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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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There must be a great many people here.
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[he stretches a bit, then rubs the back of his neck.]
So the kitchens always restock on their own. No one should go hungry here with how much food there is, and some people cook and leave the food in the fridge for people who aren't able to cook for themselves.
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[he takes a moment to think about that, then shakes his head a little.]
I've always thought of it more as a very large hotel or something.
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[He ponders this and then nods]
Very well. Is it far?
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[he's going to take him to the Twilight Town room. first one he thought of.]
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Here we go.
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Cool, huh.
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And this is a room?
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