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[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[is in the garden, walking along the paths and basically just taking advantage of the peace offered here. Every so often, he pauses to tend to some of the flowers. Someone has to do it, though it's more due to his special affinity than a sense of obligation.]

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[drawingly.livejournal.com]

[sitting in the grass and working on a daisy chain again, completely oblivious to the world.]

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[this place certainly has no shortage of witches. The sketchbook gets a brief glance, and then Marluxia is back to checking the growth of some irises nearby.]

Naminé. What a pleasant surprise to see you here.

[drawingly.livejournal.com]

[jumps, but mostly because she had no idea he was there]

... My name's Selene, not Naminé.

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

Oh? How interesting. You look almost exactly like her.

[drawingly.livejournal.com]

Weapons take on the appearance of their wielder.

[absentmindedly, paying more attention to the daisy chain than him. considering who exactly her wielder is, it might be a good thing she doesn't remember much]

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[a faint smirk.]

You are her sketchbook, then?

[drawingly.livejournal.com]

That's me.

[a ridiculously naive one, at that.]

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

Are all the weapons from your world capable of such sentience?

[drawingly.livejournal.com]

If we need to be, we are. No one's really sure how it works, but it does.

[neverpure.livejournal.com]

[tending to some moonglows.]

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[Now that merits some attention. A Riku tending flowers...and with a collar and leash?]

I was under the impression Rikus were not into these sorts of things.

[neverpure.livejournal.com]

[blinks, righting himself and looking at him.]

What's wrong with tending flowers? Weren't you just doing it?

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

Nothing, of course. It is even somewhat enjoyable. But you could say it is a far more common sight to see me among the flowers than you or one of your duplicates.

[neverpure.livejournal.com]

[he just shrugs.]

There are people here who are different from each other, so I'm obviously nothing like the one you know.

[although he has a bad feeling this is the Marluxia he knows.]

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

Clearly. [his eyes linger on the collar and leash. And then he turns his attention to a patch of late-blooming narcissi. What few still closed buds there are on the plant open at his touch.]

A favorable distinction, in your case.

[neverpure.livejournal.com]

[that lingering has him nervous. too many people have taken advantage of it, but he'd be pissed if he took it off. he pulls a little back as he watches them bloom. aha, so he was right.]

... nice power.

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

Mm. These flowers were supposed to bloom near the beginning of spring.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

((back from moving!))

Funny, even in a screwed-up place like here we find such familiar things.

wait i fail nevermind the place has windows lol

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

(OOC: Woo~)

[glances over.] True. It is a small comfort to know there is somewhere like this in here.

Re: wait i fail nevermind the place has windows lol

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

Quieter than the library, that's for sure.

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

Not many are as interested in flowers around here.

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

More for us.

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

[smirk.] Indeed. And there seems to be several interesting varieties here not found back home.

[touches the petals of a white rose - though it would be white were it not for the spots of red on it like blood.]

[lightning-larx.livejournal.com]

I always liked the giant venus flytraps you kept back in Oblivion.

[rosenoblivion.livejournal.com]

Why thank you. I wonder if they can be grown here...it would keep certain undesirable persons out. [straightens, looking at the ground, trying to decide just where to plant said giant venus flytraps.]