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Post by Naminé /admin/ on May 6, 2006 22:27:27 GMT -5
Naminé blinked, remembering that he didn't remember her. She found herself wondering if she was that insignificant. Yet of course, she had only been in the Castle That Never Was for a few days before being dragged off to Castle Oblivion...
"Um...uh...well..."
I'm not a good liar...
"I heard it through the cave?"
She cringed when it came out as a question.
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Post by ShadowofDoubt on May 6, 2006 22:47:48 GMT -5
"Heard it through the cave.. Yeah, I guess you could have, when I was summoning my forms.." Demyx wasn't quite sure if her answer was viable, but he could be wrong. He did know that Sitars were almost unheard of instruments, and next to nobody could identify one simply by sound, as they sounded much like a normal guitar.
Whatever the case, he supposed it didn't matter all that much. She knew what one was, so she might actually be an audience that wouldn't throw sharp metal objects at him when he played. He'd have to reserve that thought for later. For now, he'd finish shoveling gold into the chest. They were almost done with that, anyway.
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Post by Naminé /admin/ on May 6, 2006 22:52:47 GMT -5
Naminé nodded, picking up the last of the coins and dropping them in the chest. She then turned to Demyx, tilting her head and dusting her hands off. "Forms?" she asked. She had never seen Demyx fight, only walk through the halls and annoy the others with his sitar, which to them was a prime target for 'rogue' training mishaps, etc.
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Post by ShadowofDoubt on May 6, 2006 23:14:57 GMT -5
(Heheh. 'Rouge training mishaps'.. Good one. ^.^)
"Yeah. Little clones of myself made of water." Demyx replied absentmindly, hand searching the floor for coins. In a moment, he realized there were none, and with a bit of hope, reached his arm back into the moonlight. He made a disguisted face as he looked upon his own bones, and quickly retracted the arm.
"There'll be no tricking magical curses, then.." he mumbled to himself, reaching in his pocket to get the last coin. When he found nothing, he appeared a bit worried for a moment, but checked himself, and forced the worried look to vanish. "I guess it most have, heh, slipped out of my pocket somewhere."
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Post by Naminé /admin/ on May 7, 2006 18:27:19 GMT -5
Naminé sighed and began walking the perimeter of the room, scouring the floor for the coin. "Slipped...hmm, okay then," she said, rolling her eyes and wondering wether or not to believe him. "Clones made out of water? Interesting. So, you must really like water." Sure, she knew the answer, but that didn't mean she couldn't ask. After all, maybe his answer would spark another question in her mind. She looked behind a nook in the wall, frowning when she found nothing and continuing her search of the room.
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Post by ShadowofDoubt on May 7, 2006 22:10:03 GMT -5
"Of course. Crisp, clear water is better then any other beverage." He knew this wasn't exactly what Namine was looking for in his answer, and he also knew he was sounding like some type of advertisement. He suddenly found himself finishing his supposed commercial. "And no--not your normal tap water, either. Stick to Demyx brand water, where every sip is pure joy!" Right at the end, he inadvertedly caused a few pillars of water to come forth from the ground, disrupting some of the gold littering the room, and redrenching the already wet occupants of the room.
"Sorry, got a bit carried away.." As he began searching the room for the lost coin, he replayed his commercial in his head over again, and quietly snickered to himself.
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Post by Naminé /admin/ on May 8, 2006 17:59:28 GMT -5
Naminé watched, a bit of laughter ringing around the room when it ended despite the fact she got soaked again. She prodded a rock on the ground with her foot, sighing and moving onwards. "You're quite the character," she commented with a smile. She had always known this, but hadn't really realized this until now. "So, where'd you learn to play the sitar? Or did I already ask that?" She chuckled a bit, bending down and running her fingers through the sand. Her fingers snagged a chain and she pulled up the coin.
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Post by ShadowofDoubt on May 8, 2006 18:40:56 GMT -5
"I dunno. I just play it." He really didn't know how he'd known how to play it in the first place--probably something that carried on from his life when he had a..
Was that the coin in her hand? Not even finishing that last thought, he walked closer to make sure that was the coin he needed that was in her hand. "Hey! You found it?"
(Short.. You didn't see anything..)
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Post by Naminé /admin/ on May 8, 2006 18:49:07 GMT -5
Naminé nodded, walking over to the chest and dropping it in. It landed ontop of the others with a satisfying 'clink,' making her smile a bit.
"I wish I could do something like that," she said to Demyx. She didn't consider drawing a talent–it was so plain and simple...like her. She turned around, hopping up and sitting on the edge of the chest. Her legs corssed at the ankles
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Post by ShadowofDoubt on May 8, 2006 19:56:04 GMT -5
"Much better." Demyx flexed one of his arms in the moonlight, glad that there was no more bone showing. If there was a mirror nearby, this is the part where his ego may have inflated a touch, but fortunately for everyone, there wasn't. This being so, he turned to Namine.
"It's not that hard." Demyx commented, picking up his Sitar. "Just feel the rhythm--" he began to play a light, somewhat happy sounding song, "dance to the beat!" and commenced dancing.
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Post by Naminé /admin/ on May 8, 2006 20:38:58 GMT -5
Naminé laughed a bit, watching Demyx's antics. Her feet flexed and pointed to the beat, her smile never fading as she watched. Every now and then, another laugh would ring out around the cavern.
/*super short* >_>/
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Post by ShadowofDoubt on May 8, 2006 20:55:29 GMT -5
And at last, Demyx ended his little show, out of breathe. He'd enjoyed himself a lot--one of the few times that the audience probably enjoyed it, too.
Of course, now was the problematic part. The akward silence (to him, every period of silence was akward). He had absolutely no idea what to do or say at this point in time, not feeling he could do anything interesting enough to top what he'd just done.
"So.. What now..?"
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Post by Naminé /admin/ on May 8, 2006 20:59:36 GMT -5
Naminé stood, blinking and shaking her head.
"I don't know...I thought this place would have something more interesting to offer than a chest of cursed gold, but I guess I was wrong," she said. "I do believe I'll go back to Twilight Town...I'm craving sea salt ice cream..."
She began walking out of the cave, stopping at the entrance and turning.
"Do you like sea salt ice cream?"
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Post by ShadowofDoubt on May 8, 2006 21:12:22 GMT -5
"Sea Salt ice cream? I don't think I've ever had any." Hm.. Sea Salt.. "Then again, it does sound good."
Twilight Town. The only thing he knew about it was that Axel had been there to get Roxas back (although perhaps none of the others knew he knew, he'd conveniently 'tripped' nearby around the time some of the other members had talked about it) at one point in time.
Well, he didn't figure it'd do him any harm to go. Like he had anything better to do. "That an invitation?"
(We're on a roll of shortness >.>)
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Post by Naminé /admin/ on May 8, 2006 21:21:45 GMT -5
(W00T! *cough*)
Naminé looked surprised at the fact that he had never had the food, then laughed at his question. "Now that I know you've never had any it is," she said with a smile, turning and walking in the direction of the exit. Sea salt ice cream was her favorite food. DiZ had given her a basically unlimited supply when she had been under his 'care,' which had formed her strong liking for it. "It's salty...yet sweet," she said,, not knowing if Demyx could hear her or not. When she neared the area where she had been conveniently atttacked, she stopped and waited for a weapon to be in the immeadiate vicinity. AKA Demyx.
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