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'Tis the season...
[Nocturne, or as those who haven't met him would register him as, Demyx in a Hawaiian shirt, appears to have found a room where he can sit and play his sitar. People may or may not recognize the song, but he thinks it's appropriate now that it's October. Why he's sure of this will probably be obvious the first time he reaches the chorus.]
Vampires, mummies, and the Holy Ghost
These are the things that terrify me the most
No alien, psychopath, or MTV host
Scares me like vampires, mummies, and the Holy Ghost
Vampires, mummies, and the Holy Ghost
These are the things that terrify me the most
No alien, psychopath, or MTV host
Scares me like vampires, mummies, and the Holy Ghost
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[She steps a little further into the room and stops.]
How long have you been here?
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Only a few weeks. You?
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Five...maybe six months?
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[Oooh sounds like it was pretty bad from the way he said 'thankfully'. She won't push if he doesn't want to talk about it though.]
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[Now how to explain that she was actually born here and is actually from the future...? She hmms quietly and tries to think about that.]
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Anyway, that's, uh, why I've got a nickname instead of going by Demyx like all the rest of... us, me, whatever.
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I usually studied a lot so I didn't make a lot of friends.
[That and Kira's probably from farther in the future than she is, so...]
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[She smiles and sits down against the wall.]
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You should talk to Kira; I think you'd like her. She's a nice girl.
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[She giggles a little, rubbing her arm under the floofy sleeve.]
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Good point.
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[she snickers and stretches her arms over head, the sleeves falling to her elbows and if he looks carefully he'd notice faded burn scars...she still thinks it's her fault she got them though so be prepared for a total 180-degree mood turnaround if he asks.]
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So how has the making-friends-with-Soras thing gone? Maybe I should try to find more of me.
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[She goes kinda quiet and tugs on the cuffs of her sleeves.]
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