Lazy and homeless, considering this place called IJAG

[bowiejokehere]

Oh come on!

You're not really considering it, are you? Like for real for real?

UGH. Don't you remember? I'm the lazy one. I don't want to go anywhere. Bet they don't even have good music on that hunk of metal.

Whaddya mean everyone I know will be there? That doesn't change the fact that it's lame. Can't I just, I don't know, sit over here and let you go?

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[thirteenth_brat]

Except for the part where it's probably not a joke.

At least there isn't any actual work to do on the satellite, so it probably wouldn't be that bad for you... although you're right about the music choices...

[bowiejokehere]

Ugh. Way to totally bring the mood down, Roxas.

Oh.

So I can just hang out?

[thirteenth_brat]

Pretty much. Weird stuff happens every so often, but there hasn't been a lot that's been really dangerous. [Never mind the evil doppelgangers and Discord, but Roxas isn't going to say that.]

[bowiejokehere]

Roxas, we're Nobodies. How much weirder can it get?

[thirteenth_brat]

Uh, pretty weird, actually. We all got turned into ponies a couple weeks ago, for one. And time is kind of weird, too.

[bowiejokehere]

Ponies?

[Okay, except for the part where he couldn't jam on his sitar, that doesn't sound too bad]

[thirteenth_brat]

Yes, ponies. It wasn't too bad, though. [Except for being when Discord showed up in the middle of the week, but Roxas keeps his mouth shut on that.]

[bowiejokehere]

Riiiiight.

[thirteenth_brat]

At least we could still talk?