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Post by Daxior on May 25, 2015 6:21:53 GMT
The day was bright and sunny, he was a tidbit glade that he managed to make it to the carnival. Just was tidbit sad somehow, someway Aylxx smuggled himself out of riding the kiddie roller-coaster. With some luck he managed to get a seat with just himself and no random stranger, though sadly it made him a tidbit upset at the failure of Aylxx not here on the ride.
The ride begin with a ding, it was exhilarating and fast, made even this simple nobody have emotions of excitement. Sadly those emotions of excitement were probably much weaker than those with "real" emotions and hearts, but hey be thankful for the little you get.
As the ride went on and on, he at first had his eyes closed at the sudden change of the environment and speed, but eventually after first speed round he managed to open his eyes for the last 2 rounds. The ride itself was small, rather more focused on kids more so than adults, the nobody practically stood out. Especially with his odd clothing, creepy smile, and just being all alone riding a kiddie ride. Not that he particularly cared what some somebodies opinions were, if asked he wouldn't even understand the opinions seeing everything blurred the same.
The very last turn, he came to enjoy himself something odd suddenly happened. The ride was still going speedster fast, when a huge weight suddenly landed in his lap, with an oof and pure reaction of grabbing onto this large object his mind barely even managed to make out what out just happened. The ending of the ride came just as suddenly as the weight, that he now looked to see was clearly a somebody clinging on for dear life. What the? How the? He looked up at the ticketmaster, maybe the man knew something about this?
The ticketmaster was too busy rushing toward him, complete shock written on his face. "How, What, Where?! Sir, Sir? Are you alright." Who was alright? the somebody or himself? He didn't quite understand the Somebody's reaction, seeing as he really held no normal average heart. Time to handle the situation given to him...
He quickly picked himself up, carrying this sudden weight away from the large crowd of onlookers. All whom did not want to get in trouble for what just happened... They probably saw this as some oddity from other worlds, probably something best to stay out of. Not that Dax really understood this, or cared to try to given the situation.
Once far away he tempted to gently place the weight on a bench, unsure what else to do. "Good sir, could you let go?" he eventually asked in a sweet calm voice Aylxx probably would have been proud of.
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Post by Carmen Stark on May 25, 2015 6:55:10 GMT
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BREAK ME i'm still fighting for peace Carmen wasn't necessarily comfortable after cramming himself into the treasure chest. But it was what he had to do to get out of that hell hole. Suddenly he felt as though he was falling. The teenager held his breath, and squeezed his eyes shut when suddenly. Thud he hit something. Someone. He let out a yelp. and instinctively wrapped around the nobody. Everything was bright and loud. Too many people, too much everything. It was a sensory overload. Where was he?! What was going on?! Why were they moving like that?! Carmen ducked his head down and clung onto Daxior tighter. Fear outweighing logic for a moment. His heart was racing, his breathing was so hard his gas mask felt like it was going to fog up. His own breathing sounded rather ominous in his mask. Someone else was talking. How, What, Where?! Sir, Sir? Are you alright.Alright?! Alright?! I just fell from the mother trucking sky! Of course, Carmen didn't answer out loud. He stayed quiet. Clinging to the person he fell on for dear life. Scared that if he let go. He'd end up falling again, maybe ending back there in that prison... He was finally out. It was a miracle... Or a horrible trick. Let go? Carmen blinked a few times. The man had placed him down on something. Dax sounded kind. In fact he even talked like one of those old fashioned gentlemen types. He quickly let of of him, and scooted away slightly. He crossed his legs and sat there awkwardly for a moment. Somewhat embarrassed at his own clingyness.
"Ohh... Uhm... Sorry."
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Post by Daxior on May 25, 2015 7:19:42 GMT
The weight suddenly let go, then mumbled some sort of incoherent sound that may or may not have been an apology. Dax was unsure what to do next looking at this weight, why it was a somebody, but where did it come from? Now that he looked at it closely in the sunlight shining above, the thing was filthy dirty in need of outfit change, smelled even worst.
Looking at all the little needs this weight had, he began thinking of the girl from before and of the heartess living around the castle. He began venturing on the idea of actually taking this individual home and cleaning him up, even help him get a better life within the Oblivion Castle. Apollo had looked so cute wanting sweets or following Xander around like a little puppy, what about this individual maybe he wanted sweets of some sort?
The very thought crossed his mind, he immediately went to act on it. This individual was probably in some sort of shock, falling out of the sky and all. He picked himself up from the bench, Wait here..." With that stated calmly in a sweet playful voice he headed to the nearest vendor.
