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[conjoins]

[ to those who are riding the gondolas during this event, Ventus has expertly taken it upon himself to be a gondolier, striped shirt and all. he tips his hat to you and grins; if you're not on the gondola yet—perhaps you're just minding your own business on the sidewalk—he calls to you with a loud, friendly voice. ]

Hey! You need to get somewhere? Hop on—I'll give you a lift!

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[binarysky]

[ Strolling by—

Bro what ]

That's...helpful of you.

[conjoins]

Oh, hey. [ he leans forward on the paddle, shrugging. ] Thought it would be a good part time job, y'know? A different thing from the usual routine.

[binarysky]

[He laughs] Makes sense. Can you really steer it without running into the sides, though?

[conjoins]

'course I can! I'm a professional beginner of everything, you know. [ and he also laughs. ] Wanna try?

[binarysky]

Yeah! Do lookalikes get discounts?

[conjoins]

Well...

[ he hums, as if in thought. despite looking faux-contemplative, though, he can't help but grin. ] I don't normally give discounts to lookalikes, but you're my favorite, so why not?

[binarysky]

Gee, thanks. How many do you have?

[ NO DON'T ASK THAT ROXAS ]

[ He'll hop right in though ]

[conjoins]

Just you. [ he thinks. ] That's why you're my favorite.

[ he straightens himself up, lifting the oar to press it against the sidewalk, readying himself to push it—but in which direction? ]

Where d'you wanna go?

[binarysky]

[ moe blush ]

Uh...I didn't really think about that part. Maybe to the pet store? Or wherever you feel like heading.

[punchedhitler]

Are you sure?

[conjoins]

Definitely! Where're you headed, man?

[punchedhitler]

The police station.

[conjoins]

Sure, alright. [ he rights himself, picking the oar up and making a beckoning gesture. ] Hop on.