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[Hey, it's another teenage blond kid! This one isn't a Roxas or a Ven, though--iiit's a mini Luxord, apparently. Those who can sense hearts will notice he definitely has one; meet Luxord's Other. His name is Dulór. If he's wearing a lot more pinstripes and an overly formal vest than most people would, that's because he's from Wonderland. He is certainly out of place, and stops short when he realizes he's not wandering a garden anymore.]

...Bugger.

[ooc: little bit of info in journal. will I ever play someone without heavy amounts of headcanon? who knows!]

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[Aww isn't that cute Luxord is shorter than him for once! :'D]

[oh hey, someone else he doesn't recognize.]

Hullo.

...

[And he reacts out and pinches his cheeks!]

Aww, you're so short!

[hi there, violation of personal bubble. that gets a blink and a raised eyebrow.]

You're actually pinching my cheek. This is happening right now.

[All you're getting is a dumb smile in return.]

How'd you get so short all of a sudden? And the change of clothes?

[calmly moves head out of that pinch-grip, shrugs.]

I've always been this tall and dressed this way.

[He raised an eyebrow.]

Really? Hmm...

[Cue a look that looks like Demyx is trying to think. This is a rather dangerous act.]

What's your name, then? Is it Luxord?

[somewhere deep in Dulór's mind, the cogs are turning at the mention of Luxords again. but for right now:]

Nope.

[Well. He is now confused. But he always is, and by now he's got the hang of this weird place and it's weird twists of people he once knew.]

Then what's your name? I'm Demyx!

[He smiled.]

Dulór. How do you do.

Dulór, huh?

[He thought for a moment. Well, more like a few minutes, before a lightbulb lit up in his head... metaphorically, of course.]

Ooooh, I think I get why! You're his Somebody!

[wat u talkin bout]

His...what?

[Demyx doesn't appear to care that he's going to brain break this poor child.]

Luxord's Somebody!

What exactly does that mean?

...Do you know what Heartless are?

I've been told they're not love monsters.

Right, well, when a strong-hearted person gets their heart taken away by a Heartless, it leaves behind something, called a Nobody. At least, that's what I've been told. I'm one, and so is Luxord. At some point, your heart gotten taken away.

[He frowns. Demyx liked to think they still had those hearts, though... but they had to figure that out for themselves.]

[...this explains all the odd points of his conversation with a Luxord earlier. what do you mean, he should have asked Luxord more pressing questions.]

Uh huh.

Well, bugger.

Yeah... sorry you had to find out like this!

[He frowned a little, tilting his head a bit.]

Well, anyone tell you about this place yet?

[He returned to smiling, before slinging an arm around the boy's shoulder and making a hand gesture to signal "this place."]

[subject change! he brightens.]

A bit!

Well, then that's good! I won't have to do the work...

[He grinned, before turning his face to look at him. Hello, Dulór's face. Nice weather we're having here, am I right?]

Wait, how old are you? I'm 19!

[at least Demyx is. enthusiastic.]

18. How old am I supposed to be?

I don't know.

[He got a serious look on his face.]

I never asked Luxord how old he was... but I was just wondering. Wow, you're kinda short for being 18!

[He went back to his grinning, goofy expression, though.]

And I thought I was sorta short... well, not as short as Roxas, at least. Now he's a shorty!

[all these people he doesn't know aaaa]

I... Okay?

Oh-! Sorry, man, I keep forgetting! Roxas is a friend of ours. He's so short!

[He laughed.]

He's blonde like us, too. Real spiky hair. It's crazy. He uses a keyblade and whatnot.