oo2 - A Failure to Thrive

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[Have an L, appearing onto the scene as awkwardly as one might expect; he's flying through the air and landing on his back, skidding halfway across space before his momentum finally dies and he's dragged to a halt. Legs fall flat, and he's simply on his back, staring up into the stars, panting, with a pair of A.T.'s on his feet.

A long pause.]

I have the strangest inkling I'm not in Kansas anymore.

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[didorothy]

We wish to welcome you to Munchkinland.

[holds a hand out to him]

Air Trecks? So you ended up taking the role of Romeo or Akito, then, since Juliet's world seems to be taken.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[Juliet would totally laugh out loud, but it's just too painful to see untalented people on ATs... So he just facepalms.]

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[Roxas spies an ally! D: Carefully as he can, he tries to skate over to L, but it's more like awkwardly walking over because OMG THESE THINGS ARE SCARY, and leans over him.]

A-are you okay?

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

[Starts to laugh but then sees which AT he's wearing exactly.]

MY FANG REGALIA?! [HISS!] WHAT ARE YOU DOING TAINTING MY PRECIOUS AIR TRECK WITH YOUR SWEATY FEET?!

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[hesitantly takes his hand, not quite sure if standing up is a good idea as of yet. his last attempt bore the fruits of Astral-Plane-landing-on-ass-goodness as seen here.]

Air Trecks. I see.

...I take it something unusual is happening. Again.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L rubs the back of his head sorely... and dear god, is that something akin to a pout on his face?]

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L feels minutely less ridiculous seeing someone else afflicted by A.T.'s, and he nods slowly.]

Yes, aside from a bruised ego. You seem a bit more agile on your feet than I.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

Ah, Fang King-san. How good to see you again.

And I would be delighted to remove these wretched things from my feet, but during my last attempt I believe I accidentally activated them.

I wouldn't enjoy repeating the process.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

You better not break them! Do you know how much time Akito has spend tuning those to perfection??

[Oh, but then he realises something else] You haven't been making a fool of yourself in my world where people could see you, right? [Because if those dumb shits back home believed he was Agito...]

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

I have no intention of breaking them. In fact, if you'd like to take them from me, I wouldn't protest in the slightest.

[So he's practically begging. He gestures to his feet while sitting up, pointing at them with his index finger.]

[didorothy]

[holds both of his arms. There! No falling-down!L. Or they both go down together, one or the other]

People have been put in the, uh, worlds of other people. And pretty much everyone in those worlds think they're the person who's supposed to be there.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

[Roxas was already in L's position, so he gets much sympathy.]

My ego's already been bruised. It's like these guy's are in some weird, elitist clique, and they aren't even very helpful about how to use these things and not die.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

I'd better do that.

[He kneels down and starts to untie the laces, but when he pulls the first on off he's all shocked again.] You wore these without any socks?! Ew ew ew!

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[slowly steps closer... that pout like pretty cute after all. Wants to say something like 'Shit happens', but then spots the Fang Regalia...]

Oh, you poor child--- [and that's it, he can't help but laugh, really this is hilarious. Sorry. 8Db]

[illusoryblue.livejournal.com]

[Cloud stares at L. UR WEIRD expression. Mmhmm.]

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L cannot voice how appreciative he is for the support, though he'd feel rather guilty if he ended up toppling the both of them. He clings pretty readily.]

It begs the question of 'what happens next', I fear.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L tilts his head minutely, pout unfading. If anything, it increases slightly.]

It's not very nice to laugh at other's misfortune.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

Yes, that much I've gathered. Unfortunately.

How long do you suppose this mix-up will continue...?

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

I never wear socks. [He sticks his foot in Mr. Fang King's face, wiggling his toes.] Is something the matter with my feet?

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L stares back. Intensely.

...Also weird-ly.]

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

We should create our own group. No A.T. users allowed. Only people who wished they could use them.

Ahh, I don't know... Soon, I hope. Because I'm getting really tired of the skating and the falling and the singing.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

[puts his hand to his mouth, still giggling, and the pout is still cute~]

Would it make it better, if I say I was laughing at the other someone~~~? [taps the Fang Regalia with his fingertips lightly~ ah, such a sweet feeling~]

[didorothy]

[Sam is a professional police officer; clinging is no problem! And his coworkers like getting drunk, so holding people up when they can't stand themselves? Totally in the job description]

We keep pretending until we fail, we keep pretending and get good at it, or we go back to where we belong. Hoping for the last on, myself.

[bloodyroadking.livejournal.com]

UGH! [He jumps to his feet and steps away from him] It's disgusting! You can take the other one off yourself!

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L notes his holding-up-people-skills. Impressive.]

I'd have to agree on that sentiment.

An experiment, do you think, or an unintentional side-effect?

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

...maybe, minutely...

Would you happen to know who that 'other someone' is? I'd like to kindly return these before I kill myself.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

I don't blame you.

But, singing? I'm relatively certain I'd have noticed singing.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[L looks at his foot as if unable to comprehend what the other found so repulsive.]

How is it disgusting? They're just feet.

[glassboxmemory.livejournal.com]

But then that might mean skating around to make the group known to the others, and... I would rather not.

I dunno. I think it's a hobby of Juliet's, or something. Him and his friends. [shudders.]

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

Oh, these are Agito's, the brat Fang King's regalias~ And I'm sure he'll be quite happy to see them on you, sweety~

[didorothy]

[try getting a hammered Gene Hunt to a car, and nothing will be too difficult]

This many people affected, all at once? Seems more like an experiment, I'd guess. It could be the eventual, I don't know, decay of realities, but it's pretty inconsistent... It seems like the people affective have accessed the Plane different times ago. Relatively, that is. Unless there's something external affecting the realities, and that failed, but it'd probably interfere with every reality, in that case. Though it could be that worlds are clustered together under various ... 'whatevers'...

No idea, basically.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

[one could only imagine. ...not that they'd particularly want to, L would guess!]

I suppose any straight answers would be incredibly hard to come across. We are, after all, seemingly pawns in Ms. Sault's game.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

Ah. Fang King. Lucky me, I believe we've met before.

[sucre-justice.livejournal.com]

Yes, I'd have to get used to these things and I have a feeling that breaking my neck would be more likely, sadly enough.

I'll consider myself lucky to be spared the singing, in that case. [L looks sympathetic.]

[didorothy]

I wonder if she's the chess-playing sort. Doesn't always seem it.

[bacchusprincess.livejournal.com]

Ah, then you're really lucky, everyone should be happy to meet him~~~