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[twilightfell]

[Poor Roxas was in the library, doing some quiet reading, when the change struck. Now he finds himself in a silent, eerie cemetery, hemmed in all around by roiling, thick fog and crumbling gravestones.

He does not look pleased. In his hand is what seems to be a chunk off a nearby tombstone, though it's actually a book.]First fake clothing, and now

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[tofindhappiness]

[would warn Roxas about the vampire, but she just walked into a wall]

--What the - Ow.

[twilightfell]

[tilts his head up at the Sphere, following her voice]

Oruha? You okay?

[The vampire behind him doesn't like being ignored. It frowns, clears its throat, and goes "bleh."

Making Roxas jump out of his skin, naturally.]

[tofindhappiness]

[rubs her nose]

My face isn't, but I'll live. And I don't think I'm the person you need to worry about right now.

[twilightfell]

[He's, uh. Face to face with his vampire buddy now. It's waltzing right into his personal space and Roxas is finally starting to back away]

I don't --

[nosehemorrhage]

[Kanako is still in the unaffected hospital ward, her head has yet to be unstrapped from the bed, so she can't look at her Sphere ]

Huh? "Be careful"? What's going on now?!

[twilightfell]

[he's unwisely pulling down his blindfold so he can see what the hell is behind him, and .... sup vampire]

... th-the ship .. it's changed, something's wrong with it, and .. I've never seen vampires outside of Halloween Town.

[nosehemorrhage]

Changed? So you mean the boys aren't all wearing frilly dresses anymore? I can be fr---

Did you just say....vampires?

[twilightfell]

Yeah. I'm looking at one .. right now.

[It would wave hello, Kanako, if you could see. 8)]

[drivinsandrock]

Are you quite sure they are holograms? They seem quite real.

There's one behind you!

[twilightfell]

I'm ... pretty positive.

[oh, he noticed. he's staring at it now. said vampire is now smiling very charmingly - YES DESPITE ALL THAT LOVELY BLOOD - and advancing. Roxas doesn't move.]

No way. It's .. it's not real.

[drivinsandrock]

That isn't something that I would want to wager on.

Is there anything around that you could throw at it? If it passes through it, then you know it's not there.

[twilightfell]

Me, uh. Me either.

[He doesn't do that, though. Instead he just sort of. Snaps out of it and backs away very quickly, holding up his lovely Keyblades to form the shape of a cross. It does the trick - the vamp freaks out and retreats.]

Do you really think--?

[With dead accuracy Roxas flings one of the Keyblades after the retreating shadow - and the weapon whirls right through. the vampire doesn't even seem to notice and vanishes back into the fog.]

... there are so many things wrong here I don't know where to start. How did -- just -- what?

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[bloodletblade]

[bloodletblade]

What? Is that--

done!

[bloodletblade]

Look out!

[twilightfell]

I know! I know!

[It's a good minute or two before he replies to her, seeing as he was a little preoccupied with freaking out and scaring the vampire off. But now he's left alone and extremely jittery in the fog]

Is that what, a vampire? Yeah! A vampire! A hologram, but -- this doesn't make sense!

[innovatorless]

[thinks you are really weird for wearing the scarf in a time like this]

[twilightfell]

[well at least the vampire is gone. he shoots Tieria a nasty glare before tying the scarf back around his eyes.]

I don't want to be tricked. Especially not by fake vampires.

[innovatorless]

Of course.