faith, trust, and--

[tempestuouswind.livejournal.com]

Oh, come on!

[there's an unamused voice coming from...somewhere. if anyone were to look, they'd see a tiny Riku, maybe six inches tall. she's currently trying to open the fridge, and. failing miserably. there's also a huge pair of silvery-blue butterfly wings sprouting from her back, which she's using to hover above the ground.]

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[notmycareer.livejournal.com]

[opens the door, grabs a soda]

So...what do you want?

[figures she. won't be able to pick up whatever she wants to get]

[tempestuouswind.livejournal.com]

Are there grapes or something in there?

[or anything small, she's not picky.]

[notmycareer.livejournal.com]

There's grapes.

[grabs a few grapes, and um. should he just put them on the counter]

[tempestuouswind.livejournal.com]

[anything is fine! she's hovering around head level.]

[notmycareer.livejournal.com]

['kay so he'll put them on the counter]

[tempestuouswind.livejournal.com]

[c: flies over and picks one up.]

Thanks.

[notmycareer.livejournal.com]

No problem.

[mmm soda]

[tempestuouswind.livejournal.com]

[watching him a little curiously as she eats. she doesn't usually pay much attention to male Rikus.]

[notmycareer.livejournal.com]

So...are you normally a fairy?

[because he figures a fairy wouldn't bother trying opening the fridge]

[tempestuouswind.livejournal.com]

No, I woke up this morning and I was one.

[notmycareer.livejournal.com]

...somehow I'm not surprised that happened.

[tempestuouswind.livejournal.com]

Because of this place, you mean?

[notmycareer.livejournal.com]

Yeah. This place is crazy.

[his home is so boring compared to here it's kind of sad :|]

[tempestuouswind.livejournal.com]

Something like that.

[notmycareer.livejournal.com]

What's your world like?

[he. may or may not be trying to find out if his world really is the most boring one out there /what]