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[hiddenaether.livejournal.com]

[For the past hour, a mysterious person has been hiding out by one of the rafters. A white mask resembling a rat hides his face, though his hair still sticks out rather painfully obviously. Eventually, he jumps down to the floor and pulls off the mask, stowing it away in the small pack on his back. He takes a deep, slow breath, before glancing around and studying the occupants of the room.]

[to self] Never thought I'd see a place like this again. Everyone looks familiar this time, though. Everyone... [swallows, then puts on a bright smile.]

Hey everyone!

Is there, uh, a designated welcome guy around here by any chance?


[OOC; HI. New player here bringing you Naruto-style ninja!Sora, currently 19 years of age and a member of ANBU. He has memories of the "Room" you may or may not have heard about, and won't be altogether be surprised about this place. (Nai, I expect sex for this. <3)]

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[konohalostlight.livejournal.com]

[ooc: This is not Nai, but I will frown if you don't pay attention to me. :'(]

[hey look, it's a ninja! hasn't seen another one in here, so he wander over to him. on the ceiling.]

Hi!

[hiddenaether.livejournal.com]

[ooc: *PAYS ATTENTION* :D]

[looks up. blinks, before staring, mouth slightly open.]

... Roxas?

[konohalostlight.livejournal.com]

[ooc: =D]

[doesn't know how this person knows his name, but waves]

[hiddenaether.livejournal.com]

[slowly smiles again. it's easier to pretend-smile than it used to be.]

Hey, kiddo. Get down here so I can get a better look at you.

[konohalostlight.livejournal.com]

[ninja jump-flip thing to get to the floor]

[hiddenaether.livejournal.com]

[kneels down to bring himself to the same level. closes eyes, then reaches out and ... ruffles his hair.]

[low voice. still smiling though.] You don't know who I am, right?

[konohalostlight.livejournal.com]

[shakes head]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[... it can't be him. no no no. he's older and he has that ANBU mask on that Naruto talked about and--no, he's back at the Room. see, definitely not--but... welcome guy, like Matt but--no. retreats back to his book, settling down safely.]

[hiddenaether.livejournal.com]

[turns his head just as Riku looks away. has seen a million Rikus around since he first arrived, but there's something special about this one. frowns a little and approaches, a bit tentatively.]

... H-hey, do you -- [inward wince. it hurts talking to Rikus. but pushes on.] -- have a name for this place? Riku, right?

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[... and besides, it could even be one that hasn't gone to the Room. but that's the same voice. he stares intently at his book, almost hiding his face. clears his throat.]

...

[sighs quietly, rubbing one of his eyes with the heel of his hand.]

--everyone calls it the dressing room.

[hiddenaether.livejournal.com]

[blinks, lifts a hand to scratch the back of his neck.]

The dressing room, huh? So is there like... a stage somewhere?

[curiously looks around Riku, as though some magical invisible curtain will raise and reveal an applauding audience.]

[destinedtinsel.livejournal.com]

[sigh, shifts a little and looks--not at his eyes, at more his neck. he looks like a few of the rikus here. nothing really special, is there...? black shirt, silver hair, green eyes...]

... not that I know of. Probably, though. You can't get out, though. Not surprisingly.

[hiddenaether.livejournal.com]

[glances back down at him, frowns a bit at how this Riku seems determined not to look at him.]

Yeah, I figured from the moment I woke up in an unfamiliar indoor area surrounded in multiples of the same people. I learned my lesson the first time, I guess? [quiet laugh.]

[thesplendorsof.livejournal.com]

That would be me.

[cupidly.livejournal.com]

--don't listen to him. Nothing good will come out of it.

[rubs the back of his neck, smiling with a bag in his hand and wings a-fluttering.]

[thesplendorsof.livejournal.com]

Hey, hey. Don't spoil my fun.

[cupidly.livejournal.com]

But you're going to mess with him! No Axel is pure and I know that.

[winks, then turns to the other Sora.]

[hiddenaether.livejournal.com]

[bites back a grin.]

Thanks. [glances at Axel] It shouldn't hurt just to hear what he has to say, though, right?

welcome welcome welcome \o/ [confetti confetti]

[cupidly.livejournal.com]

[laughs a little.] Well if you want to, I'm not going to stop you.

--oh, though, here! A welcome present!

[hands over the gift bag-- it has a small pendant and some chocolate covered marshmallow treats inside of a decorated and ribbon wrapped plastic bag.]

[skyefalls.livejournal.com]

Why would you want a welcome guy in the first place? Judging from the way you've been stalking the whole room from the rafters, I'd say you're fine on your own.

[hiddenaether.livejournal.com]

There's a lot more to learn about a place that can be observed in an hour, you know. I figured there'd be someone who's been here a while and would know most of it.

[skyefalls.livejournal.com]

Dare I ask what your first impression of this place is?

[hiddenaether.livejournal.com]

... Big and crowded?

[skyefalls.livejournal.com]

That too. Look out for the Riku Replicas and Axels. They're all jerks.

[hiddenaether.livejournal.com]

I'm not that surprised, but there's gotta be at least one who's not that bad, right? But, uh, thanks for the warning.