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[icanhasgummi]

Hey, Roxas!

I completely forgot--we've gotta look for jobs, right? We better get to it!

I guess it'll give me a break since everyone's pretty... weird, now.

Comments

[icanhasgummi]

Clovis said that my handwriting was terrible. So m'showing him that people can still understand what I write!

[icanhasgummi]

I know! But try telling him that.

voice.

[justsopretty]

Poor.

written.

[icanhasgummi]

What?

[justsopretty]

Your writing. It lacks flair.

[icanhasgummi]

It doesn't need flair! It's writing!

[ written ]

[forhyrule]

What sort of job are you seeking, young sir?

[ written ]

[icanhasgummi]

I dunno. I think I'm good at most things!

[ written ]

[forhyrule]

Is that so? A jack-of-all-trades?

[ written ]

[icanhasgummi]

Yup! And I can learn, if I don't know something... but I also wanna find a job for Roxas. Maybe one together.

[ written ]

[harmonicmelodia]

You are looking for a job, Sora? Well if you ever want to work at the theatre, you could always ask for my assistance.

[ written ]

[icanhasgummi]

Yeah--well, Roxas and I are. Huh, really? I dunno, I don't know how to act.

[ written ]

[harmonicmelodia]

The theatre is not just actors, Sora. It is musicians and vocalists as well. Though I am rather curious, what type of job are you looking for? Anything specific?

[ written ]

[icanhasgummi]

Not really. I think I learned a lot when I was traveling, so I can do a lot of stuff.

voice;

[initiating]

Maybe you should try the bakery.

voice.

[icanhasgummi]

Huh. ... maybe!

I see you up there, too. Stop it.

voice.

[initiating]

I'm not doing anything.

voice.

[icanhasgummi]

Uh huuuuuh. And you don't use my shower at night.