004 [Accidental Voice]
[In case people haven't already noticed, Demyx too has been effected by this de-aging potion, and he has reverted back to the age of eight. He's taken to sitting outside of the great hall (since he can't very well find anywhere else to go) lightly playing a violin. He had to go find a new one, after learning that his own personal violin had SOMEHOW been left at home. It appears that older Demyx doesn't care for the instrument as much as younger Demyx did...his old best friend...gone! Well, he could still play, since he'd managed to bug a moogle enough to get one for him. Mind you, baby Demyx is quite used to getting his way.
[He seems to be doing quite well, until the very end, which he apparently can't quite seem to get...and it isn't very long before a big screech is heard along with the sound of a violin smashing into the ground.]
I HATE THIS STUPID THING. IF I HAD MY VIOLIN IT WOULD BE PERFECT. WHY DIDN'T SHE PACK IT. I HATE IT HERE.
[Have some sniffles. He's a brat, but a cute one, at least? Mostly a brat, though.]
I wanna go home.
[Huff.]
[Ooc: Just in case you're curious...Baby Demyx!]
[He seems to be doing quite well, until the very end, which he apparently can't quite seem to get...and it isn't very long before a big screech is heard along with the sound of a violin smashing into the ground.]
I HATE THIS STUPID THING. IF I HAD MY VIOLIN IT WOULD BE PERFECT. WHY DIDN'T SHE PACK IT. I HATE IT HERE.
[Have some sniffles. He's a brat, but a cute one, at least? Mostly a brat, though.]
I wanna go home.
[Huff.]
[Ooc: Just in case you're curious...Baby Demyx!]