The vendor was one who sold cottoncandy, quickly he asked for 2 cotton candies, maybe the individual would like it? Oh and a small cottoncandy colored slinky that just happened to be there for fifty cents, probably for little kids to grab and beg for. It would great for his small addiction collection, plus it was cheap, meaning more slinkies later! Once slinky was bought quickly pocketed it, the vendor handed him the fresh cottoncandy. Cottoncandy was sitting on a white paper stick, mixed of blue and pink like a swirled perfection.
He returned few minutes afterward thinking to offer the cottoncandy to the odd individual. His face held a slight playful smile, though still slightly kind like a bit of an adult bribing a child. "Would you like some? Super sweet and freshly made."
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Post by Carmen Stark on May 25, 2015 7:41:52 GMT
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BREAK ME i'm still fighting for peace Carmen sat there rather confused. He waited mostly because he had nothing better to do. The teenager rubbed the lenses of his mask and took it as a chance to get a better look at his surroundings. Everything so much happier here. There was laughter, smiling faces, sunlight. It was the first time in what felt like forever. He stared up at the sky smiling under his mask. He was finally free of that hell hole. Carmen twirled his white hair between his fingers, and scanned the area. Looking for the man that had caught him. Part of him was overly wary of him, last time someone was kind to him...It...It didn't end well. But that was a different kind of nice. So far they seemed worlds different. It was really too early to judge Dax though. Carmen was almost tempted to take off his gas mask. To see everything better, and to actually be able to smell his surroundings. Also it was getting a bit too warm. That's when he noticed Dax returning. Cotton candy? It'd been forever since he'd seen candy... His eyes lit up at Dax's words. Though his expression seemed...Off. But in a place like this what could it hurt? Carmen wanted to believe that this guy was what he seemed. He nodded enthusiastically. “Really?”This time he spoke loud enough to be heard clearly. His stomach started to growl a little, it would be nice to finally have something fresh...Something that wasn't half disgusting. Something he didn't have to dig out of the ground or kill or beg for. His mouth started to water a little, the more he looked at the brightly colored fluffy candy. |
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Post by Daxior on May 25, 2015 8:07:13 GMT
The dirt somebody began to nod enthusiastically, then asked behind the mask of his if it was alright. Dax gave a nod handing over the cotton candy before leaning on the bench still standing, something he rather came accustomed to due some of the members always hogging up the couch during the slow hours. Being himself rather just stand than to awkwardly take a seat next to someone who clearly wouldn't want to move from a comfortable position.
It was then he figured he better at least say his name to the somebody, maybe something to grab onto? Why it was always nice to know some information when there was none available. "The name is Daxior, by the way. You can call me "Dax" for short." He didn't ask the somebody's name, figuring that any advantage the somebody felt was probably for best. Plus it was always nice sign of friendship for one to willingly give it away.
He sat there in sweet silence not waiting for the Somebody to take some sort of action on his own, more to let the Somebody become better relaxed. It was something he picked up from watching other somebodies reacting to heartless attacks. Eventually he had finished the sweet delicious cottoncandy, then began wondering what to do about the odd new weight's clothing. Maybe he out to by something? Though that'll cost money he was planning to spend at the carnival for fun, like prizes and games. Maybe it best to take the guy home and get straight to the details... he clearly needed a shower to blend in with other somebodies. Where did he even came from?
