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[stoicallion.livejournal.com]

[Leon's in the kitchen, reading the instructions on the back of some microwavable meal...]

(ooc: cupidly?)

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[cupidly.livejournal.com]

[and Sora's coming in wearing a long teeshirt, soft little little arm-length angel wings curled along his spine. it doesn't register in his sleepy mind that there's someone there, let alone who they really are, but when he does, he shrieks.]

[stoicallion.livejournal.com]

[That makes Leon jump, dropping the box on the counter. He turns around to see what's wrong, and finds a Sora there, with wings. Interesting...]

What, what's wrong?

[cupidly.livejournal.com]

[they're fluttering madly as he gains his wits, sucking in a shaky breath before he composes himself.]

J-jeeze I'm so sorry.. I- well-

[clears his throat, attempting a smile.]

Didn't expect you to be there. A Leon, I mean.

[and judging by this Leon's reaction, it's probably not his. thank God.]

[stoicallion.livejournal.com]

Oh... I'm sorry. Did I... Scare you? [He's a little confused.]

[cupidly.livejournal.com]

[laughs, all out of nervous habit.]

Yeah, it's a long story. I'm just a scaredy cat, though.

[reaches out with an open hand for a handshake.]

I'm sure you already know my name, so.. hi.

[stoicallion.livejournal.com]

Yeah, Sora. Hi. [Shakes that hand lightly.]

[cupidly.livejournal.com]

[awkward as always, he thinks.]

Were you hungry?

[lets his tiny hand slip out from Leon's, bare feet carrying him over to the dropped frozen dinner so he can pick it up.]

[stoicallion.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I was just trying to figure out how to make that...

[cupidly.livejournal.com]

Don't worry your head off. I'll make you something. It feels like I haven't cooked for someone in forever.

[already he's setting the box back into the freezer, sifting through the fridge for some meat.]

Do you like steak or spaghetti?

[stoicallion.livejournal.com]

Uh... Spaghetti sounds good. [Leon can't cook, so. How nice of you, Sora.]

Thank you? You don't have to, really...

[cupidly.livejournal.com]

It's fine. I live to cater to people, really.

[explains as he goes, taking out a box of noodles, a pot, sauce, and chop meat.]

I'm a cupid, my main goal in life is to make people happy, and the happier I make people, the more I can assure I stay healthy.

[stoicallion.livejournal.com]

Oh, I see... [finds a place to stand where he's out of the way]

[cupidly.livejournal.com]

[and he's boiling the water, pouring the sauce into another smaller pot and fishing around the cabinets for a frying pan.]

Mhm, I'm really popular on holidays, because I make all kinds of gifts.

[stoicallion.livejournal.com]

Oh yeah? That's cool...

So, uh. Why were you afraid of me? You don't have to say it if you don't want to...