ooc: Mun is fresh meat, and so is her Demyx!

[donotfret.livejournal.com]

[This Demyx fellow happens to be a new arrival here. And, though he doesn't know much about the world he's stumbled into, he has managed to find a pool! Of course that would be the first place he'd show up, and fully clothed, no less. The water is acting like a magnet, and so, cloak and all, he is drawn to it's surface, breaking it with a huge splash and then gently sinking to the bottom.

[He hasn't considered that this MAY be against whatever rules this place possesses...so feel free to yell at him...

[But at least he had the good sense to leave Arpeggio behind; his sitar happens to be hidden behind a tree, at the moment.]

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[a-single-petal.livejournal.com]

[There's a Marluxia merely watching from the sidelines at the moment. If there's any rules against what your doing he's not aware of them--but then he's not exactly been here that long, really.]

Having fun?

[donotfret.livejournal.com]

[See Demyx's head break through the surface of the water, a huge smile on his face indicating just how much fun he's having. Though, he didn't exactly hear the question.

[He starts flailing his head around, beating on each ear for a while, finally staring up at the head of pink hair before him.]

What was that?

[For some reason he's shouting...probably because of the water that he failed to get out of his ears before.]

[a-single-petal.livejournal.com]

[Marluxia just looks bemused at that. And Demyx may notice he's not wearing the typical Organization coat. Just jeans a t-shirt.]

I asked if you were having fun, though I think I already know the answer.

[donotfret.livejournal.com]

Uhm, duh. There's a pool here. Did you know there was gonna be a pool, cause I didn't.

[He's going to flop around a little now, attempting to do a back stroke through the heavy sleeves of his coat...

[It's not working to well...]

What're you wearing anyway?

[Shouting again, drifting further away from Marluxia.]

[a-single-petal.livejournal.com]

I can't say that I did. But then, I didn't expect to end up here at all.

And what exactly is wrong with the way I'm dressed? Your the one who's dressed strangely, if you ask me.

[donotfret.livejournal.com]

What're you talkin' about?

[He's moved over to the opposite edge of the pool now, and is peeling off his soggy, heavy coat, laying it by the side of the pool.]

I'm not dressed any different than normal; just wearin' the coat, you know? Where's yours?

[a-single-petal.livejournal.com]

I believe you must have me confused with someone else. I've never owned a coat like that.

[donotfret.livejournal.com]

[Have this face for a while...and then...]

Marluxia, right?

[a-single-petal.livejournal.com]

Yes. Though I highly doubt I'm the one you know.

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

[Hey Demyx, have a you. Admittedly a you wearing an atrociously bright Hawaiian shirt and jeans, but still you. He grins a little, sitting on the edge of the pool and dangling his feet in the water.]

Figures you'd find this place. Hey there, me.

[donotfret.livejournal.com]

[Still floating around on his back, Demyx's head pops up when he hears the all-too-familiar voice, his eyes squinting in confusion at the image before him. He'd never experienced anything quite like this...had one of his clones somehow...gotten free...or something? Was that even possible?]

Hey, you, what're you doing in those clothes...and how'd you....you know, get there?

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

I put them on this morning, and I walked. I'm guessing this means you don't know where you are.

[donotfret.livejournal.com]

Of course I know where I am! I'm right here at...

Uh...

[Well, come to think of it.]

I'm right here where...where they sent me.

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

They call this place the dressing room. No, don't ask me why. But people from a lot of different versions of our universe end up here. Eventually this ends up including more than one of the same person. So, yeah, I'm you from an alternate universe.

[donotfret.livejournal.com]

...

[A pause to consider this....and then...]

YEA RIGHT. How stupid do you think I am?!

[nocturncoat.livejournal.com]

Well, then explain why else I'd be here.

[donotfret.livejournal.com]

...well...some evil plan, obviously! I mean, that makes more sense than...whatever you were talking about.

[veiledlinks.livejournal.com]

[Namine can't help but tilt her head at the sight of a Demyx simply walking up to the water and jumping in like that, clothes and all. From what she's seen, that isn't too surprising, but it's still interesting to watch. Which she plans on doing until further notice.]

[donotfret.livejournal.com]

[He's a bit lost in his good time, flopping around in the water, somewhere along the line managing to peel off his coat and boots and throw them aside (luckily some sort of covering for the lower half is left behind). It takes him a little while before he notices that a certain someone has been staring at him for a while now...]

Can I help you?

[He's not as bothered as he sounds, just kind of a jerk about it. Don't worry though, he's smiling...or is that smirking?]

[veiledlinks.livejournal.com]

--Oh!

[Oops.]

I'm sorry for staring. I don't-- well, it's just that I haven't seen someone swimming around like that in a very, very long time.

alkdfjakldjf MOMMY! :D

[donotfret.livejournal.com]

Haven't you?

[He may not be looking you in the eye at any given time, quite content to float around with his view to the sky. Is it rude? A little. Does he care? Not a bit.]

Probably wouldn't hurt some people to just...dive in, if you know what I mean.

[Ah, funny Demyx, really.]

The waters pretty nice, if you're interested.

/applauds

[veiledlinks.livejournal.com]

Oh, I'm not wearing anything for swimming.

[A white dress, Demyx.]

Re: /applauds

[donotfret.livejournal.com]

[Doesn't care...or, notice, probably...]

I wasn't either.

[Smirky-smirk-smirk-smirk.]

[veiledlinks.livejournal.com]

Yes, but my dress is white. That wouldn't be appropriate.

[donotfret.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't mind.

[Oh, he's trying to keep a straight face...he's trying...]