~Eleven ♥ Hearts~

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[The Plane is about to be greeted with a strange sight: Naminé, actually a little bit angry?

She's standing with her hands on her hips and seems to be looking around for someone or something in particular. She has a "glare" on her face... that looks more like the expression a little kitten makes when it thinks it's being ferocious. Overall? She does not look at all angry or intimidating. But she's trying.]

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[insynch.livejournal.com]

[The Plane is also about to be greeted with a normal sight: Daisuke, a bit clumsy. He has a sketchbook tucked underneath his arm along with a short, fat aluminum pencil box full of drawing supplies.

He's a bit too focused on studying that constellation over his head, though, and doesn't see Naminé until it's too late. He manages to avoid touching her, but his balance suffers from the last minute save and sends him sprawling onto his face... right at her feet. There may have been a backflip involved.

EPIC FAIL. No, really. Daisuke trips for the same reason that his mun spills water on top of her head while drinking it, or stabs her laptop screen with a fork flung from three feet away.]

Why is it always me?

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[Anger? Gone.]

Oh--! [She kneels down beside him, hands covering her heart.] Are you okay?

[insynch.livejournal.com]

[Daisuke detaches his face from the Milky Way and gives her a helpless sort of grin.]

I-I'm fine. This kind of thing happens all the time... You're not hurt, are you?

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head.]

Not at all. I was more worried about you... [She smiles a little, relieved that he seems to be okay.]

[insynch.livejournal.com]

Eheheh... you get used to it. [He picks himself up off the floor. Oh, good, his sketchbook is unharmed. He tucks it back under his arm and offers Naminé his hand, still blushing a little bit.] I'm Daisuke. Sorry for almost running you over.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[I almost replied as Mu out of habit--I MEAAAAAAAAN]

Ah, is everything alright?

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[jakldsja Muuuuu ;;]

Mm. [She nods once, kind of harshly. It just... doesn't fit for her to do so, and it's almost comical.] I need to talk to a friend of mine.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Go go old habits]

You sure? You look...upset.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

Well, yes! I am! I mean... [She sighs, looking more sad than angry.] He scared someone, apparently. Someone who seems to be a perfectly kind person.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

O-oh. Felix used to be like that when it came to Jenna.

I think she lit his hair on fire.

[seriousmarauder]

[Sirius is just wandering by; he's disturbingly thin, but at least he's dressed nicely? Anyway, he pauses when he spots Naminé, and raises an eyebrow] Are you alright?

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

I'm fine. Just... just a little angry. [Her expression turns into more of an angry pout. She's not so good at keeping this up, especially when people not involved are around...]

[seriousmarauder]

[gently] What happened? I'll try to help, if I can.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

W-Well...

[The "anger" melts, and what's left is a confused and slightly saddened little girl.]

Actually, that's what I'm trying to find out. My friend apparently told someone to stay away from me. I think he really scared him... I need to find out happened. What he said.

[seriousmarauder]

[aww] Why would he do a thing like that? You seem like the type of girl who wouldn't hurt a fly.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[Axel is perplexed.]

... Someone spill coffee on your drawings?

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[There you are. Naminé tries her best to direct a B| face at you, Axel, but you're... pretty dang tall and that doesn't exactly work at an upward angle. OH WELL, SHE'S TRYING ANYWAY.]

Axel... Did you talk to someone named Box?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[Uh oh. He realizes quite belatedly that allllll that angry kitten expression is directed at him. His delinquent smile falters.]

I... dunno... [This is him really hoping that some kid didn't take out his frustrations on Nami. She doesn't deserve that. He scratches the back of his head.] What's he look like?

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

Short brown hair, brown eyes... He was wearing a long coat, and dark glasses. And gloves, too.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[He works his jaw for a second or two before managing English.]

... Oh.

[destinedking.livejournal.com]

[Arthur prefers to think she looks like a wounded baby bear cub, because for some reason all animal analogies come back to bears for him. Who knows why. He's weird! Not important though, because there is a damsel in distress!!!]

I'm not quite sure if we've met, but...is there something troubling you?

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[jadljdk Oh, Arthur. She blushes a little when he approaches, looking all concerned... but the fact that she's still trying to look angry means she's left with that patheticallycuteglare along with the reddening of her cheeks, and it's just... ridiculous to behold. ♥]

I don't think we have, but... I-I'm okay. Just upset with a friend. I'm trying to find him, because we need to talk.

[destinedking.livejournal.com]

[OHGOD, Namine, soooo cute~]

I'm Arthur.

That doesn't sound okay. It seems he must have done something truly horrible.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

I'm Naminé. It's nice to meet you Arthur. [And maybe in a minute, when she's not so distracted and blushy, she'll realize why that name is so familiar.]

He did! [Now, she just looks sad.] He apparently scared someone here into not speaking to me, simply because he thought the person was a bad person. I mean, I know he just wants to protect me, but...

[destinedking.livejournal.com]

No, no, you're completely right. It was thoughtless and unnecessary.