~Eight ♥ Hearts~

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[Naminé seems... aggravated, actually. She's pouting, sitting in a wooden chair someone previously brought and just left behind. Her hair looks like she stuck her finger in an electrical socket and then fixed it as well as she could, but it's still a little mussed and static-riddled.

She's scribbling something in her sketchbook rather intensely. Oh, and there's a blue foam bat leaning against her chair.]

Comments

[lostandfinder]

How's hitting someone supposed to be funny?

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

That's what I don't know. [She's back to looking sad. In fact, her tears are getting a little shiny with fresh tears threatening to fall...]

[lostandfinder]

Hey, don't.. [he brings his hands up, not that he has any idea what he plans on doing with them] He probably wasn't thinking.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[She nods, closing her eyes tightly to try and keep from crying. She looks up at him after regaining control of herself.]

He probably wasn't, you're right...

[lostandfinder]

Guys are bad about that. [He tries a small sheepish smile to show that he's at least partway joking, and because he's hoping she might smile a little, too.]

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[She does, a little, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand one last time.]

Is that true? For all of them?

[lostandfinder]

[He nods "solemnly."] But only sometimes.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[Okay, that gets the barest of laughs, but it definitely gets him a happier expression.]

At least it's only sometimes. .... Um, thank you. I don't even know your name.

[lostandfinder]

Oh! I'm Chivy. And you're welcome.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

I'm Naminé. It's nice to meet you.

[She goes back to drawing - starting on a fresh page - but still speaks to Chivy.]

I haven't seen you here before. Are you new to the Plane?