Deer Country Network

[The sickly pale girl sat on a thick root of a certain, talking plant. It was large but didn't seem to be whining at the moment. Abigail was grinning, full of teeth, all three eyes looking up at the working maw like it was a pet, or cat.]

My! But they do grow large. I do wonder what might happen if we were to continuously feed them~? How large can they get? Hehehe....

[Naked legs, blackened swung lazily in the air alongside the ribbons that hung around her pale, naked form. She looked wrong, twisted. Her keyblades balanced in her hands, and a large, wide hat sat on her head. The plant she was looking at grumbled.]

"Do not think that you are immune. Some dreams are inescapable."

[She frowned. And the feeling a person was able to get from that frown was sickening.]

Or perhaps not. Well, I certainly wouldn't mind helping to rid people of them. If any find them to be a nuisance.

Uhm, hi . . . My name is Ahiru.

I'm looking for someone. His name is Fakir. I . . . can't seem to find him? And I don't know where he is. Maybe someone can help me look?

He looks like this.

[ she holds up a picture. clearly a perfect artist's rendition of fakir. ]



He also scowls a lot and looks like he's bored, but he's very nice actually! He's a ballet dancer and uhm . . . [ ahiru fiddles with her dress. ] . . . I just want to make sure he's okay.