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2nd Floor Common Room, Tuesday Night

The common room was decked out in Christmas lights and white streamers, all up very high thanks to Chad's help. In honor of the theme, there were torn out pages from mens' magazines decorating the walls of the room. And more than a few of shirtless men as a nod to those of the female or gay alien persuasion.

A sign hung over the entrance because the theme was important.

Not allowed in unless you're showing at least 50% of your skin

And yes, there were pies of almost every flavour imaginable, especially considering how quickly random objects in the room turned into pie.

[[ooc: ~~Please wait for~~ OCD is up, have at it!]]

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"Yeah, Organization XIII. It's what I was a part of before I got killed," Demyx explained easily. "You know the black coat I wear all the time? That's our uniform." Demyx tapped his chin. "And then tomorrow, 'cause I don't have classes, we could go shopping and get you more clothes."

Valentine seemed very nearly sold.
"Please tell me that the uniform is more than just the coat? I like wearing pants, you see..." Which was followed very shortly afterward with, "You died? Huh?"

"Yeah, it does. I think I might have some shorts that might fit you...until we can get you something else shopping. Unless you wanna wear some of the stretchy-fabric workout pants I have?" Demyx would offer another pair of his leather pants, but they'd never, ever fit.

"Yeah, I died...close to a year ago now, I think." Demyx shrugged. "I don't get it either."

"I guess... we can see what fits. Provided none of it has turned into pie by now. Because as much as I like pie... I don't think I'm ever going to be able to eat it again."
Poor Valentine. Scarred for life by facepie.
He decided that touching the dying thing with a ten foot pole was probably not a great idea. Maybe keeping the conversation on safe things like insane random pie would do.

"You'll be able to eventually. This too shall pass!" Demyx declared, sliding his arms around Valentine's shoulders and kissing him soundly.

There was a muffled "eep" and some more flailing. Mostly because he still wasn't used to the whole 'being kissed' thing.

This time, Valentine didn't have the presence of mind to catch the bedsheet.

Which resulted in more flailing.

Much, much more flailing.

Demyx was in the way of the front anyway, at least? Summoning water did have its perks as well, as he surrounded them in a waist-high sheet of water that at least blurred things out until Valentine could fix his sheet-skirt.

The waist-high sheet of water was also something of a shock, and resulted in a great deal more flailing before Valentine had the presence of mind to cover himself up again.
He was very, very thankful that he didn't have the annoying faceless-person habit of blushing, even if his ears were perhaps a little on the pink side.
He coughed as he tied the knot in his blanket a little more securely.
"Thanks."

Demyx waited until he had it tied securely, then let the wall dissipate. "You're welcome!" he said cheerily, keeping an arm around him.

Even without the benefit of having eyes, Valentine still looked rather like a deer in the headlights. "So. Um. Clothes? Maybe? Perhaps?"

"Yes. We can get you clothes." Demyx leaned up and kissed him again. "Wanna come to my room, or should I meet you somewhere? I have to use a Portal of Darkness to go get stuff, and I doubt you'd wanna come with me..."

Portals of darkness? Sounded rather nefarious. And dark.
"I'll... uh... meet you. Somewhere. Yes."
Because Valentine had gotten his fill of darkness before he ever thought to come to Fandom.

"Where? I gotta know where to go," Demyx pointed out. "The Portals are harmless, really, but I know they startle people." He smiled slightly. "They're unusual."

Valentine nodded and resisted the urge to flail more.
"Anywhere, really. Uh... Not here. Somewhere. Somewhere... else."
This was the extent of his vocabulary tonight. He had spent the day wearing a bedsheet. He didn't have to be coherent.

"How about you go back to my room," Demyx held out his keys, "and I meet you there in a few minutes?"

Valentine stared long and hard at the keys.
On one hand? Clothing.
On the other hand? The possibility of waking up and being trapped inside the body of a carrot, or something.
...
Overall, clothing seemed to be the lesser of two evils, and he took the keys and nodded. "Right."

"Okay. See you soon!" Demyx grinned, a blue and black portal (http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v192/kiara_jinzan/other/portal.jpg) springing up behind him. He stepped into it, and it disappeared.

... Well. That was certanily... black. And swirly.
Valentine was rather thankful indeed that he had decided to just meet Demyx in his room, anyhow.
He gave the table of pie one last dirty look before he left the common room and started up to Demyx's dorm room.

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