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Post by Carmen Stark on May 25, 2015 8:29:53 GMT
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BREAK ME i'm still fighting for peace After Carmen was handed the cotton candy, he started to pull at his gas mask with his free hand. He had to take it off in order to eat the sweet treat. It was causing him a bit more trouble than the usual. The buckles must be all tangled up in his hair. After a moment or so he managed to get the mask up over his head and off. He dropped the dirty gas mask onto his lap and wiped at his face with the sleeve of his shirt. It was beyond hot in there.He then turned his attention back to Daxior, and smiled again. “Thanks...” Now that all the politeness was out of the way, Carmen could get to what he'd been wanting to get to. He put his full attention on the cotton candy. Quickly ripping off a piece of the fluffy candy and popping it into his mouth. He closed his eyes and smiled even wider. It was beyond good. Dare he say heavenly. It was the best thing he'd had in his mouth in what felt like a century. He was going to savor it as much as he could. It was perfect. And nostalgic. The sweetness reminded him of home, and all the sugary things his mother always kept in the pantry. It was a wonder that he didn't have any dental issues, what growing up in Halloween Town. The wave of nostalgia that hit him made his eyes sting. It seemed like such a distant memory... Maybe he could go home sometime soon.. Dax..Interesting name. At first Carmen wasn't sure if he should introduce himself. Though he really had no reason not to. He wasn't hiding from anything here. Sure he was lost, but... What could a name hurt in a public place? If anything bad were to happen, all the kid had to do was scream and he'd be safe... He pondered the idea as he ate the cotton candy. “Carmen.”He said finally, once he was entirely done with the treat. He deserved to a name. After all, he bought him candy after catching him. He didn't just chuck him off that rollercoaster in disgust. The somebody licked his fingers and turned to face Daxior again. “And...Sorry again for the eh, crash landing.”Carmen said with a bit of a nervous chuckle. His stomach growled again, he wasn't as hungry as before. But since he took the mask off he could smell all the other foods around here. Daxior, 417, i'm on a bit of a roll srry xd |
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Post by Daxior on May 25, 2015 8:46:48 GMT
Carmen. That was what the somebody had said referring to his name in reply. Dax was thankful the teenager was so willingly to give it up like that. He turned his full attention to the boy who now licked his fingers before facing Dax.
The teenager's face, while it looked filthy dirty and sweaty, had a sense of childish about it. This, this for some odd reason actually tugged at Dax's memories. It brought on a bit of a flashback of a teenager girl who held the same innocence. He soon after the flash took a step back slightly in shock, never had before he had a flashback. Actually temporarily believed them to be a slight myth.
The teenager began to speak again apologizing, his words reaching out to Dax. Now even greater than before he wanted to take Carmen home, it was odd silly. Dax didn't quite know it, but it was an after effect of when his somebody self had basically placed everything on the line to protect the girl from the government of his world only to fail.
With a slightly shaken voice, dripping with "haha it was whatever, man" sort of tone "It was slightly more fun than I had expected. No, Apology needed." He slightly gave a laugh at his own words and tone, it did make the ride a little more fun didn't it? "Care to explain the dirt and grime? Or rather just get some new clothes without a word? Sure, there is something around here for you. This place even has fried rat! I should get Aylxx some of that, bet he would never expect that in his daily prank." He felt slightly more at ease now the teenager had became more comfortable, or was he really just hiding that tingly feeling from himself?
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Post by Carmen Stark on May 26, 2015 5:25:26 GMT
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BREAK ME i'm still fighting for peace Slightly more fun? Carmen quirked an eyebrow at that. It felt like a strange way to answer... How is having someone fall from the sky and cling to you fun? Especially in Carmen's current grimy state. Seriously, he probably looked worse than a miner... Or homeless person. It had been a while since he bathed. He did try to clean himself up a little when he did have the chance. But obviously not to normal standards...Eww.
Carmen tensed a little, realizing just how embarrassingly dirty he was...How does he even begin to explain that prison? Oh yeah, I'm filthy because I was trapped in a disgusting hell hole of a labyrinth for a long time, and I like crawling through tunnels as opposed to taking actual walk ways.
The teenager twirled his hair out of habit. New clothes... It would take more than a new outfit for him to really feel clean. Maybe a searing hot shower or two. Did he even have enough for new clothes?...Or was this person offering? Carmen let out a bit of a nervous laugh. “ It's a... long story, really. Yeah. I definitely need to change. Fried rats? That's... that's something. What are you going to do, swap out his meal for one?”After living off those rodents, he couldn't quite see the appeal. Even as a prank. But maybe that could change over time. Carmen was curious about who the person Dax mentioned was, but didn't pursue said curiosity. It wasn't his place.. Instead he started to pull at a few frayed strings on the knee of his jeans. You could find some rather nice things at fairs. Not really everyday clothes, but still...Hopefully his wallet hadn't fallen out of his pocket in the chest he was hiding in. “...Do I really look that bad off? I mean, it's been awhile since I've had a chance to really...Take care of myself.”He said, a bit of embarrassment in his tone. Now that Carmen really thought about it, the last time he took a shower was before he killed Benny... |
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Post by Daxior on May 26, 2015 7:39:16 GMT
Carmen gave a slight laugh, this created a bit sheepish grin on Daxior's face. While he didn't quite get to enjoy laughter or happy emotions as highly as somebodies, he still felt s light tidbit of the feeling. That or maybe it just gave him a place in this forsaken world, to create smiles even on the faces of heartless?
