I'm not sure what to tag this as...

[paperchains]

[A newcomer appears! This one's a bit strange, as he resembles a dark-haired Riku at first glance, though that guess isn't too far off the mark. A further examination reveals this guy lacks any darkness that would be normally associated with a Riku, and also a heart.

He's dressed in a white jacket over a black shirt and white pants and carrying a sketchbook and a box of colored pencils under one arm. He's barefoot, but that doesn't seem to concern him too much, nor does the fact that he's not in Castle Oblivion.]

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[thundery]

[Hey newcomer, you're getting shoved.]

Out of my way. I'm not in the mood.

[paperchains]

[He nearly loses his balance at the shove, but stays up. His pencils go flying, though.]

I wasn't in your way.

[thundery]

You're always in my way.

[The fact that he's apparently a Riku with dark hair doesn't even phase Larxene after this long in the DR, but he might as well wrinkle his nose in disgust anyway.]

What'd you do, dip your hair in oil?

[paperchains]

[He's used to that opinion of him...he's pretty much ignoring it to pick up his stuff.]

No, it's supposed to be that color.

[thundery]

Could've fooled me. Let's feel it.

[Gloved hand reaching out to grab your hair, not-Riku! If he gets a hold of it he won't be gentle.]

[paperchains]

[Hey, his hair is not for pulling. He'll wince when Larxene gets a handful of it, reaching up to try to pry Larxene's hand apart rather than pull himself away.]

[thundery]

[Yeah, good luck with that.]

Well, what do you know? It is real. Here I thought it was just a disgusting dye job.

Sorry for the repost, bracket fail

[paperchains]

[But.]

I told you it wasn't. Can you let go now?

[thundery]

I get the impression you don't know who you're talking to.

[He does let go, though, crossing his arms as he watches him.]

[paperchains]

I don't. But you remind me of someone I do know.

[And acts a lot like, so far.]

[thundery]

Oh? And who's that?

[Do explain.]

[paperchains]

A woman named Larxene. You look like you could be her brother.

[asilencedlife]

[Someone's tweaking your hair from behind the next time you pause, Riku.]

[paperchains]

[Why are you all obsessed with his hair? He turns around when he feels that who's there...and hi, you look kinda look familiar.]

Were you the one that did that?

[asilencedlife]

[Because it isn't often that someone here looks so noticeably different. Roxas shrugs, his attention moving to the art supplies. He raises an eyebrow, gesturing wordlessly toward them.]

[paperchains]

[Too bad he can't see Kairi's Nobody. Long blue hair. He's wondering why the blond kid is so quiet, and gives him a confused look at the gesture.]

My sketchbook? What about it?

[asilencedlife]

[Can he swipe one of those pencils? He's going to try tugging one to slide out of the bundle regardless.]

[paperchains]

[He can have that pencil. Roxas can actually borrow the whole box if he needs to--it's being handed to him. As well as the sketchbook.]

Here, you can use this too, if you need it.