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[melodyofwater]

Character(s): Demyx, anyone else.
Content: Demyx arrives!
Setting: Niflheim
Time: Week 28, afternoon
Warnings: Nothing I can think of?

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[melodyofwater]

"Um... yay?" Somehow, Demyx didn't think that he was actually right with that, but whatever. He also figured that it was probably better to just not argue with the guy. After all, he was starting to suspect that this guy was just nuts.

Still, looking between the two people, it was clear that they didn't really belong here. Well, at least in comparison to the 'natives' and all, so they were people the Gate had dragged through. And... apparently, it liked variety? Or something? Because seriously, why the heck were these two people in the same place.

"Sooo..." Demyx said weakly, still not sure where to go with this. Introductions, maybe?

[flowersinhell]

Duma wondered if he should write his name on his forhead to avoid the usual struggle of intoroduction. Or at least wear something that could contain a pen. He had left his journal safely at the hospital, which meant he was without any way of actually comunicating with anyone. He decided to leave the strange hat-man alone, because if he was convinced that Duma was a bird, there wasn't much he could do to dissuade him.

The young man wore gloves. That made tracing harder, but if he watched intently enough, Duma was sure he could get his name across. He sent up a silent thanks to Yahweh than his name was only four letters.

Taking the youth's hand he traced the letters of his name firmly along the palm. He the looked to make sure he was understood, and gestured to the hat-man. Introductions could be a one man show, and Duma was not that man.

[inthistyle]

Success! Of course they had to believe the Hatter, he was always right about these things after all. The Hatter looked at the both of them, he figured an introduction was in order. “Oh yes, I’m the Mad Hatter, I came from Wonderland before I arrived here,” the Hatter explained, “Honestly I’m still not adjusted to this ‘pie-show’ place or whatever yet, but at least they have tea here!”

The Hatter nodded to himself as he gestured to the both of them, “And what are your names?” He noticed the birdman was writing something in the boy’s hand. The Hatter got on his tiptoes to try and decipher what he was doing. “What’s that you’re doing there? Are those letters-perhaps to your name?” Hatter spoke with great curiosity, tilting his head to Demyx, “What did he write?”

[melodyofwater]

Demyx was, naturally, a bit puzzled by Duma 'writing' on his hand. So until the Hatter pointed out that they might be letters, he was really lost. "Uh..." Ok, he was still pretty lost after wards, but at least he had an idea of what he was supposed to be going for.

"Du...wa? Ma? One of those?" Demyx guessed, "And, uh. My name's. David." Which, ok, was a lie. But they didn't need to know that. And it's not like they'd be able to tell.