Quickly after the small laugh, Carmen had claimed it was a long story, then changed the subject by asking exactly what Daxior had planned. Dax had noticed but didn't push, as it was he would probably figure out the story soon enough, he was not one to pursue information too quickly. As for the more exciting part, he didn't plan to not completely swap out his meal, rather make his sandwich the best of expertise to hide the taste. That way Aylxx would never know, and he can laugh it up in a corner of the room. Course knowing Aylxx he would probably just read Dax, or had figured out by now not to accept sudden free food. "I make very expertise sandwiches, a change of meat, few sauces... he would never know." Dax looked outward a victory grin on his face, like this was some sort of game to him.
Dax after his little victory pose, noticed Carmen pulling at the strings of his jeans, maybe it wasn't quite right to point out how dirty he was compared to normal people. Speaking which, he hadn't quite figured out how badly his white outfit was particularly in need of a wash of its own. Just had too much interest piqued at this subject of interest.
"Its not the best of cleanness, sure there's something around here that could help. I'll help pay it off, even got new job at a tea shop. Pay-raise five fold!" he gave a slight laugh, when he remembered his new slinky. What about that? Shouldn't everyone like slinkies? "Why, I even got this..." He pulled out the slinky out of his clothing pocket, a cottoncandy themed slinky. "Cool, isn't it?" He held out for the Somebody to grab, not sure how to treat a Somebody completely now he thought about it. They were complete opposite of nobodies, weren't they? Should he like just keep feeding it like apollo, or?
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Post by Carmen Stark on May 26, 2015 10:02:13 GMT
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BREAK ME i'm still fighting for peace Carmen smiled. He makes expertise sandwiches, eh? He'd never really heard someone say it like that. So it was somewhat amusing. It took his mind off his own embarrassment. Maybe he could take notes from this guys pranks later. Pranking was second to scaring, and if he wasn't good at scaring maybe he could learn a thing or two about the former. Even if it was just making sandwiches.... He was hoping Daxior was friend material. Gods know he needed one, and not a rerun of what happened before. He was pretty lonely now that he thought about it. Carmen didn't actually have anyone now, he lost his brother in that maze...And that other person shouldn't count as ever being one.
He smiled. This guy seems so proud of himself. What a dork. He blinked a few times at what he said next. Was he serious? Apparently that pay raise was burning a hole in his pocket...Or he really was the helpful type. Though, Carmen wasn't sure anyone like that even existed anymore. His mother had been like that. But that was his mom. She had to be. It was like in the job description wasn't it? The teenager looked at him for a moment, trying to study his face for any sign that he could be lying. Then looked back down at his lap and nodded.
“Maybe I should duck my head in a sink or something... I don't want to look too greasy, don't want to be mistaken for some hobo and get thrown out …. You'd really do that? I mean even with a pay raise that's an awfully kind gesture.”
….Wait aren't I one now? Or am I just a runaway again... Carmen bit his lip. His wariness was starting to show through in his tone of voice. He glanced over at Dax from under his eyelashes. Though one thing about his words really piqued his interest was the tea shop...Maybe that's why he was so polite? The atmosphere of a place like that sounded really good about now too.
“ A slinky?”
Carmen couldn't help but laugh a little. He didn't really see many people older than ten that thought slinkies were cool. Sure they were fun, but it was just kind of. Random? Though what about all of this wasn't random...
Even though he held it out to him, the boy didn't take it. He just looked at the toy and grinned.
“It is I guess. You ever watch one go down the stairs?” Daxior, 422, srry if it's kinda choppy |
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Post by Daxior on May 26, 2015 10:24:47 GMT
The teen refused to take the slinky, okay so maybe seombodies didn't like slinkies? That was bit of a bummer, why sell it everywhere then? Carmen also seemed slightly unconvinced about it, when he brought up the greatest idea ever. Stairs... Why hadn't he thought of that? Now he has to know, just what it did.. What more could be done with slinkies. "Never, you have to show me this!" he proclaimed excitement at the idea lining in his voice, really something he had practiced after seeing a child react to icecream.
It was then he realized the more Dax spoke with the somebody that the somebody had a great sense of humor, why the sorts he rather enjoyed. Considering past somebodies, it was near impossible to find a somebody with some sort of sense of humor. He gave a small laugh of relief, as if there was some sort of breath released inside of him. Oh, how he truly wanted this teen as a friend and ally to travel with. "Haha, well its that or buying more slinkies. Considering the overall costs of those little suckers, I am running out of places to hide them. Though..."
