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[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[not everyone can always be a bully, and while some people are off doing their thing, Seifer's giving himself a once-over in the mirror, beanie crumpled up in one hand while he combs through his hair with the other.]

Tch.

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[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

[don't mind him, he'll just be watching since he's conveniently passing through.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[so not paying attention; he's flipping his bangs, left, right.]

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

Not that anything I say ever makes a difference, but I think you look better without the hat.

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[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[dasfjhgjdflhg--]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[jams said hat right back onto his head.]

What do you want?

[same old Seifer.]

[thesicklyartist.livejournal.com]

(don't mind the sickly-looking Namine, who's trying to look in the mirror)

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

Hey, get your own.

[thesicklyartist.livejournal.com]

(12-year-old frowns)

But this one's big enough for two. We could share!

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

Scram.

[it's hard to be any more harsh to a kid-- his eye's ticking.]

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

[sighs and shakes his head.]

Just watching. And I kind of have to pee.

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

So take a pee, already.

[tilts his head back. apparently he's got a priority on making sure everything's still in order.]

[thesicklyartist.livejournal.com]

(s-sad face. she doesn't what scram means, but it sounds mean)

But you're supposed to share!

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

[so he waltzes on in and prepares to do his business. of course he's a talkative bathroom buddy, what.]

So do you always mess with your hair, or does it normally just stay unkempt in your beanie?

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

What's it to you?

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

Says who?

[fightingly.livejournal.com]

Ah ah, I knew it. Girls aren't the only ones who preen in the mirror.

[cooed, highly amused]

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

I need to know for future plans to take over the world.

[rolls his eyes, doin' his business.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

You can't go cruising if you just slack off.

[smug.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

You? What a load of bull.

[and it's not affecting Seifer at all, adjusting his collar.]

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

[finishes up, shaking off and zipping.]

What, you don't think I can?

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[this skeptical look in the mirror says: no.]

[fightingly.livejournal.com]

Hmmmm, I guess you're right.

[aaand she steps behind him, also studying his reflection, stroking her chin thoughtfully]

Let's see...

[ruffles hair, Tifa wasn't much for personal space, really]

Try the messy look, you may be able to pull it off!

[thesicklyartist.livejournal.com]

My dad said everyone should, 'cause it's good manners.

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

[oooh, he so wants to try and summon the keyblade just to freak him out, but he won't.]

Okay then.

[instead he'll snatch off that hat and book it to the kitchen.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

Ghhk-- asshole!

[as if this isn't business as usual? it takes all of a second and a half for him to tear off after Sora.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

Your dad's full of it, squirt.

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[awk-ward. grits his teeth and bears it.]

H-hey, if I needed tips, I'd be asking for them, all right-?

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

[just taking his time, because he's enjoying the hell out of himself.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[not Seifer; the beanie's personal, and that'd explain how he's catching up in no time.]

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

[and why Sora's going to try and pull a move he'll probably fail miserably, suddenly turning, running and dropping to the hardwood floor in an attempt to slide beneath Seifer.]

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[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[this is too easy--]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[as the foot slamming down on him'll declare.]

Going somewhere, runt?

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

[well fuck, if that didn't knock the wind right out of him. he'll just be mindlessly choking for air down here, don't mind him.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[looks like someone doesn't know his own strength, easing up.]

Hey, don't tell me that hurt.

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

Sh-shit..

[sucks in air through his teeth, having let go of the hat long ago. he's just worried about breathing, because it's not like he's really been doing good for his health recently.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

... the hell's your problem?

[okay, that's enough of this game, pulling Sora up. something's obviously amiss.]

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

[forces on a smile, a little lightheaded from the sudden lack of breath.]

N-nothin'. Don't worry about it..

[waves his hand dismissively, attempting to stand.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

Shut up, you've taken punches harder than that.

[... most of them from him, but that's hardly the point right now.]

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

Just got over a cold.

[it's the best he could think of right now, shrugging nonchalantly. his step is a little staggered, but he's getting the hang of it all over again.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

Bullshit.

[this is an arm, holding you up.]

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

It's really nothing. I'll get better.

[swallows. shit.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

It'd better. You think I wanna up and lose my favorite gopher?

[jedi-or-sith.livejournal.com]

(you probably will see the reflection of a Riku in his early twenties. wearing this (http://images.wikia.com/starwars/images/e/ed/JacenCaedus.jpg). big brother JacenSolo!Riku is watching you)

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

[that makes him smile a little, hands gently pushing Seifer's away.]

It will.

[at least, he's praying.]

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

Tch.

[fine, no help for you, buddy.]

[amnesiatically.livejournal.com]

[hey, he's not about to admit he was shooting up and drinking alcohol to the point where he doesn't know if he's dead or not.]

Heh.

[yeeeah he'll be looking for an easy escape in the direction of the kitchen.]

[thesicklyartist.livejournal.com]

(totally doesn't understand what that means. she's a sheltered kid)

Full of what?

[sandlotlulz.livejournal.com]

[that would be Seifer's cue to pick up his hat and move along, then.]