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kingdomdressing2010-08-09 11:39 pm
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[there's a Sora of the much shorter variety stalking about the innards of the Dressing Room late this evening, Keyblade in one hand and a thick deck of cards in the other, staying mostly out of sight aside from the, you know, big yellow shoes. stealth isn't very high in his repertoire of skills, anyway. he's a good year and two inches shorter than his other Castle Oblivion counterparts as well.]
[he's on edge, practically folding the cards in half in his fist as he glances over his shoulder constantly, half knowing there's no one suspicious there, half completely distrusting of his own senses. here he was so sure he'd be able to track down this "Superior" and save Naminé, but Marluxia had hardly given a fair description of the guy: "black coat, silver hair." yup, that definitely narrows it down on this world. whatever world he's wandered onto now.]
[if you're in the vicinity, watch out for this one suddenly stepping out directly behind you: Rikus are such a distant memory by now that he might mistake the older ones for his target. Kairis will get a confused, but somehow longing expression, like he's trying to grasp at something that simply isn't there anymore. everybody else will likely be heckled and interrogated.]
[he's on edge, practically folding the cards in half in his fist as he glances over his shoulder constantly, half knowing there's no one suspicious there, half completely distrusting of his own senses. here he was so sure he'd be able to track down this "Superior" and save Naminé, but Marluxia had hardly given a fair description of the guy: "black coat, silver hair." yup, that definitely narrows it down on this world. whatever world he's wandered onto now.]
[if you're in the vicinity, watch out for this one suddenly stepping out directly behind you: Rikus are such a distant memory by now that he might mistake the older ones for his target. Kairis will get a confused, but somehow longing expression, like he's trying to grasp at something that simply isn't there anymore. everybody else will likely be heckled and interrogated.]

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*he'll have to come up with a better plan*
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I'm going to let Kai take charge again. I need to think about all this...
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Right. Thanks again, Nami. I'll be sure to tell you what happens.
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[Kai will take the salad, and Apricot is quite interested in it, trying to get up to their level.]
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