He turned serious, "You can always just make us both even by working it off. Sure I could pull some sort strings to get you hired as waiter or tea maker of some sort. From there you can go wherever you wish. Your choice. Free or work it off." Granted he really held no idea if his boss would hire him or if the somebody was even allowed to stay at Oblivion castle... However he was sure that he could figure that when he got there.
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Post by Carmen Stark on May 26, 2015 23:39:28 GMT
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BREAK ME i'm still fighting for peace There was something about the excitement that made him laugh. Who hadn't tried sending one down the stairs? It was the best thing to do with them. It was even funner to race them down the stairs. With another slinky of course, running down stairs isn't the best of ideas. Especially for the uncoordinated like Carmen. He supposed he could show Daxior what they did on stairs. That is if he could find some stairs around here.
“Oh definitely.”
There was a bit of a genuine grin on the kid's face now. He was in good company for the first time in ages. He actually was starting to like this guy. He was pretty funny. Whether he meant to be or not. Not to mention kind.
“ You really have that many? Might as well get a shelf and display your collection.”
the teen mentioned with a laugh. The image of Dax opening a closet, and a dozen slinkies shooting out kept playing in his head. It was grand, and hard not to snicker at. Carmen tilted his head to the side, work it off? That would be more than fine. If he could manage to land a job at this tea shop, it would bring some normality to his life. It would also give him a starting point. A second chance. He just needed to find a place to live as well...
“ I'd love that, actually. Do you think you could really manage to get me hired? I mean, I don't have much job experience, but I'd give it my best...Really. ”
There was more than a glint of hope in his eyes. Please let this not be a trick, please, please, please. He needed this. After working off the debt, he could save up, find a way back to his mother maybe....If she'd even want him still after everything... Then he could even, find a way to get his brother back. There was a small pang of guilt in his chest. It was Carmen's fault he was lost...What made it worse was... After everything that happened he forgot he even missed him.
Carmen shook his head, trying to shove the negative feelings away for now.
“So! About those clothes.” Daxior, 367, this muse is too strong yo |
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Post by Daxior on May 27, 2015 0:11:43 GMT
He gave a nod, he would totally buy a shelf next paycheck, then they could all see his collection. Not that they really cared, but hey he did. The teen seemed to accept the offer of working off the debt, well just matter of getting Carmen hired. Dax smiled at how hopeful the teen sounded, he was glade that by sounds of it Carmen was going to be staying. While this was a small start, maybe somehow someway Dax could get the somebody to stay possibly forever. Though for now, this was all and well, maybe he could next few weeks learn more how somebody's work.
"Of course', the owner owes me a favor for adding sandwiches to his menu." As he said the words, he was sure that tea owner would hire the somebody. He could always offer information for the job, the boss seemed to be one who liked secrets and information. Well, at least way the waitresses made it seem like when he read their minds. He truly didn't care about the deeper darker side of the tea shop, preferring to dodge it all for the paycheck. However, if it helped him keep this new little companion he was willingly to dive a little deeper.
Clothes.. Clothes.. Where was the best place to get clothes at a carnival? He pulled away from the bench figuring the somebody would just follow him. The first place he began heading was the bathroom. He reached the bathrooms stood staring at the two entryways... He actually never went to public bathroom, ever... He wasn't one who normally had to go on a mission, or really during shopping... Yet here he was realizing just how deadly Bathrooms were.
They made noise, filled with tons of somebodies who gave him odd looks, or was it his companion they were looking at? Either way.. here he stood staring at the signs in complete shock and fear. Why was one wearing a dress? Why was one wearing regular clothing, which should he choose? His mind never could comprehend the major somebody differences between genders, as such he couldn't quite put together that he should head to the one wearing regular clothing. He planned to just follow his companion, whichever the companion choose.. maybe pull it off that he knew this little somebody creation...
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Post by Carmen Stark on May 27, 2015 1:16:14 GMT
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BREAK ME i'm still fighting for peace “Great!”
Maybe his response was a little too excited. But how could he not be? There was a part of him, still worried about it all. Even with the job offer, it just seemed...Too good. Like a man telling you he could help you save the ones you care about. It would just take a little work... Carmen was thinking about it too hard. Obviously. Not everyone would end up like that. He wasn't there anymore. And he definitely didn't have that bad of luck. He'd bring up his lack of residence later though. He didn't want to possibly ruin anything.
He stalled for a second before hopping off the bench and following his Daxior. He was a bit wobbly at first, but besides that he even had a bit of a bounce to his step. Glancing around every once and a while. Taking in the sights. The last time he'd been to a fair he was like what, 10? When they got to the restrooms Carmen bit his lip. Wringing his mask in his hands. Getting strange looks after being in isolation for a while is never ever comforting. Why were they still standing here?
