A testing ground for Demmy and the Deegans.

[donovan_deegan]

Yes, the man who just came out of the welcome bay was most certainly wearing a shockingly pink jacket. Under it, he had been wearing a black shirt, but now hit was over one arm to show off the odd looking tattoo over his whole chest. A Kelsheen mark. Never knew when it would be useful. He had his axe in one hand. He was ready to shred, if he could find someone to jam with.

Yeah, the man had just been kidnapped. He looked remarkably calm about it, in fact, he seemed almost cheerful. He found a seat after a bit, pulled his axe into his lap, and then started playing, watching people to see who might come near, and figuring out who he could ask for more information than the projection had given him.

Question number one being.... where was Miranda?

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[gregorydeegan]

Okay, Greg was heartbroken, and reminded of why and on a low but.... but that was downright comical. It was. And he was Donovan Degean's son. Tears still on his face and in his eyes, he bust out laughing. He couldn't help it.

"Where where?" he gasped out, holding his sides from the humour.

[melodiouspacifist]

"Huh. Not...what I was expecting but it still worked." Demyx confessed with a grin.

"Don't cry, I don't know what to do with that."

[gregorydeegan]

He pushed at his tears, trying to get his breath back. "Don't...know what to do with crying?" he asked, perplexed.

[melodiouspacifist]

"Uh yeah. I don't know. I remember being the one crying when I was little but I don't know what to do with...you crying." He looked mildly uncomfortable.

[gregorydeegan]

He sniffed a bit. "Generally when a friend is crying... let them. Offer a hug if they need it, listen if they need it, and then cheer them up when they're done. You just... kind of skipped to the end there...." a beat. "there."

[melodiouspacifist]

He snickered a little bit because, well, he had a sense of humour, even if Greg was teasing him a little.

"Oh. A hug, really?" That would be strange, wouldn't it?

[gregorydeegan]

Greg nodded. "Yeah, though hugs with a crying person tend to be a bit one sided. Mostly the downside..." because someone sad sees the downside of things. get it?

[melodiouspacifist]

"...Huh?" No, not that one, that time it went over his head.

"I don't think I'd...do that. Nobodies don't hug."

[gregorydeegan]

"Your arms are broken and they only work when you play music?" he asked, arching his brows at him.

[melodiouspacifist]

"No, they're not broken, it'd just be...weird. We don't do that."

[gregorydeegan]

"Why?" Why would it be weird, why don't you do that, why is the sky purple. Really, that why could have meant anything.

[melodiouspacifist]

"I don't know, I guess it'd be too human to do. The Superior's just like that."

[gregorydeegan]

Greg looked like he was considering it a moment, then he got an impish smile and glomped him, holding on. "Now you're being hugged. It would be weirder not to hug back, then it would TO hug back." He was totally smirking into Demyx's jacket, face curried in the taller man's chest.

[melodiouspacifist]

Demyx was surprised and he seemed to freeze a moment. "I..uh...um..." He stammered unhelpfully as he was grabbed onto.

"Okay?" He squeaked and brought his arms around him.

[gregorydeegan]

"See, there you go. Congratulations, you're hugging someone. And I promise, I'm straight so it's not weird," he said with a chuckle. He had nothing against people who weren't. But he suddenly was thinking about how Stunt would be in this situation and that was just too funny for words.

[melodiouspacifist]

"It's weird." Demyx commented, letting out a nervous laugh, was that a qualifier? "But not because of that."

He pulled away, that was enough touching. He didn't want to like that sort of thing.

[gregorydeegan]

"Because of what then?" he asked with a grin, letting him pull away.

[melodiouspacifist]

"That's a little more than I was expecting, even if I should be talking to people." He confessed.

[gregorydeegan]

"Well, according to my dad, you should always talk to people. That's how you learn." Guess who had a really weird version of "Don't talk to strangers" as a kid?

[melodiouspacifist]

"I don't know if I want to learn things." He said with a little smile.

[gregorydeegan]

"Life gets really dull if you don't," he said simply. "New songs, new skills.... there are lots of new things worth learning out there."

[melodiouspacifist]

"I guess that's true. I do like learning new songs!" He grinned, because that was the best part.

A shame his canon point is before Facebath.... >.< Yes, Facebath.

[gregorydeegan]

Greg nodded. "And you never know what might be the next big song you wind up writing."

[melodiouspacifist]

"I usually just write what I'm thinking at the time. It's not anything special."

[gregorydeegan]

"It's music!" Greg said. "It's very special. Music is a way to heal without magic or medicine. It can mend a broken heart, or sooth a sad soul. Music is one of the most special gifts anyone can share."