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[liquid_cadence]

[The journal flips open as it falls from the hands of the young man carrying it and skids beneath a nearby chair. Scuffling, stumbling noises can be heard, followed by a huffy little sigh as Demyx retrieves the book from where it's landed. He mumbles something at it

Comments

[heirdom]

[Damian's just up the hall, wearing a hoodie and jeans, eyes narrowed.]

You have weird hair.

[liquid_cadence]

[Demyx blinks and looks over, wondering why this fellow is lurking out in the hallway. He closes the door to his room behind himself and takes a couple of tentative steps forward.]

Uh... hi? Did you say something?

[heirdom]

I said you have weird hair.

[pullsheavendown]

[Brooding Roxas is brooding. Well, not really, he's kind of wandering around the hallways, unsettled ever since his talk with Sora. It's too confusing; he doesn't know what to do or say next. So as he walks down the hall by himself, he's not even paying attention to the familiar face in the familiar black coat.]

[liquid_cadence]

[Demyx looks down at his messenger bag, shifting it around to a more comfortable position, and then focuses his attention on smoothing down his shirt for a moment. When finally he looks up again, he sees Roxas coming toward him.]

Roxas!! Hi, Roxas!

[Relieved beyond belief to see a familiar face, he has completely forgotten to think about the volume of this exclamation, and instead shouted it--much too loudly.]

For reference, he came from day 171 in Days. Early Roxas here.

[pullsheavendown]

[Roxas whips his head around and for a few seconds, he just stares before breaking into an awkward, uncertain grin.]

Demyx!

[He and Demyx might not be extremely close friends, but he likes him fine, and it's good to see someone he knows.]

I can't believe it! How long have you been here? Did you just get here?

[liquid_cadence]

[Demyx smiles uneasily and nods, staring a little too intently at Roxas as he talks.]

Uh... hi, Roxas! I've, um, just gotten here and I'm kind of confused.

[He bites his lower lip a moment and looks lost in thought. Suddenly, he perks up and his smile brightens.]

I guess I also can't really hear!

written;

[amphibiopathic]

[ the writing is a neat, rounded script, which would probably surprise anyone who knew its owner-- but anyway. ]

Maybe you could just carry around a signboard for them to write on, or something~? Until you figure out how you can talk to people. ♥ [ Good thing Demyx can't hear the snickering that accompanies that. ]

Re: written;

[liquid_cadence]

[Demyx points to the written message and nods fervently, of course having no idea about the snickering.]

This is a good idea! Thank you! Now I have to find a signboard....

[amphibiopathic]

One shouldn't be too hard to find, if you look hard enough~

[alucloset]

[la la la, just walking down the hallway, thinking a think, walking a walk. he gives Demyx a blatantly strange look as he goes by, though. what the hell is up with that hair?]

[liquid_cadence]

[Demyx blinks back at the new face, then cracks a grin, completely unaware as to why this stranger is staring at him. He gives a tentative wave.]

Uh... hi?

[alucloset]

[that. that is why. it's obscene, that level of friendliness.]

I don't think I've seen you before. [he stops walking away and instead comes... closer.]

[liquid_cadence]

[He rummages in his messenger bag for a moment before producing a small whiteboard and a blue marker.]

I actually can't hear, and... I'm only about 50% accurate on lip reading, so if you want...

[He holds out the board and marker.]