hole in my head.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[just your ordinary Sora. save for the second-hand clothes, a couple scratches and bruises here and there, and the fact that he's seemingly out cold. at least he's still breathing. make that a gun-brandishing, fully-awake Sora.]

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[truememories.livejournal.com]

[b-backpedaling now. she's seen those guns and she'd rather not be on the wrong end of them.]

Well...

Ask me something that only your Naminé would know.

[apologetic smile]

[ooc: yes please]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

Only my... stop playing around, Namine!

[those guns still don't stray in her direction, but his eyes are pleading.]

[ooc: Namine in this storyline was never apart of Kairi, she was her own person. Though she wasn't a terribly good aim, 'nor did she have the arm strength to wield a knife, she was important for her intelligence when it came to strategy and technology. not to mention she had once worked for the organization, and knew passcodes and how their systems worked. Last Sora saw of her was when he had failed in protecting her, and she was stabbed in the arm. It wasn't fatal, but it still hindered her.]

[truememories.livejournal.com]

[she lets out a small sigh and runs her hand through her hair]

Not playing, sorry.

[ooc: sweet]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[eyes swirl with frustration.]

Why are you doing this to me, Namine...

[ooc: haha, thanks. <3]

[truememories.livejournal.com]

Just try me?

[ooc: joining now. 8D]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

... do the words 'Blue Water' mean anything to you?

[ooc: I should add a casting list... btw, 'Blue Water' was what lackies of the organization called him. very few people knew his actual name was Sora, so people who weren't in the higher ranks called him that. though people like Axel, Roxas, Xigbar, etc. knew his real name.]

[truememories.livejournal.com]

I'm assuming you don't mean like the ocean or anything.

[all she can think of]

[ooc: that would be helpful, yes xD]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[his head turns, eyes pained.]

[truememories.livejournal.com]

[she tilts her head.]

Not the answer you were looking for?

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[sigh.]

Nope.

[he really isn't home anymore.]

[truememories.livejournal.com]

Sorry.

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

If I'm not home then... where...

[truememories.livejournal.com]

They call it the dressing room.

[ooc: technologywitch god, I take forever to find icons]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[incredulous stare.]

Dressing Room? Seriously?

[ooc: awesome. <3 though I have an uncanny resemblance to someone with short term memory loss. You might have to post on the cast list so I remember.]

[truememories.livejournal.com]

[shrug]

Hey, I didn't name it.

[ooc: will do. <3]

[blueterror.livejournal.com]

[he slips the two guns into their individual holsters on his thighs. then he's standing, albeit awkardly and wincing all the way.]

[truememories.livejournal.com]

[seeing the wince]

Are you going to be okay?