Room 406, afternoon

[izzyalienqueen]

There's a blanket and some pillows on the extra bed, and she's moved some of her books and picture frames over to the extra so it doesn't look quite so empty. Isabel is sitting on the floor, puzzle mat spread out in front of her. She's made progress and the puzzle is almost all done. All that's left to do is fill in the blue background.

[The door is open!]

[ooc: Fine to say everyone visited. But the conversation with Jack is NFB]

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[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

"Demyx," he replied, unable to take his eyes off the puzzle. "And I miss home. If I'd known it was my last day there, I would've...I would've..." He sighed and looked up at her with bright blue eyes. "Nevermind. It's nice to meet you, Isabel. Where did you get this?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"You didn't plan on coming to Fandom? That seems to be going around," she said thinking of what Cedric had told her. "I'm sorry you're missing home. I know being away from family isn't fun. That's why I do puzzles. It's a distraction." Tapping the puzzle she said, "I ordered this from an online store. Around here he's a famous cartoon character and the symbol of a large entertainment franchies. I just think he's cute."

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. I died, and instead of going wherever dead people go, I ended up here. Alive. Well, as alive as Nobodies are." He shrugged. "I don't have family, but...well, there's Roxas and Axel, and I really miss Axel. But it's hard to think of King Mickey being a...cartoon? He's kinda like our enemy, in a way, but I always liked him better than Xemnas anyway."

Tilting his head and looking at Isabel, Demyx sat back on his heels. "Do you like King Mickey?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Wow. I haven't heard that before. Well, there are definitely worse places you could have ended up," Isabel said. "Peoria, for one. I think you'll like it here. The people are nice. And even though you'll miss the friends you left behind, you'll make new ones here. I know I have."

She stretched, loosening muscles that had tightened up as she knelt over the puzzle. "I like Mickey. He always makes me laugh."

[ooc: going AFK for some RL stuff. Back in about 30-45 minutes.]

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

"I do like it here. And I like almost everybody I've met...except for my roommate. My roommate is bizarre." He stood up. "I should probably go, though. It was rude for me to just come barging in here, and I don't wanna bother you or anything." Smiling sheepishly, Demyx took a step back toward the door. "It was nice to meet you though, Isabel."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Who's your roommate?" Isabel asked. "Maybe I know them. But then again with all the new people, I'm not sure I would. And don't worry, the that's why the door was open. Vistors are nice. And it was very nice to meet you as well."

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

"Phillip J Fry is what he's called," Demyx replied. "And if he doesn't bathe in the near future, I'm going to do it forcibly." He frowned for a moment, then grinned and cracked his knuckles. "Controlling water comes in handy sometimes."

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"New student then, because I've never heard of him." Isabel's noise wrinkled a the idea of not bathing, because ick. "Give it enough time and I'm sure people will help you. But of course if you can control water, you could probably handle it on your own. And now I'm wondering exactly how you can control water. A special power of your own?"

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

"Yeah. It's just something I can do. But mostly I'm a musician." Demyx held out his hand, his musical instrument forming out of water in it. "Nothing really special, though. How about you?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

Isabel looked on in wonder. "That is much cooler then anything I can do," she said.

[electric-sitar.livejournal.com]

Demyx grinned sheepishly, letting it dissolve back into the air. "I can't fight, though. That's why I died. Well, kinda died. I love music though. Do you like music?"

[izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com]

"Not everyone has to be fighter," Isabel said. "I'm not. Yet." She nodded, and pointed towards the iPod resting on her desk. "I love music. I usually alway have something playing."