flirt and flounce.

[celaje.livejournal.com]

[he's bent over, looking under a couch.]

Com'on, Pochera.

I know you're under there... somewhere. Come on.

[sits up and sighs.]

Man, Heartless are so stubborn...

[ooc; well, had to post for him. >> will not reply until like... tomorrow afternoon? |D; lol.]

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[celaje.livejournal.com]

[glance up, and--]

My Heartless. He likes to hide.

[skyefalls.livejournal.com]

I...okay. I see.

[kneels beside him.] What kind of Heartless is he?

[celaje.livejournal.com]

He's a Red Nocturne. Uh, so be... careful?

I hope he doesn't scorch anyone.

[skyefalls.livejournal.com]

[sliightly weirded out]

Why is he hiding in the first place?

[celaje.livejournal.com]

[scratches the back of his head.]

Well, I told him he had to hide so no people who thought he was a bad Heartless would kill him. I guess he thinks we're playing hide and seek.

[skyefalls.livejournal.com]

...

Twin, there is no thing as a bad Heartless. Or a good one, either.

[crouches and looks under the couch - ]

Okay, Pochera, come out....

[celaje.livejournal.com]

Only you and I know that, or at least, we're the only ones who look like we--

[and almost on cue, a Red Nocturne dances out.]

Pochera!