Physical Reality: Demyx

[argent_eyes]

*Silver sits on a stump with his face buried in his hands. A tiny fox-like creature is playing around his ankles*

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[kicktothebeat]

*Demyx! Now with more being completely lost in the woods. Utterly, hopelessly, pathetically lost. Is a city boy.*

Why do furry things jump out at me and attack my ankles? I AM BEING ABUSED.

[argent_eyes]

*Silver's head snaps up when he hears noise nearby*

GET OUTTA HERE ASSHOLE, WHAT DO YOU WANT!?

[argent_eyes]

...Oh wait, it's you.

[kicktothebeat]

*staggers towards the sound of Silver's voice and gives mournful look when finally pushes past the too-high grass to see him*

Woods don't like me. That thing could slay nations with adorable, awww.