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[Typically, the Grand Ball Room doesn't get much use until the occasional gatherings that take place a few times each year. True, there have been a few brawls in the past, but for the most part, its use is an occasional treat.

So why, then, is it wide open today?

Well, after the incident with a certain Axel, Ven's been restless, and now that he's feeling better, he's taking the opportunity to practice using his Rider.

... Which is exactly why he's cruising around up high- very high, in fact. As of now, he's pretty close to the ceiling, though he occasionally dives down, swerving here and there.

Is this safe? Probably not, but at least he's not using the hallway as a training ground.]

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W-Whoa---!

[That sends him flying back, but luckily he manages to maintain his footing, looking more than a little frustrated here.

Grr. He'll just zzzzoooooom right at him!]

[vanityunbcoming.livejournal.com]

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[Ack, noooo!

... But, then again, maybe he left. No harm there, right? And he's not going to chase him down to start something over one little sneak attack.

So he'll float back up to the ceiling instead.]

[vanityunbcoming.livejournal.com]

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[Ack! No, that's not good at all!

He'll just swerve, attempting to block the flames with the bottom of his Rider.]

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[Oh shi--

Yeah, now he's attempting to dodge all of the bolts of electricity... adequately.]

[vanityunbcoming.livejournal.com]

Something wrong, Ventus? Your reflexes are slow, even for you.

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

I'm just outta practice.

[You would be too, if you were stuck in bed for days.]

[vanityunbcoming.livejournal.com]

That much is obvious.

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

What're you doing here, anyway?

[In before testing his strength or something typical of Vans. Woe.]

[vanityunbcoming.livejournal.com]

No reason. Though I didn't see anything that said this was a private room.

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

Then why're you attacking me?

[vanityunbcoming.livejournal.com]

You looked bored.

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

Bored? What're you talking about? I was having tons of fun before you showed up.

[:c Jerk.]

[vanityunbcoming.livejournal.com]

Really. You were having fun being all by yourself?

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

Well, I was just practicing a little. It's not the same as having friends around, but it's still fun.

[vanityunbcoming.livejournal.com]

Of course.

I'll let you get back to your 'practice' then.

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

... Huh?

[That was...unexpected.]

[vanityunbcoming.livejournal.com]

After all, I don't want to waste my time on someone as hopeless as you.

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

Hey! I'm not hopeless!

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Your skills say otherwise.

[erasemefriend.livejournal.com]

I was just warming up!

[Darn it. It's so hard to not get ticked around this guy.]

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I'll believe that when I see some proof.