Carmen stared at his companion for a moment. What was his issue? Why was he stalling? Maybe he was looking for a unisex door? Did this place even have one? Ehhh whatever. The teen was anxious to get out of that spot so he made his way to the men's room and pushed the door open. Public restrooms sucked but he wasn't going to complain. Anyways, he just needed to use the sink.
“Are you coming?”
He called back as the door closed. He would've held the door open for him, but he dashed to an open sink instead. Not wanting to lose his chance. Setting his gas mask on the side of it, he started to wash off his hands. Then his face, neck, face again. Within five minutes he had his jacket off and was scrubbing down his arms. He was getting dirty water all over the concrete floor, but as long as it wasn't getting on other people he didn't see why he should worry.
Carmen was still going to need a shower sometime soon. But this was ten times better than nothing. It was a strange almost funny scene. The teen didn't quite seem to care at all about the weird looks he was getting now. He was too busy trying to get presentable. Said looks got especially worse when he decided to dunk his entire head into the sink. This is so not sanitary.
He managed to get his hair back to it's usual white color, though.
He came back up with a loud satisfied sigh, and looked at himself in the mirror.
"I think I need some sun. Do I need a tan? I swear my face is turning translucent." Daxior, 473, who needs a funhouse when this is happening in the men's room. |
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Post by Daxior on May 27, 2015 3:01:55 GMT
Carmen stopped nearby, this short stop made Dax slightly panic hoping the teen wouldn't ask questions. However any sort of anxiety dispersed when the somebody went around him going into regular clothing door, so maybe you needed dresses to enter the other side? Carmen shouted out for him to hurry up, well the jig was up the teen knew he held no idea how this public bathroom worked.
He reached the regular clothing door, however reaching out toward it causing a painful flashback. Everything blurred from white to blackness, forcing him to lean on the nearby white building wall. Every inch of the memory told him the other bathroom sign was for "females", and that he ought to be sneaking in there in girl form. Just you know get a good peeking at all the pretty girlies in there. The shock from the memory caused him to enter the men's room painfully leaning on the sidewall confusion written all over. What was that? How? Females, boobs, make-up, photos, gossip.. What?
The very inch of memory, made his nosebleed from it all. Was he possibly some sort of perv in the past life? How... Did.. Public bathrooms, never again. He vowed to go out of his way to never go back to this retched confusing place. Even now leaning on the wall, taking several heavy breaths looking around the men's room it was covered in filth, partially because of his companion, partially because the high amount of male traffic. Some part of his mind told him female bathrooms were cleaner and had the smell of perfumes and hairspray inside them made them ten times better. They were the same right? No, no they were not.. How truly wrong he was about all this Somebody bathroom stuff...
His companion was about done with his little bath, Dax wiped the nosebleed away with an handkerchief hidden in a pocket, something he only carried around to help Aylxx out... Like food on his lips, or blood on his cheek, you never know. It was his job to make his friend look his absolute best for any sort of emergency, an emergency such as this. Carmen spoke to the mirror about how he needed a tan, well Daxior wasn't one judging or counting, but he did look pale in comparison. He just assumed it was natural complexion, there was otherworlders and each held its own world. The boy spoke of tanning as it was a norm for his world, so maybe he was unable to tan for such a long time? Maybe the Somebody was an Insider, like some of those around the castle. If he was an insider might make it much much easier to keep him around the castle without worry, why the teen may never want to leave.
The memory and pains went away, Dax gave a grin happy at Carmen's words and how those annoying pains went away. He finally noticed that the residents of the bathroom giving their little group odd looks, maybe it was time to move on before attracting too much attention? More attention somebodies gave, the more likely trouble was to arise from Nobody's or Heartless. "let's get going to shopping." He said with a slight laugh enjoying how much the teen seemed to be enjoying.
Once leaving the bathroom, it felt like an absolute breath of relief, such monstrosity... Why he would take a hoard of heartless any day over that, how does anybody handle such horrific place? The memories, the design, the just confusion!
Further along toward the shopping area, more and more souvenir shops began to show up. Bustling with various activity it looked exciting and fun, kinda made him wish he didn't plan to buy clothes for a Somebody. Then looking at the Somebody, well he can just live with it. The teen was totally worth it! His own little traveling companion! "Any particular place, catch your eye?" he asked voice excited at the thought of checking out all the shops, he was a window shopper from hell. That or he was just really really happy there were no stalls or gender signs.
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