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[beastsclaw.livejournal.com]

[ pacing back and forth constantly on all four feet nervously. he grunts with every turn he makes to pace back. ]

They're up to something. Always making trouble.

[ pace pace pace. he can't stop himself. ]

Belle isn't safe here.

[ pace pace, then he stops and covers his face with his paw. ]

My rose...

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[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[here, have a roxas who can bring anything to life with a stroke.]

Sir...?

[beastsclaw.livejournal.com]

[ acknowledges him with a grunt, but remembers that voice and turns. angry Beast is angry. ]

You.

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[he blinks, completely oblivious. he has a brush in his hand, and crinkled parchment.]

... yes, sir?

[beastsclaw.livejournal.com]

[ the Beast is quick on his feet for his size. he towers over Roxas too, eying him. ]

What are you doing?

[cross-paths.livejournal.com]

[he bends over backwards, swallowing. he looks unnerved.]

Just--I'm worried for your safety, sir. You seemed restless, I wanted to see if I could help.

[pwnsomehayner.livejournal.com]

You sir, need a new hobby.

Oh, you like flowers? You should start a garden. Be a florist, y'know?