It's been awhile;

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Here's someone the dressing room (though it's more like a world than a room now) hasn't seen in a while... to most he probably just looks like a regular newcomer Roxas, washed up on shore after just arriving. But...

Is that steam rising from his hair?]

[ooc: Long time DR player popping in to say hello! It's been awhile and I've missed all of you <3]

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[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[He frowns up at them again before looking to Riku.]

Does this happen often?

[dawnrise]

No. It's never--

[She's cut off when the elevator gives a sudden lurch.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[AGH WHAT THE FUCK. Roxas is sent stumbling backwards, eventually falling right against the button panel.]

Ow, what the hell?!

[Owie, my head ;; brb rubbing it.]

[dawnrise]

[Riku was scraping her nails against the wall paneling, trying to keep her own balance. The elevator evens out after that, smooth as silk, but she's still tense in case they plummet to their deaths or something.]

Are you okay?

1/2

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Yeah, fine. What the hell was--

[He looks to her as he pushes himself up, but cuts short when he realizes which wall he hit.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

..... oh shit.

[dawnrise]

[...she just sort of crashes in the corner. Far away from the door.]

Magnet.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Just... facepalms.]

Man...

[dawnrise]

[She's thinking the doors are going to open and they're going to be molested or something, godddd.]

Any idea which ones you hit?

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[He drags that hand down his face before moving to check out which buttons are lit.]

A couple weird symbol ones, a few numbered ones... only eight over all. And at least two are floors above our original floor, so we can at least avoid those.

[dawnrise]

Great. The less the better.

[Since, y'know, knowing this place and our muns it's going to be terrible no matter what.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

If we're lucky, these symbol ones might be after the one we want too.

[But come on, when are they ever lucky?]

[dawnrise]

[She runs her fingers through her bangs, glancing off.]

We were heading for the roof.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[... sigh.]

In that case, be ready for something vaguely squiggly...

[dawnrise]

Wonderful.

[Just what she always wanted. She's gonna.. hold her hand out, ready to make a shield.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[He's taking on a defensive position as well, ready for anything as the elevator dings upon arriving at the floor.]

[dawnrise]

[And what will be behind door number one?]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[NAGAS! Look out, it looks like there's one that resembles Larxene headed this way!]

[dawnrise]

[Oh fuck. Shield time? Shield time!]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Good idea! Meanwhile, Roxas is punching that goddamn close door button on the panel. Obviously hitting harder with each repetitive punch will speed things along.]

[dawnrise]

[Right, just gonna be casting shield after shield and maybe a dark aura to get the nagas to back the fuck off.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[Finally the doors slowly close and Roxas lets out a sigh of relief.]

Alright, so apparently squiggly lines equal nagas.

[dawnrise]

Apparently.

[She's backing up to press her shoulders against the back of the elevator, ready for whatever comes next.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[The next one lit up has a simple outline of a person. However, rather than a straight line, the outline is made up of dots in a 'connect the dots' kind of way.]

I have no idea what this could be...

[dawnrise]

[She stares at it for a minute, then glances at Roxas and shrugs.]

Beats me.