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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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[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

Someone of interest must have ended up in this world at some point, perhaps we simply haven't met them yet. Or someone will in the future...

[He sincerely hopes that is the near future that he finds someone else of interest, although he won't complain about this Naminé. And he was mostly thinking aloud there.]

It's quite alright, there's no need for you to socialize more than you want to.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ she's almost tempted to say "I'm glad." when he says that, but the whole Nobody thing keeps her from doing so. instead she just nods, hesitating for a moment. ]

Is there anything I should do now?

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

Nothing specific, no. You may get back to whatever it was you were doing before...

[He pauses, then adds as an afterthought:]

It was good to see you again.

...I should get Namine a smiling icon. :|a Also your Marlu is fantastic.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ she does her absolute best not to light up at those words, struggling to keep a calm appearance. ]

I-It's good to see you again, too.

Thank you. c: So is your Namine.

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

[He inclines his head with a smile.]

And I will be around. Don't be afraid to come find me if you so desire.

Thanks~.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

I'll... remember that.

[ she'll do her best not to just follow him everywhere, at least. ]

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

[She can feel free to do that, if she'd like. He wouldn't mind in the slightest.

He smiles down at her with a nod.]

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ she looks a little uncertain for a moment, trying to decide something... ]

Have you... found a room to stay in yet?

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

[Ah, yes. If he intends to stay here, perhaps that would be wise...]

Not yet. I've only just arrived and this room caught my attention.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

I can help you find one. Do you want one near this place? There are other rooms that look to be outside, too...

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

It doesn't matter. I could create my own garden, as long as there is adequate access to sunlight.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

People come here a lot. They might ruin your garden.

[ by which she means try to pick flowers and/or get blood everywhere when that fails. ]

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

My plants can usually take care of themselves... [His fly traps do enjoy the occasional meal involving a passerby, after all.] But I suppose a more adequate rooming arrangement would be preferable.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

Is there... anything in particular you want, for your room? There are a few different types...

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

Oh? What sort are there?

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

Different kinds of beds... some have windows with fake outdoors. Some are just bedrooms and then there are ones that have other things attached.

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

Any sort will do, Naminé. You may use your personal judgement.

I would imagine I would redecorate, regardless of what the room contains inside. [And, as an afterthought:] I do prefer white walls, however.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ she nods and turns to head out, glancing back at him. ]

There are a lot of white rooms near mine... and somewhere with sunlight.

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

[Well, well. Let's go with the whole Castle Oblivion set-up, shall we?]

Hm. Something near your room...

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

If you want.

[ oh, Naminé, you're very bad at hiding your ~happiness~ over finding a normal Marluxia. ]

Had no internet for a few days. Sorry. :c

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

I do.

That bites. D: Welcome back!

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

Okay, I'll take you there.

[ she'll lead the way now, in fact, unless he stops her for whatever reason. ]

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

[He'll follow in silence.]

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ it'll take a little while, but eventually she'll stop in a brightly lit hallway that's not quite up to Castle Oblivion's levels of whiteness, motioning to one of the closed doors. ]

That one is mine. No one else lives near here...

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

[Ah, he does approve of the scenery and the seeming quiet around this corner of the dressing room.]

Very good. The fewer keybearers are around... [Well, you know the rest.]