training mode

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[Sora's in the piñata room late this evening, but it's not to replenish his candy stash. he's got his toy Keyblade in hand, and he's busily beating the tar out of a defenseless piñata. once one is destroyed, he moves on to the next one without much pause.]

[he looks a little tired, like he's been at this for a while.]

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[pinged by a million pinatas crying out in anguish. he's just going to be watching for the moment, wondering what's up with the kid.]

... does that make Kai Obi Wan Kenobi

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[just putting that Christmas gift to good use! that and he's a little miffed about getting tossed around like an unwanted toy earlier. it's stress relief!]

Obi Wan Kainobi

[seasides]

[just settles in the doorway and waits for him to wear himself out. at least this way no one's getting hurt.]

.... xDDD that explains like, everything ever

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[that won't take long at all; he's soon tossing the Keyblade aside and stumbling away to rest.]

Does it really.

[seasides]

You okay there, 'bug?

[makes his way over.]

Yes it could be its own philosophy

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Mmhmm.

[gives Kai a little smile, fumbling to pull off his shoes.]

Sweet.

[seasides]

[can help with that, if he wants.]

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[of course! Sora gets distracted by trying to climb on Kai's lap halfway through pulling off his shoes, though.]

[seasides]

[he'll finish the job then, making sure Sora's nice and comfortable.]

You got those pinatas pretty good, 'bug.

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

I did!

[looks proud of himself for a minute, then frowns, popping his thumb in his mouth.]

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[tugs on a bit of his hair lightly, peering down at him.]

What's wrong?

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[sits there silently for a long while, like he's trying to figure that out for himself.]

... It's sad.

[he doesn't really know how else to decribe it.]

[seasides]

[frowns, a bit confused.]

What do you mean?

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*and what is going on here hmm?*

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[problems, unfortunately. Sora decides he's too tired to train, and flops down on the ground, leaning against the wall.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he wanders over to you then, since he misses his little helper*

Sorabug? What're you doing?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[scrubs at his eyes with a small whine.]

mmmm'tired.

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*crouches down next to you*

Well then, it sounds like you need a nap. Were you playing hard?

my god i can't type today

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[doesn't really answer, except with another little whine. he tries to scramble into Ri's arms.]

*pats*

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*he helps you along there, making sure you're on his good side as he picks you up*

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[yawwwwns and stretches; that defensive bracelet Sora gave him earlier is shining slightly, but he seems more interested in burying his face in Ri's shoulder.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

*blinks and wonders about that shine, cuddling you close as he carries you to the room*

Sorabug, were you fighting someone?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

Uh .. I beat up a horsie, and a paopu, and a dinosaur that was full of taffy ...

[rambles on for a little while.]

[windup-boytoy.livejournal.com]

I see.

*nods along properly*

But did you fight another person? Or a bug?

[sorabug.livejournal.com]

[shakes his head; he's forgetting about trying to fight Vexen -- well, the ice wall -- but that's out of tiredness, and the encounter didn't actually hurt him.]