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kingdomdressing2008-06-09 09:57 am
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And I told myself I won't miss you
[ Sorting through a few books in the room designated as a study, trying to locate any information he can about obtaining the abilities those here seem to possess. In the stead of that he gets tome after tome of folklore and fantasy, myth and legend.]
Where's a how-to, "The Idiot's Guide to Magical Powers?" when you need it?
Ah well-
[One of the hefty items is thoughtlessly chucked at one of the many desks as Roxas throws himself into the plush chair behind. All that Hocus-Pocus was so -silly-.....or would be, if everyone with his face wasn't running around summoning items and playing with mythical creatures. Right about now, he'd really just love to go back home and deal with the annoyances of school-work, aggressive girls pestering him for pointless outings and his sibling's very disgusting romance. Seriously he needed his own place as soon as he got back. No more listening to Sora and Riku bash each other into the headboard every night. ]
....
{Still, compared to this place? Bring on the splintered bedroom furniture.]
There's no place like home...
No place like home.
[Clicks heels together in a mockery of his own desires after tossing feet upon the novel-littered desk.]
Where's a how-to, "The Idiot's Guide to Magical Powers?" when you need it?
Ah well-
[One of the hefty items is thoughtlessly chucked at one of the many desks as Roxas throws himself into the plush chair behind. All that Hocus-Pocus was so -silly-.....or would be, if everyone with his face wasn't running around summoning items and playing with mythical creatures. Right about now, he'd really just love to go back home and deal with the annoyances of school-work, aggressive girls pestering him for pointless outings and his sibling's very disgusting romance. Seriously he needed his own place as soon as he got back. No more listening to Sora and Riku bash each other into the headboard every night. ]
....
{Still, compared to this place? Bring on the splintered bedroom furniture.]
There's no place like home...
No place like home.
[Clicks heels together in a mockery of his own desires after tossing feet upon the novel-littered desk.]
