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[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

[No good dressing room is complete without a garden. Precisely there is where the man in question finds himself, walking through the grass and pausing once in a while to make a displeased noise or frown where the plants are not to his liking.

He stops at last before a tall tree with a small, parasitic vine growing along its trunk. Laying his hand on the vine, Marluxia smiles a cruel smile. The vine is one of his favourite breeds, known well for wanting too much from its host and often killing it in the process of just surviving. It may be murderous, but it bears beautiful flowers when it blossoms.

Under his touch, the vine's growth process is visibly accelerated.]

[ooc: I gave in to my urge to play Marlu, so have a brand new muse. Concrit would be really appreciated... though isn't necessary.]

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[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ her lips tug into a faint smile at the touch, her eyes closing as a peaceful expression settles across her face. ]

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

Have you found anything else of interest here?

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

There are too many keybearers and there is nothing to control here.

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

A pity. Perhaps something can be done about them...

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

They'll come back if you kill them.

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

[What magic is that? He frowns.]

Can they be manipulated through your magic, then?

[Marluxia would much rather simply kill them, but a battle against an enemy that returns from the dead would be idiotic.]

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

...yes, I think so. But there are others who would recognize what was happening and go after you.

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

I can take care of myself, Naminé.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ she goes quiet at that. she would very much like to believe it, but being from past what happened in Castle Oblivion... it's hard to. ]

Your Nami is just precious. <3

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

[A pause, then he realizes what she may be talking about...]

I don't plan on dying once more. And even that death was not permanent, it seems.

You trust me, don't you?

thank you <3

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

Of course.

[ no hesitance there; isn't that nice? ]

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

And I would not lie to you.

[He touches her hair again, then tilts her head up by the chin to be sure she's looking at him.]

Nor do I have any plans on dying and leaving you alone again.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ her cheeks are just the slightest shade of red from his words, eyes shining with a hint of emotion. ]

Thank you.

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

[He smiles.]

Of course.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

...what are you going to do now?

[ it feels like something has lifted from her chest, finding a Marluxia who seems familiar. and isn't trying to get into her metaphorical pants. ]

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

I haven't decided yet. I don't know much of this world or its inhabitants. It'd be good to find out more before forming a plan...

It wouldn't hurt to find Larxene as well. [For a moment, he looks wistful.]

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

I'll tell you everything I can.

[ she frowns briefly, at the comment about Larxene, not the wistful look. ]

I haven't seen very many here.

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

Have you been here long?

A pity. I would have liked to see her again.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

...a few months.

[ she's spent most of that time exploring. she'll admit that, while she likes the white walls of Castle Oblivion, it has been nice to see some of the outdoor rooms. ]

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

Hm. Do you like it?

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

There are too many people.

[ and not enough of them are the ones she likes. ]

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

You appear to be getting by without significant troubles.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

I keep to myself... no one really bothers with me.

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

At least no one has had the chance to hurt you - that's good. [For only Marluxia is allowed to hurt his Memory Witch.]

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

One tried, but a Riku saved me.

[ her nose wrinkles slightly at the mention; she's not overly fond of Sora or his friends. ]