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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.]

Comments

[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.]

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

[ she nods, knowing what he means. ]

There's a small room nearby... the walls and ceiling are clear, and the floor is dirt.

[ it's a greenhouse, more or less, though an empty one. she doesn't know what a greenhouse is, or she would have just said that. seems this area was indeed designed to host Castle Oblivion folk. ]

[blossomingdeath.livejournal.com]

I think the plants would like that. I'll take a look around and find somewhere to stay.

Thank you.

[noprisoner.livejournal.com]

You're welcome. I'll help however I can, if you need it.