kingdomdressing | (no subject)

Entry tags:

kairi

(no subject)

-- Blizzard!

[Better watch out, dressing room, if you're in the same area as this girl. She's got her Keyblade out in front of her, and it looks like she was practicing magic before she was pulled in! That's what the ice-covered chair in front of her is suggesting, anyway.

She straightens up, letting her weapon hand fall to her side but not dismissing the Keyblade. After all, she certainly wasn't here a minute ago, so something must have brought her here, right?]

[ooc; I'm just going to go ahead and say that there will almost definitely be spoilers in this post.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

[Hey. Hey Kairi.

Have some applause from this Riku over here. He can always appreciate Kairis using rad magic skills; it reminds him of his own Kairi.]

Not bad.

[She turns at the sound, but her expression doesn't lose any of its confusion when she sees where it's coming from. Riku, you are... somewhat younger-looking than what she was expecting.]

Riku...?

That's right.

[Yeah, he's just gonna look all casual-like. Standard Riku attitude... at least, for fifteen year old Rikus.]

Did... [...shakes her head. Weird as seeing one of her best friends younger is...] What is this place?

People call it the Dressing Room, but it'd more like a crossroads between worlds.

[A beat.]

And different dimensions.

[Eeeyup. Crazy, isn't it?]

Dimensions?

[What.]

Is that why you're... younger?

It's not just that. Sometimes there's time involved, too.

[He shrugs.]

General rule of thumb is to expect the unexpected. Barely anything makes sense here.

... I see.

[She is so confused.]

How do I get back?

That's the thing.

[Okay, how to break this to her...]

You kind of have to wait it out and hope for the best.

Nice job.

[Hello, this is your resident blizzard specialist speaking. She is admiring your handiwork, Kairi.]

--oh! Thank... you?

[I am fifteen years old and what is this, I thought I was the one with the least amount of people who looked like me.]

[Not in here! Welcome to clone hell.]

Sure. Are you new here?

[Better than bee hell.]

I guess so. What is this place?

[Under no circumstances do you eat the mind honey--]

It's called the Dressing Room, although... to be honest I'm not sure why. I mean there are plenty of wardrobes and things, but it's kind of a misleading name.

What'd that chair ever do to you?

[He can figure out what was going on just fine, but that doesn't make it any less funny.]

[She turns, one hand on her hip as she pouts at him.]

I didn't mean to hit it!

[Too bad. He just looks amused.]

So what, it jumped in your way?

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only