Twenty Sixth Clone

[sitaronthewater]

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The fountain is in view, and standing on the edge is a certain familiar Nobody, his hood down and his sitar out. He is grinning, evidently having seen the network, and gotten an idea of what this curse is. He already has a few clones loose, controlling them by playing on his sitar. He plays for a while, before speaking.

"The curses here aren't usually so bad, and it was sorta cool seeing people that aren't usually in the City the other day. But this curse?" And a clone whizzes past, moving around. "Is awesome!"

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[OoC: Action encouraged forever, this is srsly his best curse ever.]

Comments

eh, demyx doesn't look so bad. AND AWESOME /haha late

[awillowywitch.livejournal.com]

"Uh-huh? Like tidal wives? Tidal waves are cool! Oh, but... you probably shouldn't demonstrate if you can. I would get really wet," Willow thinks your abilities are kind of cool, Demyx. Feel proud.

"A very grumpy, often scowling, guy called Roxas. Do you know him?"

Yeah, true. The boy's adorkable. AND ISN'T IT? /eternally later

[sitaronthewater.livejournal.com]

A blink. Huh. "Well, I've never tried. I wonder . . . maybe by the beach." He thought a while on this, before continuing. "Nah, I can control it really well, want me to?" And he does feel proud today! Well, within a given value of proud, of course.

"Roxas? Yeah, of course."