don't paint the silence black - now save me

[radio-aids.livejournal.com]

[the air around him's oddly quiet; not one note of music spilling out of those headphones. unusual, considering that's his main function. he's curled up on a chair, limbs tucked protectively against his torso, looking rather miserable]

...I'm so useless in this place...




[ooc: because I forgot about him too. :| ]

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[radio-aids.livejournal.com]

So, what would you like to do now?

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

I dunno. Do you like games?

[radio-aids.livejournal.com]

Sure, what game would you like to play?

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

Well~ [didn't play so many games where he's from] How about hide and seek?

[radio-aids.livejournal.com]

Okay! Should I count, or did you want to?

and now the mun has to get some sleep.

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

You can count.

goodnight then~

[radio-aids.livejournal.com]

One... Two... Three...

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

[hurries off~]

[radio-aids.livejournal.com]

Ninety-eight... Ninety-nine... One hundred! Ready or not, here I come!

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

[Sora's being tricky- he's on the kitchen ceiling, wings out]

[radio-aids.livejournal.com]

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

[whoops, a black feather drops on his head]

[radio-aids.livejournal.com]

Found you! Oh wow, you have wings...

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

[drops down onto the floor in front of him with a smile and a hug] You found me!

Huh? Oh, yea. [flutters them a little bit]

[radio-aids.livejournal.com]

I've never seen anyone with wings before... they're very pretty.



So, my turn to hide? Or would you rather play something else?

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

Thank you~

I'll count now!

[radio-aids.livejournal.com]

Okay~

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

[covers his eyes and starts counting] One... two... three...

[radio-aids.livejournal.com]

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

Ninety-eight, ninety-nine... one hundred! [flies off where he thinks Evan went]

[radio-aids.livejournal.com]

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

[flies... right past said closet]

[radio-aids.livejournal.com]

[featheredapple.livejournal.com]

[pauses, looks curiously back at the closet]

[radio-aids.livejournal.com]