[If you were careful, there were actually quite a few Heartless that weren't too dangerous. Some of them even tried to play games instead of attacking, and those ones were usually okay to be around.
Those ones were pretty cute, too.
Just like these small, cute, blue shark... things with a fork sticking out of its poor head.]
Aw, dude... What happened to you?
[Crouching down, Demyx cautiously reaches out in an attempt to pull the fork free. Maybe it was hurting the little guy--
Only for it to snap its teeth together inches away from his fingertips, causing him to jerk back and yelp in surprise.]
Yikes! Okay, okay!
[TOTALLY TACKY TATTOOS]
[Years ago when he was human, Demyx may or may not have dreamed about getting a tattoo. It would've been something super rad and it might've been on his arm or his shoulders.
Not on his wrist.
Part of him hoped it was temporary or even sharpie but the longer Demyx scrubs and picks at it, the more it makes his wrist sore and red as the realization that it's permanent sinks in. G r e a t. Out of all the tattoos he could've ended up with, it was a) on his wrist, b) a name, and c) a name he wasn't sure he even recognized.
But maybe someone around knew how and when he had gotten it, so the first person he sees? Boy, he's making a beeline right for them with the sleeve of his coat rolled up and glove clenched in his opposite hand to show off the tattoo.]
Hey! You! Hi! Uh, crazy question, but do you know what this is all about? I have zero idea where it came from and I definitely didn't have this an hour ago when I got here. Wherever here is...
Demyx | Kingdom Hearts
[If you were careful, there were actually quite a few Heartless that weren't too dangerous. Some of them even tried to play games instead of attacking, and those ones were usually okay to be around.
Those ones were pretty cute, too.
Just like these small, cute, blue shark... things with a fork sticking out of its poor head.]
Aw, dude... What happened to you?
[Crouching down, Demyx cautiously reaches out in an attempt to pull the fork free. Maybe it was hurting the little guy--
Only for it to snap its teeth together inches away from his fingertips, causing him to jerk back and yelp in surprise.]
Yikes! Okay, okay!
[TOTALLY TACKY TATTOOS]
[Years ago when he was human, Demyx may or may not have dreamed about getting a tattoo. It would've been something super rad and it might've been on his arm or his shoulders.
Not on his wrist.
Part of him hoped it was temporary or even sharpie but the longer Demyx scrubs and picks at it, the more it makes his wrist sore and red as the realization that it's permanent sinks in. G r e a t. Out of all the tattoos he could've ended up with, it was a) on his wrist, b) a name, and c) a name he wasn't sure he even recognized.
But maybe someone around knew how and when he had gotten it, so the first person he sees? Boy, he's making a beeline right for them with the sleeve of his coat rolled up and glove clenched in his opposite hand to show off the tattoo.]
Hey! You! Hi! Uh, crazy question, but do you know what this is all about? I have zero idea where it came from and I definitely didn't have this an hour ago when I got here. Wherever here is...