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lost again, little boy?
[Here's a young man that might look familiar to some, wandering the halls with a pensive expression on his face. As he makes his way along ever so slowly he casts a wary glance to his left, and then to his right, repeating this process every so often.
Passing by an open door he peers into a room, starts, and glaps a gloved hand over his face (that's turning scarlet with record timing), hurrying away. He's not sure what those people were just doing and he...doesn't think he wants to know.
So it's back to shuffling along quietly. He rubs a hand over a scarlet brand on the back of his neck that just peeks out over his clothing, huffing out a quiet sigh]
What sort of place is this..?
[ooc: Say hello to your own little bit of ancient history. Keir here's from the days of conflict leading to the Keyblade War. Bit of background's in his userinfo and fellow precanoners are always awesome, just sayin'.
P.S. feel free to be that naughty couple accidentally peeped on]
Passing by an open door he peers into a room, starts, and glaps a gloved hand over his face (that's turning scarlet with record timing), hurrying away. He's not sure what those people were just doing and he...doesn't think he wants to know.
So it's back to shuffling along quietly. He rubs a hand over a scarlet brand on the back of his neck that just peeks out over his clothing, huffing out a quiet sigh]
What sort of place is this..?
[ooc: Say hello to your own little bit of ancient history. Keir here's from the days of conflict leading to the Keyblade War. Bit of background's in his userinfo and fellow precanoners are always awesome, just sayin'.
P.S. feel free to be that naughty couple accidentally peeped on]
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Thanks Rik-- you're not Rikka.
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I am not. My name is Keir.
[And as befits an introduction, he sweeps into a formal bow]
It's nice to meet you.
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Thank you then, Keir. You look an awful lot like my brother, Rikka. And this other boy I met named Hope.
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I'm...glad I could be of assistance.
I believe I've met Hope; he mentioned we weren't the only two with similar appearances.
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[dumbfounded]
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[old is like, anyone over 20]
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[Headaches, they're coming for him]
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... oh, you can't die here. Not permanently. If you do, you just get brought back.
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[obviously she does not like this line of conversation]
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herp derp wrong boy
lolz
my Ven must want in the DR all kinds of bad, geez
he's busting down the doors!
sure seems that way, pfft
lolz
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