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[twilightfell]

[Poor Roxas was in the library, doing some quiet reading, when the change struck. Now he finds himself in a silent, eerie cemetery, hemmed in all around by roiling, thick fog and crumbling gravestones.

He does not look pleased. In his hand is what seems to be a chunk off a nearby tombstone, though it's actually a book.]First fake clothing, and now

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[tofindhappiness]

[would warn Roxas about the vampire, but she just walked into a wall]

--What the - Ow.

[twilightfell]

[tilts his head up at the Sphere, following her voice]

Oruha? You okay?

[The vampire behind him doesn't like being ignored. It frowns, clears its throat, and goes "bleh."

Making Roxas jump out of his skin, naturally.]

[tofindhappiness]

[rubs her nose]

My face isn't, but I'll live. And I don't think I'm the person you need to worry about right now.

[twilightfell]

[He's, uh. Face to face with his vampire buddy now. It's waltzing right into his personal space and Roxas is finally starting to back away]

I don't --

[tofindhappiness]

[jkjhsdfa puts her hand against the wall and stands up, then heads in the direction of the library, slowly]

Roxas, run! Or kill it. Or something!

[twilightfell]

But I--!

[in a fit of sudden panic he has a crazy idea. in a flash his Keyblades are in his hands, and he holds them up ... so that they form a cross.

the vampire hisses nastily and, with a flourish of its cloak, darts away]

...

[tofindhappiness]

[blinks]

. . . Well.