AN: My first fic here. Yay. Note the bit o' OOC-ness. R&R please.
Summary: Luxord tries to get out of playing cards with Demyx.
Luxord sat down on a stool, trying to think of what to do. He'd had enough playing solitaire, what he wanted was to play with someone- He enjoyed competition, but the only one around was Demyx, who was hardly what one would call an opponent. He sighed.
"There's no people here to play with," He said finally, voicing his thoughts aloud.
"I'm people," Came a reply from Demyx, sitting across the room.
Luxord, as aforementioned, didn't like playing cards with Demyx, so he tried to find a suitable excuse.
"You- Well, you're a Nobody, so technically you're in a different category." What kind of reason was that?
There was a pause.
"I want to be people."
Another pause. Luxord decided he REALLY didn't want to play with Demyx. Hastily, he attempted to turn it into a sort of conversation.
"Are you suggesting 'people' are better than Nobodies?"
"Well, uh . . . "
Luxord saw his chance and left the room, although he'd made himself a bit uncomfortable with his own words.
Again, R&R! Thanks for reading!