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Character(s): Demyx, anyone else.
Content: Demyx arrives!
Setting: Niflheim
Time: Week 28, afternoon
Warnings: Nothing I can think of?

Demyx sighed, stretching his arms up as he headed through the gate. Man, why did he get dragged into this mission? Or... maybe this was just new headquarters. The old one was getting kind of getting kind of quiet. Which had been ok by him, he could rock out in the white room without anyone getting mad at him!

Still, he'd been summoned. So he had to go. Even if it sucked. Demyx, being himself, had arrived a little behind schedule, but when he did he looked like most of the other people coming in. Not only in uniform, as he'd ditched his Organization robes for the occasion, but also looking completely lost.

Was this really a castle?

"Name?" the person at the gate asked boredly.

"Huh?" Demyx blinked. "Oh! Uh. You mean me?"

The guard just looked at him, shoving something into his hands. "Just go."

"Oh. Ok! Thanks!" Demyx took the journal, looking at it as he walked into the 'city.'

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“Ah…” The Hatter quirked an eyebrow at the boy in question. Why would one want to have their hair look like a bird? That’s just silly. The Mad Hatter folded his arms, as he tilted his head to get a better look at the lad. His sense of fashions seems to be very different from anyone else he’s seen, if he thinks he can go around with bird hair all day. However! The Mad Hatter will not judge him on such grounds. After all you can’t judge a cover by its book. Or was it the other way around… Oh who cares, it’s just bird hair.

“Well, it’s a good thing it’s not a bird,” The Hatter gestured, “But just to be safe, you should go to the doctor soon, birds have all kinds of diseases you know. You might catch the big bad blue bird flu, oooo, and that one can be nasty.” He just shivered at the very thought of catching the flu, perhaps he should give this boy a tissue box and stand approximately 10 feet away from him. Just in case.