Not quite a Girl Scout

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

[This little Replica hasn't been seen recently because it was very busy. Doing what exactly? Preparing for this. Set up in a well-trafficked hallway is what looks like a cookie selling lemonade stand, except instead of delicious treats lining the tables, there are Hearts. Rows and rows of Hearts in jars. A sign above the table says: FOR SALE. A second sign says: FRIENDS GET ONE FREE. Come and be amazed. Or horrified. Or hungry.]

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[mordaciousness.livejournal.com]

[ Hello, little Replica. She doesn't realize that's what you are. Have a Marluxia coming up to cross her arms as she examines your wares. ]

You seem to have been very busy.

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

[the Replica startles visibly and looks up at you, answering automatically]

Yes, Master.

[mordaciousness.livejournal.com]

[ What an interesting turn of events. Her attention moves from the Hearts to the Replica itself. ]

What makes you think someone would want one of these?

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

They're pretty.

[wait it is now noticing that Marluxia is a girl and frowns]

You're not Master... I mean, not-Master.

[mordaciousness.livejournal.com]

Come now, make up your mind.

[ She'll just be lifting one of those jars to examine closer. ]

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[Well, now. This is obviously going to attract someone's attention.]

Many customers yet?

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

[is it lunchtime Kurt]

Not yet. But I just finished putting up my sign.

[agrabah-weapon.livejournal.com]

[He might be tempted into a snack.]

Hah. Are you expecting much attention?

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

[they look delicious right]

I hope so. I want to make more accessories. Or maybe some new friends.

[nowudedofcute.livejournal.com]

[:o Hearts. Don't mind a small swarm of cats coming to make what they will of the jars.]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

[it looks pleased to see you all and crouches down]

Hi kitties. Look, I told you I'd get lots of Hearts.

[nowudedofcute.livejournal.com]

[They... vaguely remember something like that, yes. For now, however, they're far more focused on purring up a veritable storm.]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

[it will try to give pettings if that's allowed]

I can give you a few, but not all of them. I think I have fish Hearts.

[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

[s-so no thin mints?]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

[not even one samoa]

[endlessxsky.livejournal.com]

[disappointing ;; but he will investigate anyways, giving you a happy smile]

Hi!

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

Hi Sora.

[here's something that will make you happy, you are taller than the Replica by about an inch]

[mizu-melody.livejournal.com]

[brb, staring.]

Umm...

[He was hoping for some lemonade. Or cookies. Not this. And the last time he saw a heart--he goes a little green at the memory.]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

[if you're wearing the black Organization coat, the Replica will be visibly tensing up]

[mizu-melody.livejournal.com]

[He is wearing the coat--though if the Replica is one of those who can feel those sorts of things there's a heart in this Demyx thumping away nice and healthy.]

Are those real hearts?

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

[it's not too good with the sensing thing quite yet, as it is quite young]

Yes, IX. I got them all myself.

[nobodies-light.livejournal.com]

[She was just passing by, but stops and stares a bit at the hearts. In jars. O_O]

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

[aren't they glowing such a pretty pink color?]

Thanks notifs T_T

[nobodies-light.livejournal.com]

[They are! And she'd be lying if she said she wasn't at all interested. Despite all her light, she's still a nobody. And there is still that part of her that yearns for a Heart of her own.]

i have none T_T

[clockworkboytoy.livejournal.com]

[it sees you looking and perks up]

Did you want to buy one?