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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[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.

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

Hm..

[He stands back as the doors open just as slow as they did before. However, nothing comes rushing out at them, no weird weather, or crazy room, just a nice, outside, nighttime setting.]

... I don't get it.

[dawnrise]

[She's wary as hell. This place has a habit of making people paranoid, but she still steps closer to the door, intending to poke her head out to see if anything's nearby.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

WHOA!

[Roxas is staring at her with wide, shocked eyes.]

Your head's gone!

[dawnrise]

['k jerking her head back in, her own eyes wide.]

Is it back?

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[He continues to stare at her wildly for a moment.]

Uh...

[But then seems to relax as her head slowly becomes visible again.]

Now it is.

[dawnrise]

[That makes her relax in relief.]

Good.

[...then she pokes her arm out of the elevator.]

[f-iery.livejournal.com]

[He moves beside her to do the same.]

... a room that makes stuff invisible?

... cool!

[dawnrise]

[She agrees. Secretly. Okay, not so secretly.]

Yeah. Think it would last a while?

[If there was a delay in her head coming back, she wonders if the time spent inside converts to the time spent invisible, or if there's only a minute delay.]