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[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[roxas sighs, seated at a table in the center of an empty room, leg bouncing and fingers drumming rapidly against the table. scattered around his hands is a pretty generous selection of jolly ranchers (and their wrappers), all arranged by color.]

Tch...

[with a low, aggravated growl, he rakes his fingers through his hair, casts a glance towards the closed door, and then snatches up a cherry flavored candy.]

[ooc: hello, i am bored and uncreative.]

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[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ hopefully he won't become too accustomed to his candy, because there's the sound of something very large and heavy colliding against the door, followed by a muttered curse. ]

so I dropped a guitar case on my laptop about thirty seconds before I was going to reply to this...

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[roxas pauses, candy halfway to his mouth, and slowly casts his gaze towards the door. after a moment, he licks his lips, pops the jolly rancher in his mouth, and then stands and slowly approaches the door.]

well is it ok ....?!

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ there's no more sounds, save that of something rolling down the hallway ... ]

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[and what will Roxas do when one of those candies slides into a pile of the wrong color? it certainly doesn't appear as though anyone is there~]

nooope.

[introverte-d.livejournal.com]

[tips his head slightly, brow furrowed as he listens. curiously, he reaches out and tries the handle. ... figures. still jammed.]

ಠ_ಠ

[rikufu.livejournal.com]

[ still nothing, until whatever's making that sound bumps into the door again. there's far less of an impact this time around. ]

[vanishinghopes.livejournal.com]

[Considering the door is closed, he might wonder how this Namine got in and is now standing over there in the corner. She's leaning against the wall looking casual, as if she had been there the whole time, just surveying her nails.]

What's the matter with you?