genessia | First Melody : Video (he has no idea he's recording...

[On flips a screen of a young man listening pensively to the Weiss hologram before him with squinted eyes. It's easy to guess he's only getting more confused as his expression crosses over into annoyed.]

Whaaaaaaaaa?! Man that's a teal deer! Except in words, of course. Geez. They say I can't leave? Well watch this!

[And when he tries to go through the dark corridor he opens, it promptly spits him back out. He looks shocked for a moment. Then he lets out a nervous laugh.]

Well...ah haha...that is something new. At least they can't blame this one on me. Who am I kidding? Saix will probably try. But then, he has to find me first.

[He's silent for a moment. Is he going to panic? Rant? Rave?

Nope.

A grin spreads across his face.]

That's right....[He looks as though a light bulb is slowly going off behind that mulleted façade.] I can't leave and at least for now, no one can find me.

[Demyx kicks back, proceeds to get comfortable and begins to pluck out a few notes on his sitar. He's in no hurry to go anywhere.]

[ooc:Just jump in if you want action. Can play by ear the particulars of the location.]

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Are you in the habit of talking to yourself? [Also, what was with that dark portal? That wasn't normal.]

....no. [That sounded like a lie.] Are you in the habit of wearing horns on your head? Or is that just something native here?

And this is so cool, it records. I bet I can do blogs now!

Edited 2016-05-12 21:04 (UTC)

I'm sure it's more native than whatever you have growing out of your skull posing as hair cut. [He's not even going to touch whatever this guy is talking about other wise.]

Wha - my hair cut is perfectly fine for an aspiring sitar player! More than fine! It happens to be cool! At least I'm not posing as the devil! [The Nobody looks indignant. He bets that this bull man is just jealous.]

[Oh ho, a nerve was struck.] I can't imagine you'd be a very successful as a bard if your skills matched that or your barber.

[Fighting words, buddy. He's holding that sitar more like a weapon now.] Well, I'm not a bard. I'm a sitarist and one day my music is going to blow the roof off of some rock stadium.

[A Nobody can dream.]

[Oh, the poor fuck, he doesn't know there isn't a difference.] Whatever you say, Bad Hair Day.

[Yes he does! Those guys wear funny clothes and strum on lutes! LAAAAAME. That's totally not him.]

Can it, Moose! My hair is awesome. [Moose, bull, deer, some animal with horns - all the same, right?]

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