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[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Still up in the mountains, but I figured I had time to make a post and handle a few tags, wheeeee. 8D I'm not dead, I swear it!]

[sitting against the wall, holding his sitar and concentrating on a mess of papers out in front of him, a pencil behind his ear]

[plays out a quick melody on the sitar, reading off a sheet of paper - pauses, takes the pencil out and chews the eraser] Hmm...

[draws a few dots along the sheet music, crosses a few things out, itches at a bandage on his neck with his other hand] Mmm, no... 
[repeats this process, but this time playing through the entire song - at least what he has so far]

Ugh! [one loud strum, bangs his head back against the wall out of frustration] ... [stares at the ceiling for a while, keeping quiet and just listening to himself breathe, a white scar along his jawline can be seen clearly]

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[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[tilts head a bit] I've wondered... What was your Demyx like, anyway? Doesn't sound like you got along well...

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

[thinks for a moment]

High-maintenance.

And no, we weren't really "friends." Probably because of Xemnas ordering me to make sure he learned the ropes and everything.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[laughs] I see. High-maintenance... Not much like me, huh?

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

Nah, he was a dork too.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[frowns]

Oh well thanks.

But you didn't like him the way you like me, right? [smiles] So I'm sure we're different somehow...

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

Yeah, we never really did the whole hooking-up-after-a-night-of-drunken-sex thing.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[laughs and looks to the side] Yeah...

[leans forward and gives him a quick kiss]

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

[only too glad to return it]

You're not jealous, are you?

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[leans head to the side and smirks, though this really shows off the bandage on his neck]

Mmm, no, I'm not...

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

[saw said bandage earlier but refrained from commenting on it until an opportunity came up - like now.]

Should I be then? What with you getting into all those scuffles without me.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Ahh, you have Axel in another RP now! :D I saw Template in my email and I was like whaaat so I checked. Pretty profile!]

[glances down at it] Oh, that...

Well no... That wasn't a scuffle, really. There was this vampire-me. And... uh. I helped him out.

[flaps hand and shakes head] It's nothing, really. Don't worry about it.

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

(OOC: I haaaaate writing apps. D: But thank you~)

You know walking with that thing around is like you wearing a "drink me" sign for the other vamps 'round here.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[ooc: I em not in any fancy app-like RPs. 8( Maybe I should be.]

[touches it] Oh crap, I didn't even think of that. I should wear turtlenecks or something until it heals...

You're not mad, are you? [looks quite worried]

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

(OOC: You should~ ♥)

Nah. But it's not like he couldn't find some other person to dine off.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[ooc: Well MAYBE I WILL. 8D ...At home. And I'm sorry if I lack creativity right now, I'm sitting around going LHAAAAAAAAA! Yeah. XD]

Well, he was having some trouble finding someone, it was late and no one was around... I dunno. I just felt like I should.

Now I feel like I want to cover it... [holding his arm over it]

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

(OOC: I have no idea why you're doing it but I'll LHAAAAAAA with you? |D)

Eh, just don't leave it exposed for too long. 'specially not at night.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[ooc: LHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!1]

[looks a little scared now, nods] Yeah, I won't.

...Buh. [picks up his papers, sitar disappears in bubbles, stands up] Now I want to go get a sweater or something. [laughs]

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

[stands up with him, takes Demyx's hand]

Okay, I'll go with you if you're so A-F-R-A-I-D of getting attacked by the wannabe Draculas.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[raises eyebrows, surprised by the touch, but squeezes his hand, swinging it a little and heads towards the attic]

M'not afraid. [smiles] Geez. The Demyx that bit me was really friendly, actually... I'll probably see him around. He doesn't like biting people unless he has to.

It's the other guys I'm nervous about - like that vampire Axel.

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

I'm pretty sure all vampires have a fear of fire.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[grabs the string on the attic door and pulls the ladder down, jumps up onto the steps]

Oh, well. Guess I'm safe if I stick around you, then.

[makes his way up the ladder, screws a lightbulb in at a nearby lamp to light his way, drops his papers on top of a box]

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

[follows, letting go of Demyx's hand so he can climb up the ladder. Upon reaching the attic, he finds a spot and leans against the wall, gazing around]

Hey, the paint job actually turned out pretty nice.

Ahhh lolz.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

[turns around] Yeah, it did! I told you it would. [rummages through a box of clothes]

I have a sweater in here that I found downstairs... Knowing me it's at the bottom of the box...
[pulls out a black turtleneck... with a blue garter stuck to the back of it - doesn't notice] Oh this'll work!

/dies again

[a-ccidentalism.livejournal.com]

[bright blue garter on a black sweater is definitely noticeable. So very amused.]

Yeah. Nice creative touch there too.

[sitarwithmytoes.livejournal.com]

Huh? [flips the turtleneck around, notices the garter attached to the rest of the garment] Oh. [embarrassed grin]

Uh... Yeah, real creative... [unattaches the garter, unzips his Org coat]