~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.]

[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.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[Blink!]

Was... was he okay?

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Yeah! I think she just wanted to prove she could take care of herself.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

Oh. Alright then. [She smiles a little. Setting someone's hair on fire sounds a bit extreme, but if everything turned out okay...]

I couldn't set my friend's hair on fire. And even if I could, I don't think it would work. He's the one with fire magic, after all.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

Do you have any kind of magic?

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[She shakes her head.]

Not really. [Not the kind she assumes everyone talks about when they say "magic". It's such a complicated affair, her canon...] What about you?

[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.

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

I'm a Venus adept. I can control earth.

[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.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

That sounds very useful. [She smiles a little.] Can you show me, or since this place is just stars...?

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

I'd bring over some ground from home, but I'm on a boat right now, so I can't [:<].

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

A boat? That sounds nice. [She smiles.] I've always wanted to do something like that.

Could I bring some ground, or does it only work with your own?

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

It's nice as long as the weather is. You don't want to sail during a storm, that's for sure.

Ah, if you'd like.

[breathenothing.livejournal.com]

[She nods, then drops from the plane. She returns a moment later with a large, pink sandcastle bucket (about the size of her head), filled to the top with dirt.]

I don't know if this is enough... [She sets it down, then wipes her forehead with the back of her hand. That was heavier than she thought it was going to be!]

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[Isaac spills it out] Not for anything big, but...

[He gets a look of INTENSE concentration on his face for a minute before the chunks of dirt start to rumble together like the ground below them were shaking. Then a few of them form up to make spikes that shoot a few feet into the air before collapsing apart (back into the bucket)]

Heh. Spire is usually more impressive when I have some bedrock to work with.