Twenty First Clone

[sitaronthewater]

The room is filled with faceless people, backs turned to your view. You can still make out that they are laughing, smiling, happy, and having a good time. There is someone in a long, hooded cloak walking around and through the groups. He has a bunch of cue cards in his hands, shuffling through them

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[obliviomancy]

[just. watching. and not helping at all. Hi, Demyx.]

[sitaronthewater]

[But he seeeeees you there, Roxas. You're getting stared at now, and then he composes himself a little and attempts to stand up.]

[obliviomancy]

This is your dream?

[from the looks of it, he's not impressed.]

[sitaronthewater]

[You're hard to please, and anyway, he's not out to impress you.] Yeah, I guess. S'kinda weird, huh? [attempt at a chuckle]

[obliviomancy]

What're you doing on the floor?

[sitaronthewater]

[ . . . Oh! Right! He gets up, attempting to pick up the cards, failing, but still answers the question.] I fell.

[obliviomancy]

[glancing around at the people. the faceless, laughing people.]

And what's wrong with them?

[sitaronthewater]

You think there's something wrong with them? [Now he's also looking at them, a bit more worriedly than before.]

[obliviomancy]

Well, yeah.

[isn't it sort of obvious? now he's just wondering if Demyx has gone blind.]

[sitaronthewater]

Well, I mean besides the faces. Or, you know, not faces.

[obliviomancy]

They are in your dream.

[sitaronthewater]

Yeah, but I was obser- just walking around them.

[obliviomancy]

[gives him a look that says very clearly that he's mentally substituting "walking around" with "falling over".]

Right.

[sitaronthewater]

[If it's not written on Roxas's face, then it doesn't clearly say anything.] I don't know, I think they're acting pretty normal.

[obliviomancy]

For people with no faces.

[sitaronthewater]

Well, yeah. I thought we covered that already.