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[moonrings.livejournal.com]

[ A blue-haired teenage girl exits a changing room. She's wearing a white button up blouse with a noticeable tag hanging off the sleeve, and she looks just a little exasperated. ]

I want a serious answer. Tell me how it looks.

[ It's predictable who she's seeking an answer from. As is the fact that this person is not here. ]

Lea?

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[hayners.livejournal.com]

[ It's not predictable to at least one person-- ]

Uh.. I'm Hayner.. but for all it's worth, it looks okay to me?

[ hi my hand is bandaged-- and wearing baggy jeans and the normal beautiful black shirt with a skull design-- THOUGH missing the horrible vest. oh right there's also a camouflaged beanie on his head, no hair showing-- he looks like such an ass. ]

[moonrings.livejournal.com]

[I mean to muns, you dodo. Maybe some characters. Another Isa, for example. This one? She's staring, because Hayner looks nothing like someone from around here.]

Thanks. Have you seen a redhead?

[hayners.livejournal.com]

[ Oh ew muns, what are those I'm so new-- also THAT'S BECAUSE TWILIGHT TOWN KIDS ARE COOLER THAN RADIANT GARDEN KIDS. ]

... depends, there's like a thousand here..

[moonrings.livejournal.com]

A thousand redheads?

[Allow her a moment of looking like she thinks you're stupid, Hayner. Also no u, RG kids have more class than you lamers.]

[hayners.livejournal.com]

Uh.. yeah, right, explanations.

[ sighs, rubbing the back of his neck (or what he can get to, because of beanie)-- At least Twilight Town kids have a greater chance of keeping their heart-- ]

You.. aren't where you were just now. You're in a completely like.. different world.. thing, or something. Someone told me it's a 'crossroads' between worlds..

[moonrings.livejournal.com]

[Oh wow you are an ass. She stares for a moment, then turns on her heel and walks back into the changing room.]

[hayners.livejournal.com]

[ Well, he's been half killed by Seifer before, and kept his heart, so-- he blinks and then.. bluntly follows in. ]

Where are you going?

[moonrings.livejournal.com]

[She twists around to stare at him.]

You do know you're walking into the girl's changing room, right?

[hayners.livejournal.com]

[ 3..2..1.. dasnfkaksd SHIELDS HIS EYES, but doesn't move. ]

But you're not in the changing room anymore, you're in the Dressing Room!

[skybright]

Who's Lea?

[derp who is this chick here.]

[moonrings.livejournal.com]

[agh where do these people come from.]

A friend of mine. Looks like he ran off.

[skybright]

I didn't see anyone when I was walking...

[moonrings.livejournal.com]

Then maybe he's hiding.

[She shrugs and walks out a little more to look around. Specifically, she's looking for the clothes that were set up a few minutes ago.]

[skybright]

Hiding where?

[she looks around. did he go and slip into one of the other rooms or something?]

[moonrings.livejournal.com]

[She reaches up to scratch the back of her head, looking confused.]

Where is everything?

[skybright]

..........oh! You're new!

[that certainly explains it.]

[moonrings.livejournal.com]

New to what?

[Is this a magical store or something.]

[skybright]

The dressing room!

[certainly sounds like it could be a store, doesn't it?]

sorry about my icons ;o;

[rosered.livejournal.com]

[ Lea wasn't there, but there was a red cape that just slipped out the door. Of course it didn't belong to the best friend, she wore the corny checkered scarf.

It belonged to someone smarter. ]

♥

[moonrings.livejournal.com]

[Oh shit. She pauses at sight of that, looking around quickly in case Lea happens to be hiding in plain sight. Hey, it's happened before.]

♥♥

[rosered.livejournal.com]

[ Nope, no Lea. Wat dooooo, Isa? Because Braig just left. ]

[moonrings.livejournal.com]

[Brace herself for target practice? No, she's not too worried. What she'll do is retreat to grab her own shirt and swap it out for the one she was modeling before doing anything.]

[rosered.livejournal.com]

[ The secret is Braig is waiting for Isa to leave the room. She's against the wall, right beside the door. Of course, she doesn't know that.

Tee hee. ]

[moonrings.livejournal.com]

[She stalks back out in no time, moving slowly and whispering. Well, it's a very loud whisper. But it comes across as an attempt to be quiet, at least.]

Lea!

[rosered.livejournal.com]

She's not he~re. I'll take her messages.

[ Always a tease. Always. Also, that is one delicious rose-designed cherry lollipop she's eating. ]