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[ it feels like Riku's been standing still for hours, with a post-it on his chest and wondering if he shouldn't just give up and walk away. ]

[ ... he kind of has to take a leak, anyway. ]

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[ope, and look who's finally coming back, a growing pile of post-its in hand. as he gets closer, he slows to a stop and just blinks.]

...Wooow.

[ blank look. ]

You said to stay put.

[reaches out and peels the post-it off, crumpling it up.]

I was kidding.

... whaaat're you doing?

[he's walked around the area time and time again, and each time Riku was standing there. now he's just damn curious.]

Guess I'm just that nice of a guy.

[ h-haha no he's not. ]

[snort. riiight.]

Or your boyfriend's too busy for you and you had nothing else to do.

[my Roxas, when did you get so bold.]

... ... being a statue.

[ statues don't talk. ]

[s-snort. takes the arrow off, turns it so it's pointing down, and slaps it right on his stomach. ... then wiggles his eyebrows.]

I wonder how many people would actually get that.

Scratch that, I wonder how many would do something about it.

[ raises his eyebrow. ]

Not enough people, probably.

[ he knows he's right, sighing. ]

... probably, yeah.

[wasn't being serious. great, now he feels like a jerk. there goes all that backbone, melting away.]

..sorry.

It's not your fault he's elusive.

You make him sound like he wears a cape and only comes out at night.

[ ... has to take a minute to visualize. ]

..Like Dracula.

[fail accent goes here.]

He wants to suck your--..

[just..ends it there, clearing his throat awkwardly. probably not your blood.]

Edited 2008-08-02 02:12 (UTC)

[pause, looks at.]

...

[poke poke your nose.]

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