The crumbs of wax from the broken crayon smeared electric blue comet-trails over the cheery picture as the rose-haired man gripped her wrist.
“What do you think you’re doing, Naminé? You’re supposed to be messing with Sora’s head, not…” Marluxia paused to scrutinise the half-finished doodle. It appeared to be scribble-himself and scribble-Vexen, caught in the throes of passion somewhere in the castle. “...err… what is this, exactly anyway?”
“I got bored drawing new memories, so I thought I’d draw something from mine.” Naminé replied, with a satisfied smirk on her face. “So please, let go of my wrist, or I’ll add Larxene into the picture - I don’t think she’d be as happy with these memories as I am.”
“…”
“Oh, and some hot chocolate would be nice too; it's pretty cold in here…”
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Break - Marluxia,Naminé
Date: 2007-12-15 06:41 am (UTC)“What do you think you’re doing, Naminé? You’re supposed to be messing with Sora’s head, not…” Marluxia paused to scrutinise the half-finished doodle. It appeared to be scribble-himself and scribble-Vexen, caught in the throes of passion somewhere in the castle. “...err… what is this, exactly anyway?”
“I got bored drawing new memories, so I thought I’d draw something from mine.” Naminé replied, with a satisfied smirk on her face. “So please, let go of my wrist, or I’ll add Larxene into the picture - I don’t think she’d be as happy with these memories as I am.”
“…”
“Oh, and some hot chocolate would be nice too; it's pretty cold in here…”