perplexme | Fifty-Eighth Keychain

[Housemates will probably find Roxas in the kitchen with newspapers on the table, a palate of paint, some paper...and a very disgruntled cat who doesn't understand why his human wants him to dip his pretty paws in the wet colors.]

Nea, come on. You were doing really well, too. You can't just give up now.

[There's a hiss from the cat before he swats at the paint palate. Roxas sighs and shakes his head, giving up for now. Artists can be pretty temperamental, after all. Instead he'll focus himself on the journal, opening it up and idly leafing through it. His conversation with Naoto's been on his mind, and he has an important question.]

So...what's the main difference between being a boy and being a girl? I mean, girls can do things boys can, right? So what difference does it make? [He doesn't quite get why people were upset with Naoto for being a girl detective, that's all.] Answer me that.

And answer me this: how come everyone else got a horse last week except for me? Total bummer.

[Filtered to Axel]

I've got something cool to show you, but you have to go to the battle dome with me.

[/Filtered]

[Filtered to Xion]

Do you need anything? [He's worried about you, bff dos. He's in overprotective mode now.]

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Well, they were very... girly robes.

And I had a magic wand so... [Please don't make him say it.]

[BLINK]

No, it has nothing to do with the Malnosso. It's simply normal human behavior and thought process.

[ ... Xion sees the filter, and decides she'll just go talk to him in person. Thankfully, it's been colder out, so she's got justification for the turtle-neck sweater she's wearing as she peeks into the kitchen where-- ]

... Roxas? What are you doing?

[ Were, rather. But still, what is with all that stuff. ]

Trying to get Nea to embrace his inner artist. [Nea's sitting a few feet away from Roxas, just staring. He's not impressed.] I don't think he's in the mood right now though.

No but I mean...if they can come to our worlds and take us away without anybody else noticing, what makes you think they can't effect the way the overall world thinks and behaves?

I appreciate that.

What sort of things though? Examples, anything.

...you were a fairy godmother?

Are you somebody who has a lot of answers to everything then?

I... think that was meant to be it, yeah. [Sob.]

I didn't really get around to much god-mothering though.

Well, I wouldn't say everything. Most of what I know is from books.

That's probably more than what we have. We didn't have a lot of books where I'm from, so all of our answers were really...vague. [Which is basically shorthand for "we didn't have books at all and everybody fed me lies and I didn't believe them since there wasn't concrete proof."]

What would you say you have the most answers to then?

[Pops into the kitchen a moment later. But he just has to stop and stare at Roxas for a moment. Roxas you are the weirdest best friend ever.

But he still likes you so that's okay.]

Bummer. I should have found you last week, maybe then I could have had a horse.

[When Nea sees Axel, he lets out a pitiful meow. Redhair reasonable owner, please help. Ktnx.

Roxas though is busy trying to put paper down everywhere the cat steps so that he paints on them.]

Oh hey. Let me just wrap this up and we can go.

Pretty much. It slowly becomes part of your daily life. [ She sounds quite bitter over this. ] Ugh, fuck them then. She can start her own business and prove them wrong.

A kunoichi is a female ninja, and though shinobi is a term for a ninja all around, it seems to be used explicitly towards males these days, or the ninja that are worth being taken seriously to others. [ Can you hear the viciousness in her voice towards this concept? ]

[What a crazy life, Roxas. Hubert takes a moment to consider the question, and for a second there's a bit of excitement from the topics that flash through his mind until he calms himself down.]

Subjects pertaining to my . . . interests, I would say, as well as my profession. In regards to the original topic, I'm sure there are better candidates.

[Sorry, Nea, isn't much he can do at this point. Maybe he'll try and hide you in his room later. :|]

You know, I wouldn't be surprised if that cat clawed you one of these days.

That's what I told her, more or less. I don't know what she's really going to do though, it's kind of a touchy subject, I think.

...oh. [Yeah, he can tell.] It's sort of pointless to give the same job two different words though, isn't it?

Okay, what if we go off of the original topic? Just what's your profession anyway? [Sorry Hubert, the kid's kind of nosy when it comes to getting answers. Part of his reconnaissance training.]

[That'd help. Roxas just shrugs and...more or less shoves everything to the side. THERE. CLEAN.]

He will not. Nea and I have a better understanding than that.

[Nosy, indeed . . . However, Hubert's response is prompt.]

I serve as a major in an army.

[...pfft WELL OKAY THEN.]

Well, I guess this is better than you staying in your room all day doing "research".

...just above a captain, but not a lieutenant. [He's more saying it to himself than Hubert, just to clarify the information according to what he's read.] For how long, if you don't mind me asking.

Are you happy? I'm being a normal teenager today. [And he just. Sounds so proud of himself too.]

I don't know how many normal teenagers try to get their cats to paint but, yeah, I am.

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