sunny side up.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[and after a week's absence here, two years have passed--enough for that this guy is hopping from a door, clad in a school uniform. no bandages in sight? that's a shocker--and it might make you think he isn't who he is, especially since--]

--need to worry, I promise I'll work hard. I'll take care of myself on the stage, I--... promise?

[and he's looking around and puffs a cheek out.]

Umm. I thought this place wasn't real.

[ooc; cough, yeah, i have no control so two weeks shortened to one. stuttersora is back and post-bomb shelter six, meaning he's with a nice foster family and, at the moment, had just finished moving into his own apartment near Broadway.]

Comments

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

It's not.

[bored. might as well mess with peoples' heads for a while.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[... excuse him as he pulls at the collar of his dress shirt.]

Um... but I can't be dreaming unless I just fainted at the door.

[drawingly.livejournal.com]

[...yes, that is a dragon made of paper.]

Why'd you think that?

1/3

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

Well, I was here for a few months, and--...

2/3

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[shrugs]

Not a dream either.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

--I thought the dragons couldn't talk!

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

So if it's not a hallucination or an illusion or a dream, it's gotta be real.

[drawingly.livejournal.com]

[k-kind of amused.]

I'm not usually a dragon.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[blink.]

... you're not? Then why are you?

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

Or a figment of your imagination. Conscious imagination, that is.

[drawingly.livejournal.com]

A whole bunch of people got turned into animals yesterday.

[wing-shrug.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[... wince.]

My dad may've hit me around, but I never hit my head that hard.

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

Oh. --oh, so it's like... that time where everyone lost their ability to do magic or fight with magical weapons?

[drawingly.livejournal.com]

--Kind of, yeah.

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[brows raise a little at the comment, and he decides to drop it.]

...Hope you got the important things done back home, 'cause you might be stuck for a while. ...Again, I'm assuming. Tch.

[alright, so someone might be a little jealous.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[a finger to his lips and he shrugs.]

Well, guess I came in late. I always wanted to be an otter...

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[sighs quietly.]

Guess they'll cast someone else as the Beast.

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[he doesn't even know who it is, just walking by with an indignant look and his cheetah tail flicking.]

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[brow goes up and it takes a moment for him to understand. then, he just breaks into quiet laughter.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[but he does. he just grins.]

Human to demon to human and now you're a cheetah? Geez, I wish I got into half of the trouble you get into!

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[... and that's when he blushes, rather boldly.]

Wh-what?

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

[pauses and looks back at him before beaming.]

Hey!

[jailedbait.livejournal.com]

[that stops his step. he turns his head back, and studies him for a moment. it's not ringing any bells, not without that stutter to go with that smile. he's slightly wondering if this is the product of breakup even, if that's what it took for Sora to force himself to talk better. that's kind of a painful thought, but at the same time it could be a completely different person.]

[chosen-key.livejournal.com]

Sorry. I guess I outgrew you, huh. In two years, too.

[one hand comes out of his pocket and he presses it to his lips before closing his eyes--after a moment or two, he's not as loud, and he speaks.]

D-D-Does th-this... r-ring any b-b-bells?