Hallways of Fandom - Monday Night

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

Demyx was bored. It was a boring day. And he didn't have classes until Thursday, so he was anticipating being bored until Thursday.

To break things up a bit, he was wandering the halls of the dorms. Hall-crawling, if you will.

Maybe he'd run into someone and break up the monotony. Maybe even someone he could appreciate his flexibility.

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[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Mr. Neilson is likewise bored and skittering about.

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

Demyx waved at the monkey. Monkey!

[strongestgirl.livejournal.com]

Mr. Neilson waved back and tipped his hat.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Merdebaise stared at this black coated human. With his silly hair.

She meowed imperiously.

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

Demyx pounced toward the cat. KITTY!

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Merdebaise took this as a sign of attack.

Then again, she kind of takes everything as a sign of attack. She pounced at Demyx's leg with the intent of scratching through the fabric.

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

Demyx? Not a fan of things clawing his leg. So he took the first action that came to mind; summoning a deluge of water in a six foot radius around himself.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Now Merdebaise was angry, attacking, and wet.

This was a bad combination. She tried to scrabble up Demyx's robe to attack his face.

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

Demyx summoned his sitar, attempting to smack the attacking ball of wet, smelly fur. Thankfully, Organization jackets were built tough.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

Merdebaise hopped down to the floor before trying to jump on the strange hitting thing.

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

The Ninth member of the Organization just continued to do what he did best. Flail blindly and hope he hit whatever was coming at him.

[cyclopeanmerc.livejournal.com]

The flailing did no good in hitting Merdebaise as she latched onto the cloak. It did a gread job of throwing her off and into the wall. She fell to the ground, bounded up, and hissed at Demyx.

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

Demyx stopped flailing, glaring at the cat. "You? You're as bad as Saix. HMPH!" He turned his back on the cat and stalked off to find another hallway.

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Being the only person left alive on the sixth floor, Hamlet took the opportunity of having some free time to hang his laundry across the hallway. Halfway through hanging his black boxers up, he came to the realization that he'd run out of fabric softener for the last load. Cursing a bit to himself, he started making his way down to the main floor to get some.

Perhaps he'd run into someone along the way.

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

Demyx waved at Hamlet. Oh look! New person! "Hi!"

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet looked over at the person who'd called out to him and waved back. He looked somehow familiar.

"Hello gain, --"

And the only thing that was coming to mind were memories from his weekend as 'Jamie'.

"--I want to say Zack, but I'd assume that that was incorrect."

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. It's Demyx. You're...?" Demyx tilted his head to the side, studying Hamlet. "...Not who you were that weekend either, huh?"

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

"No, I am not," he said, shaking his head. Not my a longshot.

He offered his hand. "Perhaps we should simply start off fresh. My name is Hamlet, and I am not often cheerful, nor do I duplicate when punched."

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

"I'm Demyx. I'm Organization XIII's Number Nine...and I'm not from around here." Demyx grinned sheepishly, shaking Hamlet's hand with one of his own gloved one.

[ihatedenmark.livejournal.com]

Hamlet shook back. Organization XIII must have been one of those secret organizations that some students belonged to.

"And what are you doing wandering the hallways at this hour of night. And--" Hamlet gave Demyx an overly serious look. "--do you have any fabric softener?"

[bound2blade.livejournal.com]

Sakurazaki was still having trouble sleeping, and slipped out of her room to head to the common room for a glass of water. To promptly tilted her head a bit at a hall-crawling boy. Huh. At least it wasn't a drunk Ranma....