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[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

[Enter a Namine, stage right. She's a little older than most, and is dressed like someone from the 1920s. She's also rather agitated.]

Really, the nerve of him. Why couldn't he just-

[Oh hey DR. You weren't here before.]

What? Where am I? Mother? Captain? Roxas?

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[whoyoucallin.livejournal.com]

Huh? [Well, he is a Roxas. With a metal arm.]

N-Namine?

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

[What the hell happened to your arm? That was not there earlier!]

Roxas?! What happened to your arm?!

[whoyoucallin.livejournal.com]

Oh, right... heheh, I've had that for a while now. Listen, Namine... you're a long way from home.

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

What are you talking about? I saw you only this morning. And what do you mean 'long way from home'? Where are we?

[You better start explaining things right now, mister.]

[whoyoucallin.livejournal.com]

See, I'm not the same Roxas you know. [Holds out his arm for emphasis.] I'm a Roxas from an alternate universe. You're gonna see a lot of me around here. [Apologetic smile?]

MSN?

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

[see, Namine's an American debutante from the 1920s, so that explanation largely made no sense.]

Alternate universes? I'm afraid I don't understand.

Axel's nickname should totally be Arsonhead and you know it.

[limping-grin.livejournal.com]

[Hey look, pretty girl.

...Wait a second, isn't that the Seven of Hearts?]

Well, hello there.

THIS IS THE MOST AWESOME SUGGESTION EVER.

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

[Turns and WHOA. What the hell?]

Who are you?

Or it should be Asshat. Because that was my first idea.

[limping-grin.livejournal.com]

[Oooh, does this mean that where she comes from, they don't know each other? Fascinating...]

My dear. I'm the Cheshire Cat. And you would be?

As suitable as it is, I can't imagine Axel naming himself Asshat.

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

[Stands up straight and tries to ignore the cat ears.]

I'm Namine Harcourte. If you don't mind me asking, where are we?

I can.

[limping-grin.livejournal.com]

We're in a very, very strange place, full of mirror images and reflections.

... Well maybe.

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

[What sort of an explanation is that?]

That's not an answer. Where are we, and how do I go back to where I was?

Eh. My Axel muse is a jerkass like that.

[limping-grin.livejournal.com]

I don't know.

Fair enough then.

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

Then can you take me to someone who does?

[limping-grin.livejournal.com]

I'm afraid I know of none who do, Ms Naminé.

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

[Well this sucks.]

Very well. Can you at least tell me how I got here?

[limping-grin.livejournal.com]

You walked into a room somewhere and this place called you here. There's no rhyme or reason for it, or so it seems.

[Hey, look, he's getting closer and HOLY F*** WHAT IS WRONG WITH HIS LEGS]

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

[Her sentiments exactly.

Takes several steps back, then looks him in the face, clearly afraid.]

What are you?

Welcome to the child of the Sadist Corner.

[limping-grin.livejournal.com]

Like I said.

I'm a cat.

... Oh crap.

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

Cats don't talk. And they don't look like you.

He likes being scratched behind the ears.

[limping-grin.livejournal.com]

You must have met some very strange cats in your lifetime.

That so? Namine likes not being around creepy cat people.

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

You're the strange one.

[Begins to back away slowly.]

He's only creepy when he feels like it, really. Once you get him comfy, he's just like a kitten.

[limping-grin.livejournal.com]

I guess from another perspective I could be. But I'm not quite sure how to look at myself from another's eyes.

[He stops his creepy little limping walk.]

But does Namine know that?

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

[Stopping the creepy limping walk is a plus, but he's still all sorts of freaky. So she'll be leaving now.]

Well. It was very nice to meet you, but I must be going now. [Takes a tentative step backwards.]

I dunno. How much experience with cats does she have?

[limping-grin.livejournal.com]

Alright...

Goodbye then, Ms Naminé.

[Did he just vanish-!?]

Not much. And then only with the normal kind.

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

[Apparently he did.]

What... kind of place is this?

Oh, the 'normal' kind. Should be enough, then...

[limping-grin.livejournal.com]

An insane one, really. Says a lot if you can confuse a cat like me.

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

[Jumps, then glances around, scared.]

Where are you?

[limping-grin.livejournal.com]

Floating around, mostly.

[so-easy-to-love.livejournal.com]

How are you doing that?

[Seriously, you're creeping her out.]

He is what's known as a F***ING NINJA.

[limping-grin.livejournal.com]

[He reappears then.]

There may or may not be an explanation for it. And if there is, it's likely dry enough to make you die of thirst.