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Well.
....this kind of blows.
I want my knives, or some other sharp implement.
Whoever's in my body needs to get the hell out of my tent, because as soon as I figure out how to get out of this thing, I'm going over there and locking myself in.
I feel... I don't know. I feel. I'm not used to that.
(ooc: Larxene is in nin!Sora's body. It's still up in the air as to whether or not that's a bad thing. >> )
....this kind of blows.
I want my knives, or some other sharp implement.
Whoever's in my body needs to get the hell out of my tent, because as soon as I figure out how to get out of this thing, I'm going over there and locking myself in.
I feel... I don't know. I feel. I'm not used to that.
(ooc: Larxene is in nin!Sora's body. It's still up in the air as to whether or not that's a bad thing. >> )