Open sesame~

[lamentless]

Characters: Roxas, his roomies, and anyone else who pokes their head in.
Setting: Room 1-16.
Format: Starting prose, matching you~
Summary: Hey, there's a new, occupied room on the floor- and it seems to be full of...yawning?
Warnings: Rox is the master of being oblivious. Also, Ven may potentially threadhop any comment thread on this entry, fair warning because Plus is all skurred to post her own entry trololololo.

It  took him quite a moment to realize he was awake in the proper sense of the word, really. He sure didn't feel it, and frankly was between drowsy and stiff, a deep ache setting in his muscles. It only took a few moments to sort of remember why- he'd fallen off the tower, hadn't he...? Oh damn, oh geez- 'Am I alive...?' The boy opened his eyes sluggishly, taking in the sight of a stark white ceiling. Took a deep breath. Yep, alive. Then, when he felt like he could move...rolled on to his side and yawned, closing his eyes again. Obviously he was in the hospital. Not, that he'd been to the hospital before- but where else could he be? It wasn't like he could fall off a tower and not be hurt somehow. It was probably better to not get up and do too much.

"...figures." The word was pretty stark in the otherwise-quiet seeming room. He hadn't bothered to check his surroundings or wonder any further. It never seemed to occur to him that there could be anything else going on at all...

Comments

[lamentless]

... ... ... [Ven you are obviously insane. Why is his doppelganger insane. He wants a new one.]

Are you sure you're not with these weird tower people? [Arms crossed.] They are the only other ones that seem able to go to other worlds.

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... [Shoots a look at Roxas suggesting that he thinks Ventus is definitely not with the tower people, and then turns his attention on the big guy himself. Though he still needed a moment to get through Ven's 'crude' language.]</>

...y-yes... for the most part...

[Because there's that whole, y'know, world exploding nonsense to consider.]

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[Ven would like to posit that he is not insane and has totally sophisticated speech.]

Wha-- Am not! All Keyblade Weilders I know can travel to different worlds...!

[Sigh.]

That's good to hear. Uh, for the most part. [derp] And hey, I think this is the first time I've heard you talk!

OOC: shooting thread with irony in 3...2...1!

[lamentless]

Weilders of what? Different worlds? You really are strange. [Blunt and far from sympathetic, but he's still not keen on you, doppelganger!]

... ... ... [But hey, he'll shut up and stand off to the side, if it means these two can have a little reunion.]

OOC: BOOM irony bomb

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[Oh yes. Ventus is the very epitome of perfect gentlemanliness.]

[He glances over at Roxas, not amused but not surprised either; most people would understandably have no clue what a Keyblade was, nor the existence of other worlds, but due to Ienzo's upbringing he knew both.]

...

[He merely nodded stiltedly, attempting to collapse into himself. It seems something in Ven's observation has struck a chord of... something. Guilt maybe? But why would he be guilty? (Correct answer: no particular reason. It just happens.)]

OOC: Aw man, not the irony bomb again

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[He is the most gentlemanly and refined person.]

I'm not that strange! [Angry pout] Wielder of the Keyblade!Even if you don't believe me about other worlds, this tower is evidence that other worlds do exist! [Huff!]

...[Ven was not the most socially observant person, but he did notice a slight change in Ienzo's stature, which caused him to frown.] Hey...everything OK?

[lamentless]

[He'd wonder about how you turn keys in to blades later.]

...other worlds seem to exist. [Most Skeptical Ever award.]

... [And for the record, genuinely concerned (about Ienzo) but hiding it behind a mask of :|.] ...if you need to tell him something, I can go. [This is quite awk.]

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[And after a moment, he's straightened himself out and is back to a strikingly similar mask of :|.] ...no... it's fine... there's no need for you to go... this is your room, after all...

[But now he actually puts his attention on Roxas.] ...more than one world exists. [He says this with slightly more confidence in his voice than before; mostly because he has accepted it as scientific fact for years.]

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You can come by here whenever you want if you need to. None of us are gonna hurt ya. [Derpgrin. He's already protected the kid once, and it seems like he was here without that scientist guy that was taking care of him, so he certainly didn't mind.]

[And he perked up even more at Ienzo's affirmation.] Hah! See? [In your face, Roxas.]And if they seem to exist then it's obvious they exist.

[lamentless]

...how does that logic make any sense? [Seems, madam Ven, you know not seems.]

[But the little guy said it, so...] Fine. Maybe you guys are right. I guess it would explain why everyone here seems weirder than everyone back home...

[He hasn't left his room at all yet, but he's peeked in the hall like a scared little wuss a couple times.]

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[Ienzo thankfully has a better grip on himself this time, so no awkward guilt trips here. (Seriously guys, they happen all the time.) Also, he decides to ignore Pointy-Haired Keyblade Wielder #2's announcement to Roxas. Because really, was there any reason for that? He didn't see one.]

[But then again, he's Ienzo, so moot point.]

...yes... it would.

[Wait 'til you meet the trolls, bro. They're eeeeverywhheeeeere.]

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[His logic made the perfect sense.]

[He's busy grinning in triumph that Roxas finally gave into the flawless logic.]

Don't worry, I don't think the people here are that bad. Every world has different rules and stuff than the last one, so it's only natural they'd seem weirder!