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paixaorpg2007-01-17 06:49 pm
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You were not there, living in fear... [active]
Character(s): Riku, Sora, Kairi, Rosette (anyone else?)
Content: Shortly after Roxas departs, and the three are left apparently alone.
Setting: General Niflheim area
Time: Late evening
Warnings: Riku's annoyed, so possibly some of that. Otherwise, noes?
Truly this was exhausting.
Riku sighed deeply when the final Samurai was gone, letting his Keyblade disapear in swirling darkness, before he looked to where Roxas had fled. He heard the words, just barely. You make a good Other. So, the familiarity with his movements, although more ... organized then Sora's... He was right, or at least his feeling had to be. If it wasn't, well. The platinum haired teen had been wrong in the past before.
Shaking his head he looked to Kairi now, despite the fact his eyes were that bright amber like Ansem's own, he didn't doubt that Sora wouldn't tell her about it. Then they both would get stubborn and promise to find a way to fix everything. That was just how they were, and how they always would be. It wasn't going to ever change, he figured.
"Are you all right, Kairi?" he asked after a moment, as he moved his hand to his arm where the Samurai's blade had fallen when he had poorly blocked the swing in his worry about Sora. It stung badly, but to his surprise, as his fingers skimmed across the wound to inspect it, it began to heal with that same swirling darkness.
This was just strange, but the only thing this 'healing' did was exhaust him even more, orange eyes falling half-shut as he stood there. He felt... weak. And he didn't exactly like it all that much. Looking up to where Sora was, he frowned deeply for a moment with worry for him as well now.
Content: Shortly after Roxas departs, and the three are left apparently alone.
Setting: General Niflheim area
Time: Late evening
Warnings: Riku's annoyed, so possibly some of that. Otherwise, noes?
Truly this was exhausting.
Riku sighed deeply when the final Samurai was gone, letting his Keyblade disapear in swirling darkness, before he looked to where Roxas had fled. He heard the words, just barely. You make a good Other. So, the familiarity with his movements, although more ... organized then Sora's... He was right, or at least his feeling had to be. If it wasn't, well. The platinum haired teen had been wrong in the past before.
Shaking his head he looked to Kairi now, despite the fact his eyes were that bright amber like Ansem's own, he didn't doubt that Sora wouldn't tell her about it. Then they both would get stubborn and promise to find a way to fix everything. That was just how they were, and how they always would be. It wasn't going to ever change, he figured.
"Are you all right, Kairi?" he asked after a moment, as he moved his hand to his arm where the Samurai's blade had fallen when he had poorly blocked the swing in his worry about Sora. It stung badly, but to his surprise, as his fingers skimmed across the wound to inspect it, it began to heal with that same swirling darkness.
This was just strange, but the only thing this 'healing' did was exhaust him even more, orange eyes falling half-shut as he stood there. He felt... weak. And he didn't exactly like it all that much. Looking up to where Sora was, he frowned deeply for a moment with worry for him as well now.