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[shoreliner.livejournal.com]

[guess who's out and about for once? and he's ... fishing, such as it is. he's got a pole, and a line, bumming around by a little pond and hoping for the best.]

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[atotalsap.livejournal.com]

[Sora's never too far behind.]

Any luck?

[shoreliner.livejournal.com]

Doesn't look like they're biting.

[he's not too surprised, though.]

[atotalsap.livejournal.com]

What kinda bait?

[flops right on down next to him, peering at the fishing line.]

[shoreliner.livejournal.com]

[... holds up the line. it's nothing but a bright red lure-- maybe Riku wasn't planning for success.]

[atotalsap.livejournal.com]

[he can't help but look a little amused.]

Want me to get a hot dog or something?

[shoreliner.livejournal.com]

[well, it's been a while since he's had to throw Sora that look.]

You're kidding, right.

[atotalsap.livejournal.com]

[returns that look with a completely innocent one.]

I wasn't, really.

[shoreliner.livejournal.com]

[it's hard to speak with a palm over your face.]

That's not how you catch fish, Sora.

[atotalsap.livejournal.com]

Doesn't look like your method's working so well, either.

[shoreliner.livejournal.com]

Who said I was trying?

[duskly.livejournal.com]

[sits next to him, watching the water.]

[shoreliner.livejournal.com]

[it's taking him a split second to realize who it is.]

Hey, it's you.

[which is about as friendly as Riku'll get.]

[duskly.livejournal.com]

[nods.]

I'm glad you're okay.

[this is about as talkative as he'll get, too.]

[shoreliner.livejournal.com]

It's been pretty quiet.

[doesn't seem all that worse for wear.]

[duskly.livejournal.com]

That's good.

[quiet, brushing a hand across the surface.]

Have things with Sora been...?

[shoreliner.livejournal.com]

We're fine.

[Riku, you're getting kind of sentimental ...]

... Kairi's gone.

[duskly.livejournal.com]

[puts a hand on his shoulder.]

She's the one that's... like Cookie?

[shoreliner.livejournal.com]

Cookie?

[you've lost him.]

[duskly.livejournal.com]

... she's, er. Red-headed. And usually happy.

[beyondthedawn.livejournal.com]

We have a pond here?

[shoreliner.livejournal.com]

There's probably more than just this.

[talking to himself is no big thing.]

[beyondthedawn.livejournal.com]

[... sits cross legged near it]

... Catch anything?

[shoreliner.livejournal.com]

Not yet.

[isn't aiming to, either, but that's his secret.]

[beyondthedawn.livejournal.com]

You should use a Heartless as bait.

[shoreliner.livejournal.com]

[suppresses a laugh.]

I'm not that kind of guy.