swaying behind him in confusion and curiosity.]

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

[... Oh dear.]

Even, what in the world are you doing?

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[Hi, older-than-you-should-be!Ienzo. Even shifts the Unversed to one side slightly to look at him.]

Attempting to locate the lab.

[radiantprodigy.livejournal.com]

Do you need assistance?

[That is a...strange looking Unversed. But aw well.]

[triqqerhappy.livejournal.com]

[ OH GOD SOMEONE FROM HIS CANON. Braig raised a brow, chocolate flying his way from Even messing around with it. He shifted his head to the right, dodging it perfectly. The second one was a dead-aim for his mouth -- well. At least it's a free treat. He waves towards Even. ]

Mmn, Mmphen.

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[Even looks up from his stupid Unversed -- oh, Braig. Not the person he most wanted to see from home, but.]

Swallow before talking, please.

[before]

How fantastic are we talking here?

[Says the guy in his early twenties who looks vaguely like Lea. And not-so-vaguely like a zombie.]

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

Very.

[Aaaand irritation aside, he looks at the other and just. Blinks, raising an eyebrow.]

Tell me you aren't an older version of that delinquent from the Garden.

[temporaltrap.livejournal.com]

What are you doing?

[ Kairi is quite curious. Why are you carrying a minion an Unversed? ]

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

Going to the lab.

[What else would he be doing.]

[cagedfox]

Maybe you should put it in a cage.

[Right size, but your Ienzo is in another castle.]

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

I couldn't locate--

[What.]

Ienzo. You have a tail.

[colorsofthe.livejournal.com]

[There's a young woman following you silently, Even.]

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[Welp, Even's just trudging along with his trusty Unversed. Which is not so trusty, as he all but drops it and stumbles for a moment.]

Stupid, wretched thing-

[lower-case-x.livejournal.com]

... what have you got there?

[bitchprentice.livejournal.com]

[Oh, hey, youngnort. Look at the Unversed wiggle.]

A subject for further study. And annoyance.

[wakingwaters.livejournal.com]

That thing is dangerous!